#LIKE IT OPENED MY EYES UP TO A LOOOT OF STUFF

[munsonxmayhem]

I just read your post asking about writing for kaz brekker and YES YES YES

How about a kaz brekker x fem!reader who is a crow and is really sunshine AND badass (like awesome thief but also super friendly, funny and kind with everyone). They can be in a relationship or just pining, and Kaz is like trying to share more with her and trying to get over his touch aversion with her but it's not easy, so she's very patient and supporting with him, because he is only thinking about how weak he is that he "can't even hold hands with his loved one" and that stuff.

Maybe fluff/ flangst? (whatever works for you! I just want some kazzle dazzle content✨)

Thank you a looot you're awesome<3

Good and Bad.

Kaz Brekker x Fem!Reader

Warnings; Heavy angst, a bit of fluff at the end. Mention of injury.

Brief message for requester: I love the way you think, and please forgive me for any mistakes in the writing, and let me know what you think (its been ages since i have written anything)

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As I walk into the room, seeing Inej and Jesper sat around a table, I cheerily smile at them. “And how is everyone this wonderful evening?” My cheery demeanor usually putting everyone in a better mood. My smile drops as they glance, almost sadly, at each other and then back at me. I raise an inquisitive brow at them, before noticing the lack of a certain presence. “Where’s Kaz?”

Jesper lets out a deep sigh, shaking his head as he looks at the stairs that lead to Kaz’s room. He leans in, his voice low, “Locked away in his room, hasn’t been a good day for him, I’m afraid.” A tinge of sadness runs through my heart.

I’d been working with Kaz for a good while, not just with him on jobs but on his touch aversion. I’m patient with him, letting him move at his own pace to never push him farther than he’s willing. He has his good days and his bad days. Inej informed me that as they were walking down the street, somebody had fallen into him; triggering his PTSD. This was a bad day.

I nod understandingly before making my way to the stairs, Jesper turns briskly. “Don’t, (Y/N).. It’s really not a good time.” I shake my head at his words, “It’s nothing I haven’t seen before.” Then I start my way up the stairs, knocking softly on the wooden door. “Kaz?” My voice is barely above a whisper, gentle and soothing. I hear no movement. “Kaz? C’mon, it’s me.. Open the door.” I repeat a little louder, keeping my soft tone. I hear some rustling behind the door, then multiple locks being undone. I take a deep sigh as I wait for the door to open.

The door opens just a crack, his eye peering through the crack. “What do you want?” His voice is stern, but not rude. I give him a soft, reassuring smile; “Bad day, hm?” He nods in response, staying silent. “You going to let me in?” I ask softly, fiddling with my hands.

He says nothing, just opens the door slowly, backing away and letting me inside. He takes a few steps away from me, distancing himself considerable. It must have been really bad today. I give him a sympathetic smile, making sure to keep my distance. I take a seat in the chair across the room. “Do you wanna talk about it?” He shrugs, taking a seat on the bed across from me glancing down almost shamefully at his ungloved hands. I take mental note of this, bringing my gaze to his as he starts to speak.

“I thought it was working..” He mumbles quietly, and my heart aches for him. “Kaz.. This isn’t an easy thing to overcome, you are doing better, but there are going to be good and bad days.. What matters is that you persevere, you have people here that support you. Good and bad.”

He nods slowly, “I know.. But it is hard, so hard. It’s as though I’m putting in all this effort, for even a little bit of hope just to have it all swept away by some.. accidental run in at the wrong time.” He shakes his head, almost angrily. “One brush of an arm from a stranger on the street and I’m back.. there.” He refers to his past, the anger suddenly building in his body as he throws his cane forcefully into the shelves on the side wall. I gasp, flinching a bit. He rarely lashes out in anger like this, but it never gets easier when he does. He stands abruptly, and begins pacing, causing me to stand as well. “K-Kaz..” I stammer, my heart beating rapidly in my chest. Suddenly I hear a knock at the door, causing Kaz to snap his gaze towards it. I hold my hand up to Kaz as I make my way to the door, opening it slightly, hiding the mess Kaz had made.

Jesper is standing there, a very worried look on his face; “Is everything okay?”

I nod, before mouthing the words. “Just a bad day, remember?” He gives a sympathetic look before descending down the stairs again. I shut and lock the door behind me as I return my attention to Kaz. He looks down at the mess and then back up at me, his eyes sad as if his heart just shattered into a million pieces. “I’m sorry..” He whispers, sitting on the edge of the bed and placing his head in his hands. I shake my head, “It’s okay, Kaz..” He shakes his head, “It isn’t.” I glance down at the shattered glass on the floor before kneeling beside it and beginning to pick up the pieces. “No.. Stop, you don’t have to clean that-“ Before he even gets to finish the sentence I hiss In pain, a sharp piece of glass cutting my finger. He stands suddenly, lunging worriedly to my aid, but before his hands can grab yours, he freezes. His eyes dart to mine in panic and a tear rolls down his cheek, “I-I can’t, I’m sorry..” His voice is a broken whisper, and I can feel the pain radiating from him. I nod understandingly, giving him a reassuring smile as I stand and grab a towel. I wrap my finger as I glance over at him, he’s still on the floor beside where I was, completely defeated.

“Why are you fighting so hard for this, Kaz?” I ask him, not rudely, just to get him to remember why we started working on it in the first place. He lets out a shaky breath, standing to his feet.

“I want to be better..” He whispers, still looking at the floor. “You are the sweetest, most kind woman I know.. You’re hurt and I can’t even hold your hand. You deserve to be held, (Y/N)..” He sounds so sad as the words leave his mouth.

I step towards him, this time he doesn’t back away, only a brief moment of panic. “You want to hold me?” I whisper softly, realizing wasn’t fighting for him, he was fighting for me. He finally brings his gaze to mine, my sweet, caring features immediately calming him again. “Yes..” Is all he can manage as he steps closer to me. “One step at a time, Kaz.. Don’t push yourself, okay?” He nods in response, a soft smile on his face as he brings a hand up to my cheek, I stay completely still and let him move as he wishes, the backs of his knuckles brushing lightly across the soft skin. Baby steps.

“Just.. be patient with me, okay?” He whispers.

“Always...” I return, a look of adoration on my face as his hand gently lays against my cheek.

“You’re why I’m still fighting, (Y/N)..”

#kaz brekker #kaz brekker x reader #kaz brekker x y/n #kaz brekker x fem!reader #kaz brekker fanfic #shadow and bone

[motomamita]

Whiplash

Based on the movie Whiplash (2014)

Pairing: Guitarist!Eddie Munson x Female!Guitarist!reader

Summary: (YN) puts Eddie's place in the music group at risk, so he decides to visit her at night and clear things up.

Warnings: Smut, +18, a looot of cursing and dirty talk, possesive Eddie, rough sex, hatefuck, unprotected sex, Fletcher is a warning himself, violents talks, idk.

Do not copy or translate, and sorry for my bad english. Muak.

Eddie entered the rehearsal room carrying his guitar case while trying not to bump into his classmates, reading the sheet music that Fletcher had given them days before.

He had been in the select group at the conservatory for 2 weeks and still felt nervous like the first time. After Fletcher fired his previous guitarist, Eddie was chosen from among many guitarists at the conservatory to take his place. He finally had an important position on the team and he wasn't going to let anyone take him away from there.

Everyone took their places and began to warm up their instruments, practicing individually without paying attention to the rest of their classmates. They stayed like that until Fletcher came into the room. The silence became absolute and the nervousness was present.

"We are weeks away from the presentation at the exhibition." Fletcher commented looking at his musicians who kept their eyes on the floor. "My reputation and that of the Conservatory depends on your performance there." He spoke seriously. "So if any of you, fucking shits, decide to make some mistake and ruin everything...! You'll just have to pick up your stuff and leave before I kill you with my own hands, okay?!" Fletcher's voice echoed throughout the place.

Neither Eddie nor the others dared to speak. They kept their eyes on the ground and their hearts pounding, not moving to avoid attracting Fletcher's attention and automatically becoming his next victim.

"OK?!" He repeated angrily.

"Yes sir!" They all responded in unison.

"Good very good." Fletcher sat down in his chair and everyone quickly get ready to play. "We start with Caravan."

The band began to play immediately, following the scores with their eyes to avoid mistakes that could harm them. Eddie fixed his gaze on his fingers on the strings as he bobbed his head rhythmically. He had already studied this song the night before to avoid mistakes so he knew it by heart from beginning to end. He didn't want to be the victim of Fletcher's fury, not again.

It took a few seconds until Fletcher waved his hands in the air asking them to stop immediately, which they did. A grimace of disgust settled on the man's face. Someone had made a mistake and Eddie prayed it wasn't him.

"Edward. What the fuck was that!?" It had been him. "Is smoking affecting your damn retarded chimpanzee brain?"

Fletcher yelled at him from his spot, placing his hands on his hips and still looking at him. Eddie lowered his gaze embarrassed and didn't say a word, anything he could say was going to complicate the situation even more.

"I think I'm going to have to hit your damn fingers with a hammer to get them to play ONE note right! Son of a bitch.."

Fletcher was interrupted by a knock on the door of the room. He walked to open the door, welcoming whoever was behind.

"Thank God you came! This idiot is ruining everything!" He exclaimed with a certain tone of calm in his voice. "Everyone, meet (YN). She'll be our lead guitarist."

Eddie looked up from the ground when he heard the name. His eyes connected with hers, his 'former fuck' and now 'new enemy'. He hadn't seen her since the last time they fucked, before they both entered the conservatory and had a fight over who was the best player.

"Thank you for considering me and giving me the opportunity to play with you." She smiled. That damn smile.

"You deserve it, sweetie. So take Munson's seat."

Eddie smiled, anger coursing through his body. Was this all an evil plan on Fletcher's part? Did he want to humiliate him even more?

"But... I'm the lead guitarist..." Eddie tried to defend his place.

"You're not anymore. Until you improve your technique and keep your mind on the scores and not thinking about whores and drugs." Fletcher responded harshly. "Now you are going to be in charge of turning the pages of (YN's) sheet music."

The girl walked to Eddie's seat, who reluctantly gave her his place and stood next to her. (YN) set up her guitar and took out her own folder of sheet music, extending it to Eddie.

"We're back again with Caravan." Fletcher informed, returning to his place in the room.

"You heard, place my pages on Caravan." (YN) murmured with a mocking smile to Eddie, who closed his fists trying to mitigate his anger and followed the girl's orders.

"And one, two and.. Three!"

Three loud knocks echoed on the door of (YN's) small apartment. The girl, who had just come out of the shower, put on a t-shirt that reached her thighs and ran to the door still with her hair wet.

When she opened she found Eddie Munson, who also didn't seem happy to see her again. Many times he had shown up at her door, months ago, with desire and need in his eyes and then fucked her until dawn. Now, his gaze expressed pure annoyance and it was more likely that he wanted to finish her off before making her finish.

"Why? Uh? Why the hell do you want to sabotage me?" He asked placing his hand on the door frame, preventing her from closing it.

"I didn't sabotage you, you just did." She explained calmly. "It's not my fault I'm better than you." She smiled cynically.

"No! You're not better than me and you know it. It's all a damn plan to drive me crazy and push me over the edge, right?" Eddie raised his voice upset.

(YN) sighed and grabbed him by the collar of his leather jacket, making him enter the apartment before the neighbors complained about the noise.

"You're really paranoid if you think I'm doing all this for you. I made the team on my own merit, I'm not part of any 'evil plan' to make you suffer, as much as I'd like to see that." She explained, taking a few steps forward to stay close to him.

"Did you fuck Fletcher?" Eddie asked quietly as he looked into her eyes.

"What?" She asked after a few seconds confused.

"You did it, right? All so you could steal my place on the team." He asked again, now more confident.

"No, I never did." She shook her head, still looking into his eyes. "But I might try, if that makes you even more jealous." She murmured mischievously after a few seconds.

Neither of them moved for the first few seconds. The street lights entered through the windows of the apartment, leaving little visibility and turning them into shadows for the outside gaze. The ticking of the clock resonated almost at the same tempo as the rapid heartbeats of both, creating a melody as dangerous as it was captivating.

Eddie couldn't contain himself any longer and launched himself at her, placing one of his hands behind her neck and pulling her towards him, kissing her desperately. (YN) did not refuse and received him gladly, hugging him by the shoulders and pressing her body even closer to his. The kiss became more violent, showing that there was not only desire there but also a great amount of hatred in both of them. Without separating, they moved to the couch where (YN) collided with him, becoming cornered between it and Eddie.

"Damn whore, trying to steal my place..." Eddie murmured against her lips while one of his hands moved up her thighs until he reached her core. "And you're not wearing panties... It seems like you were waiting for me to arrive and find you like this..." He growled and one of his fingers began to make circular movements on her clitoris. Her legs trembled at the sudden stimulus, closing her thighs instinctively.

"I wasn't waiting for you, but for Fletcher.." she joked, enjoying Eddie's jealous look.

In one quick movement Eddie turned her and placed her face down, with her abdomen over the back of the couch. One of his hands grabbed hers and her t-shirt, leaving her bare from the waist down. (YN) let out a moan at that, getting even wetter from Eddie's mini aggressions. He knelt, still holding her hands, and brought his head to her center.

"You smell as exquisite as always.." He spoke and then took his mouth and began to lick her folds with need. She moaned loudly, rolling her eyes back as the tip of Eddie's tongue found her clit. "My pussy, this is my fucking pussy.." he growled, tasting all the wetness of her.

"Eddie! Shit..!" She moaned desperately at the wave of pleasure he was giving her with just his mouth. The neighbors were definitely aware of what was happening.

He abruptly separated from her center, uncomfortable by the boner that formed inside his pants. He clumsily pulled down his pants along with his boxers, revealing his hard cock whose tip was glistening from the accumulation of precum.

"Shit.." He mumbled at the sight, not at all surprised at the effect (YN) had on her. "You make me so fucking hard.."

With his free hand he brought his cock up to her wet hole. Eddie released a trickle of saliva, trying to make the stretch not so painful for her, and spread it with the tip of his cock over her folds. (YN) bit her lower lip, eager to feel him inside her after several months.

In a slow but confident movement, he entered inside her making sure not to leave any centimeters out. They both moaned at the sensation and didn't move for a few seconds, enjoying the feeling. Progressively, Eddie couldn't hold on any longer and began to move at a normal pace, grunting like an animal.

"God, I hate you so much but this pussy is so wonderful.." He spoke between moans, admiring how his cock entered and left her with ease thanks to the wetness of both of them.

"Well, I hate you, you and your big fat cock.."

Eddie stopped dead when he heard her and in an unexpected movement he released her hands and grabbed her neck, bringing her back to his chest. Without warning he fucked her again, only this time with a rougher and more hateful rhythm. For (YN) it became impossible to hide her moans, the pleasure was absolute and did not seem to end.

"Moan, moan for me. Let everyone know that you will always be my fucking whore.." Eddie laughed as he heard pure moans coming from her mouth.

His balls rhythmically slapped against her clit, bringing sparks of pleasure to both of them. Her hands went to Eddie's arm that was holding her neck, noticing that out of desperation Eddie was still wearing his pants at the height of his ankles.

"Eddie..! Please..!" From the tone of her voice, he knew that she was ready to cum and it wouldn't be long until he did too.

"I hate you, I hate you, I hate you.." Eddie repeated to the rhythm of each hard thrust, feeling her walls hug him as she cums.

(YN)'s legs shook but that didn't seem to matter to Eddie at all, who continued fucking her through her orgasm until he felt she was close. He brought his mouth to her neck, biting lightly as he stifled a moan of pleasure. After a few seconds he ended up inside her, without noticing that due to the force of his bite he had left a mark on her neck.

Slowly Eddie pulled out of her, letting some of his cum fall down her thighs and stain the floor. (YN) had to hold on to the couch to avoid falling to the floor because of how weak her legs felt. Eddie noticed and held her for a few seconds to make sure she was okay. Then, he pulled up his boxers and pants and acted as if nothing had happened, although his red cheeks and messy hair showed otherwise.

Neither of them said anything, there was no need to do so either. (YN) watched as Eddie walked to the exit but turned around before leaving.

"This doesn't end here. Soon I will regain my place on the team and you will be my whore inside the conservatory too."

Then, he left the apartment.

#eddie munson x reader #joseph quinn x reader #stranger things x reader #stranger things x you #eddie munson #whiplash #guitarist!reader #eddie munson smut #joseph quinn smut #eddie munson fanfic #eddie munson x you #joseph quinn x you #joseph quinn

[beanghostprincess]

Usopp: They're probably talking about me. I bet Sanji's telling him about that time I poked him in the eye when trying to kiss him. Ohh God what if my dad is showing him embarrassing baby pictures.

Yasopp: what if I'm too clingy? I want to spend time with him and be next to him all the time, but I don't want to come off as annoying. I'm just scared of being alone.... but also scared of intimacy at the same time.

Sanji: that's normal. Like you want to leave them before they leave you. Before they hurt you, I get that. You can only get burned by people so much you just expect it every time. Deep down you know that they would never hurt you but ........hehehe and it's so funny because you're so scared to love and be loved but you fall in love

Yasopp: fall in love so easily yeah....... Usopp is staring at us. (Waving) Hi usopp :)

Usopp: |_•) °°°{they're talking about me}

They are having the deepest of conversations about how they do not know if they're worthy of Usopp's love and they're extremely concerned he will end up getting tired of them-- Sanji telling him about WCI and opening up and Usopp telling Sanji all of his regrets and that he is so so glad Usopp is not resentful. And they're growing closer but Usopp genuinely thinks they are talking embarrassing things about him.

And then they just-- Spend hours talking only about Usopp and how much they love him and I can imagine both of them smoking and drinking together during the party and,,, When they are done and everyone needs to go to sleep asap (Usopp was too worried to drink tho) Usopp carries a very very drunk Sanji to the Sunny and Usopp asks him "What- Uh- Had fun with my dad?" (<- His ass is extremely anxious).

Sanji just hugs him tight and keeps saying nonsense and stumbling between his words like "Mmmmm he was alright. He is- He is very sad. Did you know your father is very very sad Usopp? He loves you- He loves you a looot. I thought he was a shitty guy but your dad is cool. Also, I love you and your stupid face. You are- You are very stupid. Hey, did you know you are the love of my life mmmmmmmmmmm This is comfy. Your dad has. A shitty family. Did you know that? You didn't. He is. He is just like me. Mm. Because we love you. A lot. You- Gorgeous idiot. I like it in your arms. I want- I want to cook-"

"No, you need to sleep" (<- Trying hard to hold back his laughter and incredibly obvious blush)

"Noooo,,,, But I want- I wanted to cook,,, Let's make. A soufflé."

"You want to make a soufflé now?"

"Your dad said he didn't like-- Sweet stuff, But we like you and- And you are very very very sweet, dear,, So I'm making him a soufflé-"

And this just keeps going until Sanji inevitably falls asleep and Usopp can't sleep because he just processed everything Sanji has said and he really does need to have a conversation with his dad-- But at least they get along, so that's something.

#sanji makes the soufflé next day but it's kind of an unconscious decision #one piece #black leg sanji #usopp #yasopp #sanuso #ask-bean!

[farmergilesofham]

The Vanguard Swimsuit Calendar Fic (1)

It began while the Guardian was talking to Drifter, having just flown in from a successful strike on NeoMuna.

"So, kill any Hive Gods lately?" Drifter drawled, with his classic smirk.

"No, not- I mean, wouldn't the Witness' goons count as gods? But then again, they do have that whole thing with the 'woooh I'm not a god I'm a disciple of something greater' or whatever" the Guardian paused for a moment, then "Of course, they're not Hive, but the Hive do worship them I guess, but-- oh who cares. No. But I did punch a Tormentor into a wall," they finished, with a hopeful lilt.

"Well, ain't that somethin'... You got anything else on your mind, hot shot? I don't see you comin' down here to see your ole friend Drifter too often, afterall."

The Guardian looked into the broiling Mote Bank in the middle of the room for a minute before finally relenting.

"I... need an idea. The Eliksni Quarter needs extra funds, but nobody's got any idea for how to do it - you know how the rest of the guardians are, they only really do stuff when there's loot to be gotten. I just... need to think of something really good, like, something that'll get everyone on board, y'know?"

The Drifter said nothing, instead leaning back against the railing behind him and cocking his head to the side, flashing that roguish smile again.

He opened his mouth, probably to make some snide remark, but was immediately interrupted:

"Wait, that's it! I know what we could do! But... ah heavens above this is such a stupid idea"

"What is?"

"I'm... thinking I could get the Vanguard and a few extra people to do a calendar - you know, the type where they're all standing and looking athletically heroic in a photograph for each month's page?"

The Drifter's smile now stretched from ear to ear, and were it not for his kind disposition one would likely suspect him of incoming villainy.

As it stood, what came was mischief.

"What a great idea, Hero. Say, don't you think the people would appreciate it more if there were... special editions?"

"What do you have in mind"

"Oh, me, I ain't got any good ideas. But ole Drifter hears things down in the City, and a looot of people might be willing to pay good money for... shall we say, less than fully covered renditions of a few Tower regulars."

"You're the one who stole my camera aren't you."

The Drifter looked affronted. "Me? Steal your camera? I'd never do somethin' so awful. It is a good camera, though. Wonder why it's got such a good zoom...?"

The Guardian shifted uncomfortably for a moment, their eyes downcast, and mumbled something.

"What's that, Hero? Can't hear you up here"

The silence stretched, grating on the Young Wolf's ears, until eventually:

"I do wildlife photography, okay?!" the Guardian burst out, blush already blooming hot on their face.

"I like birds, man."

The Drifter stepped in, putting a hand on the Guardian's shoulder.

"Alright, alright, calm down buster. I'm just messin' with ya."

"Whaddya say for my plan, though?"

"Arhhh... I can think of three people who'll probably be enthusiastic about the whole thing. As for the rest..." the Guardian sighed, long and low "We'll have to see about the rest. But, you're on the list"

"Wait wha-"

"No arguing, mate. You gave me the idea so the least I can do is force you to take part."

"Now hang on, Guardian, I'm sure we can figure out some oth-" the Drifter stammered, rummaging around in his back pocket for something - but the Guardian had already turned on their heel and, humming to themselves, left to go pester the rest of the Tower.

Drifter stood there, only taking out what he'd had in that back pocket.

"Oh... what has old Drifter gotten himself into now?" he said, sixteen thousand Glimmer's worth of jumpship coolant rods in his hand.

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End of Chapter 1, I guess?

#destiny 2 #destiny the game #destiny fanfiction #destiny titan #destiny oc #destiny drifter #young wolf #destiny game #destiny lightfall #the big bad destiny calendar fic #oh boy #chapter 1 #destiny exo #destiny shaxx #destiny saint 14 #destiny guardians #saladin forge #elsie bray #destiny crow #mara sov #mithrax #destiny nimbus #caiatl #yeah that's about all the people that will appear #I may have missed one #oh #Xur #the vanguard swimsuit fic

[ashes-writing]

the power of love pt three | stranger things ; s.harrington

A/N ; Annnd, I'm back with another part. Thought I'd go ahead and post this now because it was the closest thing that was finished/ready out of everything I'm working on. I'm really loving this whole little thing, tbh. This one is gonna be kind of slowish burn. Looots of sexual tension, hidden flirting and other stuff, I think. I'm trying to play on the fact that I think Steve is a protective sort and his love language is more small actions over words for the most part. That being said ugh I am so excited for where I feel like this is going.

Pairing ; Steve Harrington x Henderson!Fem reader.

Timeline / Other Stuff to Note ; part I | part II can be found by clicking. As previously stated, nothing from the Upside Down + its unholy terrors is gonna happen here but there will be mutual pining and angst and teen romance-y plot stuff. So if you prefer slice of life instead of the extra (Upside Down and unholy terrors) then this is something you miiight like. Maybe. Also, apparently, reader suffered from the genetic disease that Dustin had himself.. I can't spell it properly, but it was the reason that his teeth only just grew in right. Another fun fact.. Reader has kind of an alternation of both Stevie Nicks and Madonna's clothing / fashion style, so when I'm writing I'm picturing either really ethereal hippie or just straight up vixen type stuff that 80's Madonna rocked. She/you/reader changes styles with your/her/readers moods.

Tag List ; @musichealsscars @allelitesmut @hcloangcls @aries-arcade are the only people on my Stranger Things tag list. Optional tag goes to bae @rampagewriting - no pressure at all. if you'd like to be added to my taglists for Stranger things or anything else, please let me know or add yourself -> here.

Warnings ; girl on girl bullying / a lil shoving match. rumors and bullshit lead to a fight on Steve's end also. Lots of lingering sexual tension and a little cute awkwardness.

Other Stuff ; tag list doc || my rules - fandoms and some characters I write for || requests are open - headcanon asks and filth/fluff letters only btw... Still no wrestlers and I beg of you -> send me things. Please. Pretty please.

I do not consent to my work being reposted elsewhere or copied/reworked/rewritten and reposted here or elsewhere. You don't own this, I do. So like... don't steal my shit.

You don’t expect to talk to Steve outside of tutoring sessions because so far, you really haven’t. You’re certainly not expecting to lock eyes with him in the mirror on your locker door the next morning. You turn around and promptly find yourself body to body with him.

Steve drags his hand through his hair because honestly, he’s not even sure what made him walk over to your locker when he spotted you in the hallway. All he knows is he can feel Tommy and Carol’s eyes burning a hole through him from where they stand. And it’s awkward as hell to have happen but for some reason, his mind chooses to replay the massage you gave him the night before and this comes with the neat little side effect of him still being able to feel the way your hands felt so soft and delicate as they moved over his skin. He’s so dazed that he misses the first three times you’re trying to get his attention. And then you’re pushed against him again and your tits are pushing against his chest and he nearly goes into a tailspin. When he spots the idiot football players who were the reason, he flips them off and yells at them to watch where they’re walking because they nearly ran you over.

You laugh quietly and when he finally gets done shouting back and forth with the idiot football player who nearly knocked you into him just now,you’re the one staring up at him. Lost in chocolatey eyes and dazed. You haven’t moved your hand from his bicep where you put it when you toppled into him either and as soon as you realize it, you can feel your body burning hot. And you mumble an apology before quickly pulling your hand back to your own body. “Need something, Harrington?” you finally ask the question for a fourth time because he’s not in a daze like he was. You laugh quietly.

“Thank you. My neck uh.. it wasn’t stiff when I woke up.” - It’s weak as hell and yes, he’s aware of this. But he’s just not sure what else to say, lately, his charisma seems to have just vanished and the fact that a simple conversation that used to be easy-peasy for him, especially with the girls, is suddenly harder now for some reason, this is frustrating to him.

He felt like this with her, at first. Kind of. It’s so much worse this time around, especially to factor in that the poor guy is doing everything he can not to get sucked in and be weak again because he can’t take being hurt. He’s terrified of another risk that’ll leave him heartbroken sooner or later. Because he’s got himself convinced that somehow, he won’t be enough. He wasn’t for her.

You laugh and nod. Then you raise up on your toes and fluff the front of his hair. It’s just a distracted and absent-minded gesture that you’re fully aware you probably shouldn’t be doing and yet, you can’t resist. When Steve’s brain does the brr - time to shut down thing that it started to lately when it comes to you and your innocent little gestures, he grabs your hip before he can stop himself from doing it. Then he mumbles a rushed apology and hurries away, over to the safety that his best friends Tommy and Carol provide right now. Away from you and the danger of temptation.

Because he’s making no mistake about it, temptation is exactly what you happen to be.

Once Steve is across the hallway and distracted by Tommy and Carol so he can’t see you, you lean yourself back against the closed locker beside yours and you fan yourself with your folder. Valerie sees this and doubles over laughing as she clears her throat.

“I thought you were ‘above’ the Steve Harrington effect? What’d you do to him anyway? Whatever it was had him zoinked enough that it prompted Carol to get my number from her ma and call at like.. 10.”

You laugh and shrug. “He was tense so I gave him a massage? Wait… what’d she say?” and as you ask, all the times you’ve thrown up at her that you’re not interested in gossip or anything come around to bite you because she smirks and shakes her head and she absolutely refuses to tell you anything other than sooner or later, you’ll figure it out.

You roll your eyes and pout. “I don’t wanna figure it out. I wanna know.” Valerie gives you a questioning look. “How sure are you about that, hm?”

“Please?” you plead as the two of you walk into the bathroom together.

“Well, apparently, your little massage kinda got him a little hot and bothered.” Valerie is teasing you. "He uh... He pitched a tent, woman, what the hell kind of massage did you give him?"

She has to be lying, there’s no other explanation. It’s not like you give massages that are that good, after all. Your jaw drops and almost instantly, you’re trying to… Picture it for yourself, which of course, makes you clench your thighs and swallow hard when you not only manage to picture certain areas of Steve Harrington’s anatomy -like you’ll ever get to see it, and the realization has you frustrated for some weird reason,  but your mind goes one up and offers up an interesting spin on the massage you gave him from the night before.

Nicole is leaned against a wall, smirking at you. When you lock eyes with her, you blow a bubble with your gum and spin around. “Do you have to linger?”

She steps a little closer. “Steve’s better than you. I wouldn’t even bother trying if I were you. You're just a little girl. Your teeth didn't even grow in right until 9th grade. What in the hell make you think you can handle Steve Harrington, hm?" She purrs out the words a if she's being super nice but you know better. After she reapplies her own lipstick, she continues, laughing as she steps up to you again, " Last I heard, you're legs are closed so tight somebody would have to surgically open 'em.. And make no mistake. He doesn't want you. He wants a lay...”

You roll your eyes again, scoffing at her. And given your short fuse, you step closer with a hand on your hip. “Aw… are you still jealous he kissed Bonnie in the 7th grade and not you? Are you jealous because you spent all of last year following him like a lil lost puppy but he only had eyes for Wheeler? Is that what this is?” you laugh and blow another bubble before adding calmly, “I’m not trying. But if I wanted to, you wouldn’t stop me, Nicole.”

“You’re a nothing, alright? A nobody. Steve’s only even around you because he wants to get his dick wet again.”

You laugh and step close all over again. “Why bother with me though, hm? I mean you’ve all but thrown your panties in the mans face since we were in middle school and yet… Not a single glance your way. Maybe you should stop trying, Nicole.

“Goddamn.” Valerie is choking  and gaping at you. Normally, you don’t try to engage or anything and your usual tactic in a confrontation is to simply ignore and pray it disappears on it’s own. So the amount of spunk and sass she’s just heard from you are… Definitely a bit of a shocker.

And she’s not the only one shocked, because you’re gaping at yourself for saying it. For going there and egging it on in the first place.

Nicole steps closer. Sizes you up and laughs, rolling her eyes. “Go play with your colored pencils, little girl.”

“I love that shade of green on you, Nic.” Valerie smirks as she steps up, grinding her fist against her open palm as she stares her down intently. “Goes real nice with your eyes.”

“I’m not wearing…–” the meaning of the comment sinks in and Nicole doubles over laughing. “Oh my god, that’s rich. You think I’m jealous of baby teeth?” Nicole looks at Valerie and Valerie shrugs. “If the shoe fits, skank.” 

“Yeah yeah yeah.. My teeth didn’t grow in until I was 13. When did your tits grow, N?.. Oh.. wait.” you cringe at her in mock sympathy, “Sorry." you laugh and roll your eyes. "I forgot you're still rocking a kids training bra. See? I can do it too, N." you shrug it off. You hate doing what you've just done, but you hate the concept of being a quiet little pushover and letting anybody think they have any sort of power to hurt you anymore even more. It was a lose-lose, a necessary evil.

The comment about your teeth bothered you. It used to bother you a lot more, but assholes like Nicole all through elementary and middle school gave you a thicker skin. Despite the thicker skin though, it didn’t mean the comment wasn’t going to sit with you all day. And you were annoyed with yourself for even stooping down to her level to begin with, but you’d been feeling feisty lately.

If she wanted to keep it up, you were pretty confident you could keep it going all day. When Nicole shoved you to shove past you though, that lit the fire completely and the next thing you know, you’ve shoved her back. And then it’s spilling into the hallway.

Steve’s just about to go into his classroom when he hears shouting from outside the girls bathroom. He glances that way out of vague curiosity and when he sees you and Nicole shoving back and forth -after you’ve gone for today’s choice of wild and big earring, big bold red hoops in your ears and taken those off, he shoves through the crowd.

Nicole’s boyfriend has started to carry her away and Steve picks you up by the hips and does the same. Valerie laughs and catches up to you both as Steve stands you on your feet. He’s trying not to smile or laugh or anything, but he’s also looking you over in concern. “What the hell was that about?”

“Nicole’s jealous because she’s the only girl you haven’t stuck your dick in, apparently.” Valerie answers, shrugging. Steve grumbles and rolls his eyes. “She started it, didn’t she?”

“I didn’t help..” you mumble, shrugging.

“Yeah, well.. I’m pretty sure whatever she said to you was worse. She uh… She started it with Nance too.”

“Lemme guess. The priss didn’t even try to fight or anything.” Valerie rolled her eyes, the disdain she personally felt for Nancy Wheeler clear and unhidden.  You elbow her and give her a warning look. “Val, easy.. That’s kind of his ex.”

“She didn’t, actually. Said she was above it. Then I found out she was under Jonathan Byers, so..” Steve cringed and you winced and muttered quietly, “Yikes.”

“What’d she say?” Steve asked you as he continued to check you over in concern.

“The usual.. My teeth didn’t grow like everybody else’s, I'm nothing, I’m weird.. I was fine until she shoved past me. Then I just snapped. Like.. say what you want but don't you dare touch me, especially not shoving into me." you shrug. 

Steve’s fist clenched and he caught himself glancing in Nicole’s direction. Rolling his eyes when he caught her looking in your direction with an angry death glare on her face. He stepped closer to you, almost protectively. And he got you looking up at him. “Hey.. if she starts again, tell me, alright? She’s always doing this when I even look at a girl.”

“Yeah, she’s a bitch. It’s not.. Like it’s not a big deal or anything. Kind of thick-skinned by this point.” you shrug. Steve flips Nicole off when he glances her way and sees her whispering back and forth with an old friend of Carol’s that Carol stopped talking to recently. Then he turns his attention back to you. “Yeah, well.. It’s still kinda my fault?”

“How? I’m tutoring you because I wanna. You didn’t hold a loaded gun to my head, Harrington. Relax. I’ll be fiiiine.” you raise up on your toes and fluff his hair again and then you walk away.

– ( later that day ) 

“Hey, are you dating that Henderson chick? Y’know her legs are binded with molasses, right, buddy? You feelin okay, Harrington?” Johnny asks, smirking as he gazes at Steve, waiting on an answer. 

At first, Steve tried to ignore the guy but he just kept going. And going. By the time he got to the part of the conversation where he’s telling Steve that you're a prude and an ice queen and if he wants to get his dick wet he needs to look elsewhere, Steve’s just fed up with the shit.

Before Tommy even has a chance to grab him, he’s hopped the bleachers and the two basketball players are rolling around on the floor. And Steve is growling, swearing and making every threat under the sun as Tommy and Billy drag him away to the locker room.

“Fuckin tell ‘em, Danny! Nobody messes with her, got it?” Tommy tells Johnny’s friend Danny.

The coach benches Johnny and Steve for the afternoon, but Steve doesn’t mind, honestly. And he’s still wishing he’d gotten to land just one more good right hook before Tommy, Danny and Billy drug the two of them apart.

But above all else, he’s wondering what the hell got into him in the first place. Because every single time he thought about what Johnny was implying -that he’d tried to get with you in the past and been rejected, made him want to strangle Johnny in the first place because he'd tried. Like you belonged to Steve or it was any of his business to begin with. The thought cropped up before he could stop it, ,, you're not gonna be enough for her man, no sense in even trying to get territorial."

By the time practice is over, he’s cooled off. And he happens to be walking past the open door to the art classroom.

You’re still inside, painting something on a huge canvas. Stevie Nicks playing in the background as Valerie and two or three other girls, one a blonde from his class named Robin or something, are sitting on counters talking back and forth and apparently, watching you paint.

At one point, someone flings paint at Valerie. Valerie flings it back but they’re hiding near you and the paint hits you instead.

You dip your hand in turquoise paint and start to chase Valerie around the room and he laughs to himself. And after another minute or two of lingering in the doorway to the classroom, he finally manages to make himself leave.

#steve harrington #steve harrington fanfiction #steve harrington imagine #steve harrington fanfic #steve harrington x henderson!fem reader #steve harrington x henderson!fem reader imagine #steve harrington x henderson!fem reader fanfiction #steve harrington x reader #steve harrington x reader fanfiction #steve harrington x reader fanfic #steve harrington x reader imagine #// so this reader is... super detailed - borderline OC. #// i'm s till learning the ins and outs of a reader x character story.

[thewhizzyhead]

hi hello currently up at 2 am bingewatching sarah z's hour-long vids while eating ramen for a late dinner and blueberry for dessert while agonizing over like 6 major outputs that i need to submit by monday and planning out my schedule so that i'll somehow be able to do all of them without destroying what's left of my sanity so how are you all doing today oh and also what's your fav sarah z vid while we're at it-

#my favorites are the Not Like Other Girls vid and the twilight renaissance vid #all of her vids r really good tho aaa really well researched #note to self: schedule a ramble about the Not Like Other Girls argument cause HOLY SHIT THERE WERE SO MANY GOOD TAKES THERE #LIKE IT OPENED MY EYES UP TO A LOOOT OF STUFF #also it made me very heavily dislike the trust fund baby song by why dont we aka a song that i initially really liked because it was catchy #listen at ur own risk hdhdj i mean the boys sounds good BUT THE LYRICS MAKE ME FEEL SO IFFY NOW #note to self: ramble about that fucking song #also yea school shit update: currently viewing my school's virtual sci exhibit (my group's work is on there so yay:D) #i need to answer this google form about the exhibit so um yea i'm rushing fjsjd i spent the whole day sleeping out of pure exhaustion #and now im paying the price djdjd #also i need to draw a thingy describing the struggles i have experienced under lockdown and um *screams in maybe-aphantasia* #also *screams in I AM VERY SHIT AT VISUAL ARTS JFJDD THIS OUTPUT IS GONNA KILL ME* #i am. so so tempted to just. draw this one picture i submitted as part of my photo essay #and just add i dunno black clouds arpund it or something that is the bare minimum of 'artistic' #or maybe i'll draw handcuffs attached to a sign that says DEADLINES fjxjsjx God i'm burned out #wait holy shit i can make the thingy about burn out #now if only i could ACTUALLY DRAW #anyways ramble over woo that's the diary entry of the day #sorry for the very long tag ramble i'm just very very drowsy rn but i don't wanna sleep yet so ummmm #guess i'm watching that 2 hour long feature film on homestuck (whatever the hell that is) by sarah z #rambles about watt and musicals and cool fun stuff will be back soon aaaaaa #personal shit #long tags

[astaroth1357]

AYE requests briefly open you say? Then here ya go: MC (female or gn) turns into a child for a day courtsey of Solomon (maybe around 5) with the Brothers. I think it'd be adorable, what with finger painting on spell books and things, but there ya go!

The MC is Now Five Years Old, Thanks Solomon...

Oh boy…. A little kid in Hell sounds like a train wreck admittedly, but at least they'll have some pretty strong guardians right? I heard It'll Be Okay by SMLE & Helen Tess and decided that was JUST the feel this sort of request needed.

Intro:

Solomon really doesn't mess up spells often. He's been doing this for a while (at least as far as my headcanon is concerned) so he's gotten pretty damn good at magic over the years. It takes a looot to make him mess up. Like say, a natural disaster, an unexpected surprise… or a whole-ass MC getting knocked into what sigil he's using at just the wrong time. Yeah. That'll do it.

How in the world is he going to explain this to the brothers…?

Lucifer

His anger toward Solomon is quite severe… tempered only slightly by how utterly adorable kid!MC is. (Well all know he's got that soft spot for cute things 🤭) It reminds him so much of his brothers at that age…

The man basically reverts back to being Dad!Lucifer sooo fast.

He's the one tying their shoes, checking on them throughout the day, making sure they're not running with scissors… that sort of thing.

Weirdly enough he's not that bothered by it… In fact, his brothers find it a little unnerving just how at peace he seems when he's keeping track of kid!MC doing this or that… It's like he's just put on an old pair of gloves and found out they still fit.

Speaking of his brothers, Lucifer can't turn off "Parent Mode" so it starts spilling over to them too...

When he started telling Levi "It's bedtime" and used a napkin to wipe Beel's face for him in public, they decided to hold an informal intervention. They're grown demons now, damnit!! 😖

Mammon

The first thing kid!MC did when they saw Mammon was fling themselves at him while screaming "MAMMIE!!!" at the top of their lungs… Regardless of his confusion, the man could probably die happy now.

He only gripes a little bit about being saddled with babysitting duty… Because everybody knows he's not the babysitter now. He's the playmate.

"Mammie, I wanna play House!!" "I ain't playing House with ya, kid. How 'bout Tag?" "No way, you're too fast!"  "Hide'n Seek?" "Luci said we can't play that no more…" "Well don't hide in the oven again!" "You didn't find me!!" "That was the problem!!!"

Pretty much the Man-Child/Actual Child Duo. He's perfect for keeping up with them and they'll whine incessantly when they can't find him for too long...

Totally the brother to take them to the amusement park or really any of those super fun places kids love. He will be just as excited as they are to be there, too.

It's not uncommon to find Mammon passed out on a couch or something with an equally exhausted kid!MC sleeping on his back. The two can really wear each other out…

Leviathan

He's probably the least perturbed by this change. Sudden de-aging of characters is a pretty popular anime trope, after all...

He's not all that taken with kid!MC though to be honest… Largely because he's too worried about keeping his stuff out of their grubby mitts. 😖

"Levi, what's this?" "GAH! Don't touch that!! That's my limited edition Ultra☆Rainbow Witch figurine!!" "I wanna play with it, though!" "It's not a toy!!" "That's not fair! You have nothing but toys, Levi!! You need to share!!" "NO I DON'T!!!"

In those times where Lucifer forces him to share, Levi goes full neat-freak. He handles all the discs and games himself, everything gets practically sterilized, and kid!MC HAS to wash their hands before they touch ANYTHING (especially the game controllers). He ain't risking any random kid-gunk getting on his precious possessions… 😰

He does enjoy playing games with them well enough, at least. No one's going to pass up a game of Devil Kart after all!

Sometimes he'll let them win just to see how happy they get… Though, then they start getting a big head about it so he has to remind him who the actual gamer is with another string of losses... Sucks to suck, kid! 😌😏

Satan

… You know, five year-olds ask a lot of questions… A looot of questions…

"Satan, what's that?" "An umbrella. You use it so that rain doesn't get on you." "Where does rain come from?" "Evaporated water collects in the atmosphere and-" "Is rain like the sky peeing?" "...." "Satan? Does your face hurt?... Satan?"

Please Lord, they may not be on speaking terms, but someone has to have mercy on his patience...

In truth, Satan's kind of charmed by how curious kid!MC is, he just wished they'd listen more to his boring explanations…

"Satan? Why does everyone listen to Diavolo?" "Lord Diavolo is like a king to us demons." "Where's his crown?" "He doesn't wear a crown." "Oh… You don't wear a crown and people listen to you. Are you a king too?" "I mean, you're not wrong… 😏" "Satan, get back to work."

Eh, maybe having a little MC isn't all that bad. They don't lie, after all. 😌

Asmodeus

OMG he hasn't seen a child this cute since the twins were in diapers!!!!

If Mammon isn't around then Asmo takes over babysitting duties (like an actual babysitter) and he's more than happy to do it. It reminds of him of taking care of baby Belphie!

If kid!MC has any interest at all in makeup then he's happy to foster it. He won't give them the good stuff of course, but he'll show them how to do blush, eyes, lipstick, nail polish, whatever!

He also dabbles in a bit of facepaint so do they want to look like a kitty, panda, or dragon? He's got them covered.

Asmo just likes to let them be creative in all forms, really. He's going to be the one to break out the paint and markers and just the kid!MC go to town! (hopefully not on the walls…)

Takes pictures of whatever they draw, good or bad, and happily displays them to everyone. There's not a big enough fridge to hold all the art he's going to collect (and zealously protect).

Beelzebub

Playmate #2 right after Mammon, but he's the less excitable, more responsible one.

"Beel! Beel! Watch me jump off this slide!!" 😰 "Please don't… You could hurt yourself… You slide down slides. That's why they're called that." "*GASP*... That's right! You're a genius!!" *sits back down* "Not really, but thank you." 😊 *waits for them at the bottom*

If the MC is with Beel, they're doing one of two things. Either they're playing together or gorging themselves on junk food.

Beel actually likes "domestic" games like House and Tea Party because it's an excuse to raid the kitchen. He'll play "house-husband" all day as long as he gets to actually eat at every imaginary dinnertime.

He'll play active games too, of course. Especially action-oriented ones like "Cops and Robbers" or Superheros. No one's better at roughhousing than Beel! Though he'll go easy on them, cause they're small and all… 😅

Everyone can always tell when Beel's in charge of them because he carries them around on his shoulders. He's the tallest one of the family so it's like getting to be a giant!

Belphegor

Belphie was introduced to kid!MC when they started crying during one of his naps. They couldn't wake him and they thought he was dead… Followed directly by them declaring their tears were magic when they noticed his eyes opened.

He proceeded to close his eyes again and purposely play dead just to get them all worried again. It was the smile creeping up onto his face that eventually gave him away… 😏

He likes to play with kid!MC and Beel but he's not going to let it get in the way of his nap schedule or anything. When they play "Knights" he gets to take the role of the world's laziest dragon… Rawr.

Kid!MC will only settle down for naptime if Belphie joins too since he'll read them a book like he used to do with Lilith.

Satan's usually the go-to guy for storytime, but Belphie's a close second (largely because he just imitates what he remembers Lucifer doing for him, voices and all 🤭).

He deals with their myriad of questions by just making shit up and pretending he knows what he's talking about. It's around the time that he told them that little men live inside the freezer and shave ice cubes to keep things cold that Lucifer started getting on his case about it… Killjoy. 🙄

#obey me #obey me shall we date #shall-we-date-obey-me #obey me lucifer #obey me mammon #obey me leviathan #obey me satan #obey me asmodeus #obey me beelzebub #obey me belphegor #obey me headcanons #obey me scenarios

[xmalfoyweasleyx]

Years and years (part 1/2) - Draco Malfoy (smut + fluff)

Summary: A walk through the years of your relationship with Draco, all the ups and downs, all the passion and al the love in one story <3

Includes: a LOOOT of SMUT 18+!! more parts of smut! , also a LOT of fluffy stuff and a little bit of angst, dad!draco at the end.

THIS STORY WILL HAVE 2 PARTS!

Warnings for THIS PART: Umbridge her quill , sad Draco, the war and its injuries, alcohol, let's pretend they are already old enough for everything!!!!, masturbation, very dirty thoughts, fingering and oral (fem receiving)

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September 1991

Y/n was nervous. It was her first year going to Hogwarts. The excitement tickling inside of her tummy was pleasant and horrible at the same time.

The castle was right in front of her, it was astonishing. Lots of other kids around her age were walking to the boats. A hard beat on y/n's shoulder made her almost fall into the ground.

"Get out of my way" she heard a little blond boy say. His hair was blonde and ashy and his eyes were like ice. Y/n already hated him. "Prick" was the only thing she answered when she quickly walked away. It made an anger boil inside the little bully. Draco already hated her too. Nobody walks in his way on the first day of school, the day he looked forward to for already 11 years. AND how dare she? Talking to him like that?

March 1995

Draco was bored. He was sitting next to the window, the only amusing thing was the view outside. It was snowing in march. Not that common for this time of the year. He messed a little with the badge on his robe, the badge Umbridge gave him. He was proud of himself. No actually he wasn't, he was just delighted with the fact that his father was going to be proud. A big plus was the fact that those stupid other houses were finally put in their place.

Y/n came out of Umbridge her office. Relieved. Finally, her tears could come out. She was holding them in for so long now. The burning sensation on her arm wasn't the only reason. Umbridge hated her. She abused her mentally and physically.

Tears rolled down her cheeks like a river, finally coming out after so long. And like it couldn't get any worse Draco Malfoy was right in front of her, and he saw her. He saw her tears and he heard her sobs.

"Don't you dare laugh at me, not this time, please" y/n begged, not even embarrassed about how pathetic it looked.

Y/n and Draco had a weird history. From the first day they met until now. It was an abnormal relationship. Of course y/n hated him like everyone else hates Draco Malfoy. And of course he hated her like Draco Malfoy hated everyone.

But there was this tension, an unexplainable one, the both of them never understood.

"What happened?" Draco asked by y/n her surprise.

"I- uh- I, Umbridge, she.." y/n stuttered confused while unconsciously rubbing her arm where Umbridge had harmed her.

Draco automatically looked at it and had a thoughtful look on his face. Then he saw the wound on her arm 'blood traitor'.

Without thinking he grabbed her arm, a shock of concern went through his body. He didn't know what happened to him.

"Are you okay?" he asked concerned.

Y/n was in shock, not knowing what to say. But she wasn't the only one confused because of his sudden concern, Draco was too. It was the first time he realized how vulnerable she was. He had the sudden urge to take care of her, to make sure she was okay.

It went as fast as his first time riding a broom. Out of the blue it was like his mission to make sure she was okay, to make sure she was safe. Even though he still had that primitive hate towards her.

"Sit down, I might know something" he promised.

Y/n sat down next to him, a tear still running down her cheek.

"Episkey" Draco whispered carefully with a wave of his dark colored wand. With his other hand he held her arm still. The soft and warm touch surprised her. She imagined them cold and harsh but his fingers were the opposite. Even his eyes were soft now, the cold grey was a little more warm and blue now.

The cuts in her arm healed. Not completely, you could still see a scar, but it didn't hurt any more. "Wow, thank you Draco" she whispered with a smile. For a moment Draco's eyes softened and he felt his body warm up when she said his first name. It was an unknown feeling to the Slytherin boy.

A moment of silence followed when they looked in each others eyes. But then they realized he was still holding her hand. They both let go awkwardly and the moment was over. Leaving both of them confused.

April 1995

Y/n was already getting tipsy. She poured another shot of firewhisky down her throat while laughing with Hermione. The music at the party was loud and made y/n even more dizzy.

"Mione, guess who was nice to me today, you'll never guess" I mumbled. Hermione was of course, taking this seriously. So she kept thinking and thinking, leaving y/n impatient. "Okay I'll just say it, it was Malfoy" she tells her eventually.

"The Draco Malfoy?" she mouthed confused. Y/n nodded. "He healed my arm after Umbridge's detention" y/n confirmed. Hermione's mouth hung open in response.

What y/n didn't know was that Draco was watching her from a distance, trying to figure out what the hell was wrong with him. He noticed how pretty she actually was. He spent the past 5 years despising the girl. From the day she called him 'a prick' until now, until he suddenly had this weird feeling. She looked hot, y/n was sexy. She had a nice ass, Draco noticed. He was a little drunk and that always made him horny.

"Okay, y/n. Believe it or not but Draco is checking you out" Hermione told y/n. She immediately turned around and saw Draco looking straight into her eyes now.

"I'm going to say hi, I think he wants me " y/n boasted full with confidence because of the alcohol. Draco was still watching her when she strode up to him. She stopped right in front of him and looked him up and down.

"Well well Draco Malfoy, you were checking me out, weren't you? You like my new dress?" she joked drunkly.

"You're drunk" Draco laughed. It made y/n furrow her eyebrows.

"I think you're drunk because you're actually laughing!" she answered mocking him. Draco smiled and took a closer look at the girl in the party lights. He never noticed her y/e/c eyes and her pretty lips. Oh how they would look so perfect wrapped around his co-

"LET'S DANCE!!!" y/n screamed, cutting off his daydreams.

Draco did something very surprising and followed her to the dance floor. Y/n swayed her hips to the music seductively, moving very very close to Draco. Of course she did that on purpose but she didn't want Draco to know.

When y/n turned around and rubbed her ass against his clothed cock, Draco was afraid he would cum in his pants already. He was used to be dancing like this at parties with girls, but this felt different. Draco tried to convince himself this was just because he was extra horny, but deep down he knew it was because of the girl in front of him.

Without thinking Draco turned her around again. He pressed y/n close to him and before he knew it their lips were pressed against each other.

Her soft lips moved slowly against his. Y/n grabbed his neck and pulled on his hair softly while Draco pushed her hips closer.

The kiss was heated and full of passion. A soft moan escaped her lips. Draco's erection appeared in his pants. Suddenly the boy realized the effect y/n had on him.

He couldn't let this happen. He couldn't ruin the reputation he worked on for years! So he searched all his willpower and pushed her away.

"What are you doing, stupid girl!" he screamed.

Y/n was surprised and a look full of hurt appeared on her face.

-

That night Draco was still horny. The mix of emotions was unbearable.

He didn't want to, but he had to.

So he pulled his pants down slowly, a big sigh left his mouth when his erection finally came free. Draco had never been this horny, especially not after hurting someone. Because he did hurt y/n, he knew that. But eventually this was normal, she wouldn't mind that much... She's used to him being like that. At least that's what Draco thought.

So he wiped the precum from is tip and sighed. Draco started to pump very slowly, a grunt of relief left his mouth.

He tried to come up with something else in his head, he tried really really hard. But the only thing that came up was how y/n danced against him, how sexy she was. He thought about her beautiful lips and how perfect they felt on his.

He imagined how it would feel if she was in front of him, pumping him slowly, with her innocent eyes locked with his. How her eyes wouldn't be leaving his, looking so so desperate for him.

He imagined how she then would put her mouth around his cock. Draco started to pump faster and faster. Because of his drunk state it felt almost real. Her warm pretty mouth...

Draco grunted loudly now, imagining how he would slap that ass of her, how he would completely destroy the girl. A soft moan left his mouth, he was imagining her boobs now. How they would bounce right in front of him.

His stomach began to tingle more and more. He was cumming very soon. His hips started to buck op when he imagined how he would just pound into her mercilessly. It was almost like he could hear her pretty moans and screams.

And with one last pump he came. Hard. Moaning her name when his head fell backwards.

He just laid there for a moment. Panting very loudly. He never came that hard.

Fuck Draco Malfoy, what's wrong with you, he thought.

November 1996

Being in 6th year for almost 3 months now, y/n and Draco only saw each other from a distance in the great hall. The only interaction they had were little glances and a lot of staring.

Y/n was still mad. How could that stupid fucking Slytherin boy just kiss her and talk to her like that and then leave and get mad?!

It was stupid.

It was stupid how sometimes their eyes met during dinner and how it made their hearts beat like crazy.

It was stupid how they still thought about each other every day because of just one stupid kiss.

February 1996

5 months later they finally talked again. Their anger towards each other was mostly gone now. It was time to call a truce now.

Y/n decided it had been enough of all this silliness. So when she bumped into Draco she decided to finally talk to him.

"Who do we have here" she tried sounding polite and playful.

"Hey" Draco said. It was now that y/n saw how tired he looked. All these months they had non-verbal conversations from a distance, but now she really saw him and how terrible he looked, almost ill.

"Draco, are you okay?" was the first question that came up in her mind to say.

Draco just nodded. The last thing he wanted was to show her how terrible he felt. His task, becoming a death eater,...

So he just decided to nod and walk away.

"Oh and sorry about getting mad at you last year" he said from a distance when he quickly walked away.

It left y/n worried and surprised. He apologized?

June 5, 1996

It was the last month of the school year. Y/n heard sobs when she walked past the prefects bathroom. Never had sobs been so recognizable. It was Draco. She knew that immediately. So she didn't hesitate to walk inside the bathroom.

Draco and y/n had been talking last months after all. What you can call talking. It were silly little talks and her friends even judged her for doing it. But the talks didn't really represent that much. Draco felt too bad and she wanted to ask what was going on but she couldn't.

The sight broke her heart. Draco looked at her with fearful eyes.

"Draco" y/n gasped "come here" was the only thing she said. The right words didn't come up in her mind so she just stepped closer to him.

She grabbed his back and pushed him in for a hug. Draco didn't fight it but also didn't hug back. He didn't know what to do. Only his mother hugged him. But y/n started to stroke his back and her smell was so comforting.

"It's okay Dray, you're safe with me" she whispered.

Draco felt calm now. After all those months he finally felt good. So he hugged her back and started to cry again.

"Yes Draco, you can let it al go now" she promised when Draco kept crying harder en harder finally feeling free and safe to let go.

They stayed like that for a while. When Draco calmed down completely he explained her everything and y/n listened. They talked for hours. He told y/n it was his birthday and no one said happy birthday to him today. After all the serious talk they even talked about more fun stuff.

Draco was happy. He hasn't been in years.

June 31, 1996

Believe it or not, but y/n was laying in Draco's bed. Summer was there and everyone was packing to go home for the break.

Y/n has been Draco's girlfriend for a few weeks now. It was a secret. She secretly came to his dorm every night and sometimes she stayed to sleep in his arms.

Y/n got to know the other side of Draco, a part she actually loved.

Draco got to know his own new side and still tried and struggled with being in a relationship now. But he was so so so in love, he realized that now.

His heart fluttered in his chest again when y/n snuggled her nose deeper into his shoulder, trying to be closer to him than before. She laid on him with the half of her body and stroked his arm lightly.

"So we're not going to see each other this summer?" she asked.

"We'll figure it out, I promise we'll see each other" Draco smiled while stroking her hair, making y/n shiver a little.

Y/n stroked up and down his chest now. "I want to try something before we leave, I want to have sex" she suddenly said.

"What?" Draco answered a little bit shocked. Not that he didn't want it he was just surprised.

"If-if.. if you don't want to it's okay, I don't know how experienced you are and..." y/n stuttered.

Draco laughed a little at the thought. She thought he didn't want this? He wanted this for so so so long now. "I want to, but we only have 15 minutes till the train leaves. And.. are you... are.. have you ever had sex before?" he asked getting nervous now.

"No, but I want you to take my virginity, did you do it before?" she asked interested.

"I'm not a virgin. No. But, you are, I don't want you to lose your virginity when we're rushed. We'll see each other this summer and I'll make it perfect, okay?" Draco assured her.

God how he wanted to fuck her there and then, destroy his little innocent girlfriend. But not when it's rushed.

Y/n looked disappointed and she really really was. It took her a lot of courage to ask this.

So Draco had an idea.

"But, I can do something else, if you trust me" he smiled while stroking under her skirt, going closer and closer to her pussy.

"You said we have only 15 minutes" she whispered with flushed cheeks.

"I can make you cum in less than that" Draco promised. Y/n bit her lip and nodded.

He started slowly stroking her clothed pussy now, making y/n gasp a little. Y/n still laid partly on him and her hand was on his chest. Draco had a perfect view on her face and she was so close, it was the perfect position.

"Do you touch yourself?" he asked while pushing her panties down very slowly, lightly touching her pussy now.

Y/n nodded while biting her lip to hold in the moans.

"You don't have to be shy princess, you can let it all out for me, okay? Now tell me what you think when you touch yourself" Draco asked huskily while drawing little circles on her clit now.

A soft moan left y/n her lips and her cheeks were already flushed. Her pussy already wetter than ever.

"I- I think about you, how you would touch me" she moaned. Draco answered with a soft moan too, not able to hold it in. He imagined how she would be thinking of him while pleasuring herself, and moaning his name.

He entered his finger slowly. Y/n gasped. "Draco" she moaned when he started to pump into her softly.

"Good girl" he praised.

"Go faster Dray, it feels so good" y/n moans.

Draco did what she told him and started to pump faster while adding another finger. "You're so tight for me baby, I can't wait to feel you wrapped around my cock this summer when I fuck you so hard" Draco grunts.

Y/n was a moaning mess now. His name left her mouth multiple times. Something he would remember for ever.

"God you're so fucking sexy y/n" he moaned. Draco was surprised how turned on this made him.

And then Draco stopped and pulled his fingers out.

"What are you doing?" she asked when Draco left her side.

"Can I do this?" he asked when going down with his mouth now very close to her pussy.

Y/n nodded eagerly.

Draco attached his soft lips to her clit, sucking on it gently. She was already very sensitive from before so a loud moan came out.

Draco started to suck harder and moaned on her pussy, sending vibrations that went through her whole body. Y/n automatically grabbed his hair and pulled harder than she meant to.

Draco absolutely loved it. It was the hottest thing ever to him, the way she moaned and how she pulled his hair but pushed him closer at the same time.

"I- I think I'm cumming Dray" she gasped.

"Yes, my good girl, cum for me" he whispered.

A loud moan of his name filled the room and her eyes scrunched shut. Y/n panted loudly. "God I think I saw the stars" she breathed.

Draco chuckled and came back up to her pulling her close to him like before. "Told you I could do it in less than 15 minutes" he joked.

"I'm going to miss you Draco" y/n said more serious now with a big frown.

"Me too. But we'll see each other again soon, I promise. I'll be showing you more than just the stars then, princess" he promised her, his heart full of love and joy. He placed a little kiss on her head.

She made a new Draco Malfoy come alive, but what they didn't know yet, is that it will get much much more difficult in the future...

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Okay so part 2 will have more (and better) smut in it, like promised, if you want the be tagged in it you can just fill in my taglist

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Kakashi and/or Yamato NSFW headcannons? I high key love ur blog btw 🥺✨❤

A/N: UHM YES LETS DOOOO THIS I LOVE YOU BTW AND THANK YOU!! <3 Yamato and Kakashi are like.. my favs. So thank you. I wrote for both of them!

Another side note: I decided to post some requests b4 my angsts bc Im almost done them and I can't neglect them anymore. I am the worlds biggest procrastinator, but I am trying my best.

✎ NSFW (Yamato, Kakashi)

Kakashi

I mentioned this before but both him and Yamato are touch starved. The only difference is that Kakashi needs it more. Like Yamato can control himself a little bit at least, but not Kakashi. Like if he’s gone on a mission longer than 3 days Kakashi is losing his mind.

Best horny Kakashi is horny Kakashi after reading his nasty books. Hands down. Man, it just gets him so worked up because he’s not imagining the characters in the books. Noooo. He’s imagining you and him.

Once when he was reading Icha Icha in bed he was reading a particularly nasty chapter I hope you know where this is going... Once the chapter was done he put the book down and looked over at you like all sly and shit. All the sudden he’s like “come sit on my face.” And the way he says it is so like.. idk how to describe it, but it’s like sly and cocky and curious all at once.

First time you ever sat on his face and it was the closest thing that you’ve ever gotten to heaven girl. Like you were seeing stars.

He’s into anything and everything tbh. Wants to try everything he reads in Icha Icha for himself. Which is amazing bc there’s always something new he wants to try. Everytime.

Loves pet names. Definitely calls you a whole dictionary full of them and they vary depending on what you two are doing exactly.

He likes giving oral a lot tbh. Like a lot a lot. It’s probably bc he knows he’s so damn good at it lmfoaoaoao. He’s read this stuff a hundred times over in his books, so he knows how his tongue should be moving and all that good stuff. Wants you to sit on his face all the time bc he likes how good it makes you feel. Also, likes when you are vocal.

Likes lingerie but he will have it off you in 0.5 seconds so he can drill your shit tbh. You’d have to swat his hands away from trying to peel them off, but you can’t keep them away for more than 5 minutes.

Such a tease. He won’t admit it, but he actually likes making you cry when you're getting it on lol. Just a little. It makes him feel like he’s living out a scene in one of his books and it makes him so much hornier. Like he’s probably denied you 10 times now and so you’re just a mess and he gets so carried away. But when he finally gives in it’s the best dick ever. Bye lol.

Will want to do sooo much nasty things in public. He’d actually be good at hiding what the two of you are doing though, for the most part. I don’t think he’d do anything super crazy though. Mostly things that work you up to get prepared for when you two go home.

Has definitely done it with you in a public washroom. Clamped his hand on your mouth so you wouldn’t get caught and girl he rocked your shit good.

Kakashi is both an ass and tits guy, but you know what he likes better? Thighs. Loves having them wrapped around him, straddling him, lol likes his face being between them and anywhere he can grip them tbh. Like even in public he’ll have a hand somehow on your thigh 24/7. Doesn’t matter if their chubby, small, whatever. He. loves. them. Also loves hips.

Doesn’t mind if you ever wanna take the lead. Go down on him after he comes back from a mission. Shower w him, take a bath with him, literally just do it. But take care of him good. He will repay you later.

I don’t think he’s loud. Probably likes giving you validation a lot, but you’ll only get some noises out of him. That doesn’t mean he isn’t enjoying himself bc he is, my goooosh he is.

However, after missions he’s just too tired to stop himself and he will get a lottt more vocal. Plus it’s his tired voice so it’s 10x more attractive. Lots of Groans.

So like I said, he may not be loud but look at his face. You can tell he’s enjoying himself by his facial expression. Like if his eyes are squeezed shut and his mouth is open slightly you are making him see stars. Or if he’s really focused and intent, that’s when he is doing something he just read about in one of his books and boy is he enjoying it. Orrr if hes got a cocky smirk that’s when you know he’s gonna tease the life out of you.

Has dealt with Naruto, Sakura, Sai and Sasukes attitude problems all day. So if you wanna try and give him some at home he will lack the patience. Will be so rough and you’ll like it, but it will hurt to sit down for a few days.

Has 0 self control if you wear skirts or dresses. Like he just wants to put his hands under it. You look so pretty in them too and he can’t stop staring. Has definitely left your skirt / dress on when he’s fucking you at least once.

CEO of making you blush. Gets you flustered all the time. He literally can never get enough of you. Sometimes you’ll just catch him giving you that stare. Or just like checking you out and you’re like: Kakashi we are in the middle of the village control yourself.

You really can’t get him to be jealous. You’ve tried everything and anything but he never gets riled up. He can make you jealous, but he doesn’t do it a lot. I think the only time you can really get him worked up like that is if you unintentionally make him jealous. If he knows you’re trying to, he won’t let it work. But if you don’t know it makes him so flustered. Like if you tell him you’re going on a 4 day mission with Yamato. He’ll be pissed lol. Why the fuck didn’t Lady Tsunade tell you two to go together?? Why you and tree boy?

Then all the sudden he’s making out with you in the middle of your kitchen. Muttering under his breath about how unfair that is. Like this man is gonna have to sit here for 4 days by himself while you’re out on a mission with Yamato?? Frustrated sex lol. Also will definitely leave hickeys. Have fun covering them up on your stupid 4 day mission with yAmATo. <3

Another thing; you’ve done it on every surface possible in your apartment. The kitchen table, the bathroom counter, the shower, every gosh darn wall. Probably even on a chair at your dinner table... What can I say. HES WHORE KNEE

Yamato

You will definitely be eachother’s first times. If you’re with him you’re with him for the long run. He isn’t gonna give himself to anyone like that. Nope, you’ll know you’re stuck with him once he starts to get intimate.

That being said, I don’t know why but I don’t think he’d be very self conscious about himself tbh. Like he’s touch starved as fuck already and so inexperienced so like.. now that he’s experiencing physical contact like he’s never had before my guy is short circuiting. Any touch from you feels wayyy to good for him and he could care a less about anything else when he gets going.

Also, he’s kinda loud - like not the type to scream lol but I mean like .. if you’re making him feel good (literally anything you do makes him feel good tbh), then you will know. Looots of groaning and grunts. Omggg and if he needs to keep really quiet he will probably muffle his moans by burying his face in your neck or tits lol.

I don’t think he’s the type to dirty talk too much or degrade at all. The only time he will really get into dirty talk, being rough and maybe some degrading is if you make him jealous. It only works if you use Kakashi for it and my god you’re asking for trouble if you do

Say something like “wow Kakashi you’re really strong,” or laugh at all his jokes and Yamato will seethe quietly. You’ve got to keep that up for a while to get him super worked up and when you do.. HE WILL DEFINITELY GIVE YOU SOMETHING TO CRY ABOUT.

When you get home he drilllls your ass girl. Like you’re all teary eyed because he’s been denying your orgasms and now he’s drilling you into the mattress oml. You’re like begging him and sobbing and he’s so fucking mad lol like he doesn’t care

“Stop crying. You thought everything Kakashi said was just so funny tonight, so go ahead and laugh, laugh like how you were laughing with him. Not so funny now is it?” “Think he can make you feel like this? Didn’t think so.”

Will feel so bad in the morning. Like he’ll actually feel so bad. Will make up for it in any way you ask him too. You liked it though and you riled him up on purpose, you won’t tell him though. You 1000/10 do it again. Kisses you all over to make up for it.

Everytime you do, you can’t look Kakashi in the eye for a good week bc you’ll only think of Yamato drilling your ass.

Praise kink 10/10. He will probably be so depressed and will lowkey cry if you degrade him. What he likes is praise. Fucking fuel that mans ego and be a vocal for him too ;) he likes knowing that he’s rocking your shit good.

CALL HIM CAPTAIN like he’s not really into being called sir or daddy or anything like that but my lord.. if you call him Captain.. ugh. It gets him everytime. Also darling too.

Uhm he realllyyy likes when you take care of him after missions. Especially if it’s a long mission or one with Team 7 because that shit stresses him the fuck out. He’ll have so much frustration he’ll need to get out by the time he comes home.

Perch your ass on the couch and wait for him. Bonus if you cooked him food first. Or if you wanna run a shower for him while he eats. He will insist you join him.

Also... He’s not slick at all when he introduces ideas like that, he probably says it bluntly like.. “y/n.. I really want to take a shower with you right now.” and his face would get all red too lol

But after some missions he’s just way too tired to fuck your ass up. This is usually like after most of his missions with Team 7. He will still somehow manage to be horny tho. Like he’s been gone for days and had to deal with moody teenagers the whole time and he would really love if you just sucked his dick rn. That always reallyyy gets him going. Probably will cum fast bc of how good it feels to him tho, but there’s a lot of it y’know. He’d also be loud too. Like too lazy to try and keep it down loud. Lots of groaning.

Like I said, he’s horny as fuck. Literally being around you just turns him on sometimes. Even at home. Like If you wear a tank top with no bra when you’re lounging around, he’s already horny. Short shorts? Hor-fucking-ny!! Sometimes he’ll get embarrassed and hide it from you, but let’s be real you feel the same way about him so it’s fine

Titty guy 100%. I’m sorry but like if you have big tits don’t expect him not to bury his face in them. Always gives them extra attention. Likes when your riding him and their bouncing. Wear Lacey bras, he loves them so much and he will keep them on the whole time so he can just admire it on you.

He doesn’t like the idea of doing anything in sexual in public. He has a reputation to uphold and he is not about to throw it out the window like that no matter how much he wants too. Its frustrating sometimes bc like you could be walking around the village together and he gets a good glimpse of your ass and now he’s thinking some nasty things. Then he’s got a really uncomfortable hard on to hide till you get home.

He gives you splinters by accident sometimes. Like idk how. Especially if youre sucking him off. His hands are gripping your shoulders and you feel a prick on your collarbone and you yelp. He’ll apologize profusely, but he can’t control it when he feels like this so it happens sometimes. You get used to it though. Won’t admit it but he doesnt even try to control it if his dicks down your throat bc.. when you yelp it feels reallyyy good.

I’ve always had a thing for Yamato.. so I kinda went off on this LOOL <3

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Fated

Pairing: Seungcheol x female reader

Genre: mafia/gang au, exes to lovers, action, slight smut

Warnings: cursing, fighting and stuff

A/N: Happy Seungcheol Day everyone! This is for our birthday boy~ I tried to keep it short but it got outta hand so whoops, strap in for the ride. Also, I'll really appreciate it if you took a minute to let me know what you thought about this cuz this took me a looot of time to write and my eyes and hands hurt really bad. Anyway enjoy!

Never in a hundred years did you expect to meet Seungcheol in the club your cousin had invited you all to. She had just returned from abroad and her wedding was taking place the next week hence it was a long awaited get together. Of course she had arranged it in one of the finest clubs in the city, the one you always wanted to visit but your regular plain desk job couldn't really afford.

You first took notice of Seungcheol when you were on your way back from the restroom, him sitting in the back, more secluded area of the club with a glass of whiskey in his hand. His eyes met yours and they went wide like saucers, a look of displease crossing his face, a rather exaggerated expression - you thought. Sure, you two were exes and went through a salty breakup but his expression was rude and brought back unwanted, sad memories. You contemplated on talking to him but he saved you from that. Standing up in a flash, he walked over to you and hissed, "What are you doing here?" His tone made your blood boil and your initial thoughts of being polite to him went down the drain, "Gee, Mr. Choi, I know I'm not someone your worthy but this is a public place and you don't own it!" You snapped at him. His eyes turned dark as he clenched his teeth and spoke, "For fucks sake, what the fuck are you doing here?" His eyes raked over your body covered in a snug deep wine colored dress.

"I'm here for shopping. Why the fuck would I be here Seungcheol?" You spat, clearly annoyed by his behaviour. Seungcheol let out a frustrated sigh, hands combing through his hair as he muttered curses under his breath.

"Listen, you shouldn't be here, Y/n", he spoke trying to calm down and held your arms. "Woah there, Choi, get your hands off me. Who are you to tell me where I should or should not be?"

Seungcheol looked like he could punch someone as he clenched his jaw tight and gave you a look that made your knees weak, "I'm not fucking around, Y/n, you should not be here."

"What the hell Seungcheol? What is your problem? I'm here to attend my cousin's party. And for the record, we're not together anymore so stop interfering in my life."

Seungcheol opened his mouth to speak, only to be interrupted by one of the suited men behind him who murmured something in his ear that only seemed to infuriate him. He turned towards you, "You- fuck, you should not be here. A deal is gonna go down here."

It took you a couple seconds to put two and two together and a sudden wave of agitation passed through you. You whispered, "You're kidding, right?"

Seungcheol was no ordinary man. He was tenacious and confident- too confident for someone who regularly killed people and ran his underworld business. You figured it out during the time you two were together and you didn't try to dig further for your own good.

"You have no idea what-" Seungcheol was interrupted when one of your cousins appeared out of the blue, "Hey Y/n! Where have you-" her voice trailed off when she saw you with Seungcheol and a smirk appeared on her face, "Oops, sorry, I'll leave you two to it." And as quickly as her came, she left, leaving a panicked you and an outraged Seungcheol. "Can you please explain what's going on?" You whispered to Seungcheol in hope of some enlightenment.

"They got Chan, okay? These mother fucking group of traffickers got Chan and asked for a ransom. They're now here for the money."

Oh no. Your heart sank at the mention of Chan's kidnapping, Seungcheol's younger brother. He was always a pleasure to spend time with when Seungcheol left for business for a long time. "That's bad," is all you could mumble as your mushed brain tried to decipher the situation. "Are you gonna give them the money?" Seungcheol scoffed, "Of course not. Those fuckers are long due for jail. Once I get Chan we're gonna blow out their brains."

You gulped. " It's too late to leave for us right?"

"Yes," Seungcheol replied, his lips forming a thin line. He looked past you, probably towards the entry of the bar and quickly shoved you away, "Go to your friends and stay put. When the firing starts hide behind the counter. Only try leave if there's no firing. Otherwise stay put, you hear me?" You nodded your head robotically, mind racing a mile a minute as you walked back to your cousins, trying to appear calm. Every nerve on your body was alert and goosebumps rose on your skin as you watched a man in a flashy white suit walk up to Seungcheol and his guards, followed by a disheveled looking Chan. You felt bad for him, seeing his normally lit face etched with exhaustion. You ignored the comments your cousins made about you and Seungcheol, waiting for things to start. You carefully looked over to the entrance of the bar and sure enough two tall men stood over there. You really had no way out.

And as expected, all of a sudden, loud gunfires echoed through the room followed by people screaming as you and your cousins quickly took shelter behind the bar counter.

"Oh my god what the fuck is happening?"

"Y/n what the hell is your ex doing?"

"You never told us he's a gangster or shit."

You ignored your cousins rather untimely interrogations thinking of a way out. The bar was a mess, broken glass pieces everywhere, the people who came to enjoy all crouched down covering their heads. You heard continuous gunfires, people groaning and bodies slumping on the floor which only made your cousins voice their panic more.

"Shit we're gonna die."

"My wedding is next week, fuck."

Your eyes peered over to the entrance which was now not occupied by any threating looking men as they were busy fighting. You all could've gotten out if it weren't for the continuous firings.

You and your cousins held your breath for a few moments until a particularly loud firing was heard followed by the sound of breaking glass. You spied from behind the counter to see Seungcheol dropping down on the floor with a groan and Chan's scream of his brother's name.

Shit. Seungcheol was shot.

Chan seemed furious, no more exhaustion on his face as he lunged for the man in the flashy white suit and hitting him square in the jaw.

"Guys, now's the chance, get out of here. Go, go."

"What the fuck Y/n? Don't tell me you're gonna stay here."

"We're not leaving you to die in the middle of a crossfire."

"No, guys, I'll be fine. Seungcheol's shot."

"What? I thought you guys weren't a thing anymore-"

"Please, get your asses outta here if you don't wanna die."

Despite their will you pushed your cousins towards the exit with a promise of calling them as soon as you could, while they called you names to point out your less than smart decision and of course your never leaving feelings for Seungcheol. As soon as they were out the door, you rushed over to Seungcheol who sat against the wall, jaw clenched as he held onto his shoulder.

"Y/n what the fuck? Get out of here- why the fuck- ugh, dammit."

"You're shot Seungcheol, maybe stop talking" You applied pressure to his bloody shoulder while Chan who sat atop of the man in the flashy white suit and twisted both his hands back and gave you an incredulous look, "Y/n? Wha- uhm, I thought- you two broke up...?"

"Uh...it's a.... coincidence, I guess. I think we need to get your brother to a doctor, you know" You murmured.

"Yea right," Chan agreed and handed his hostage over to Seungcheol's guard not before punching him in the lower stomach. "I'd kill you but that'd be a mercy. You deserve to suffer, you son of a bitch."

He helped Seungcheol to stand up with you as you both gently took him out of the club and into his limousine, all the while Seungcheol saying that he was alright.

The car ride to his place was quick but silent, except Chan who sat beside the driver once spoke to let you know that it was good to see you. Seungcheol rested his head on your shoulder as he let out uneven breathes and you applied pressure to his wound.

"I guess you... really... can't escape...fate, huh?" He whispered and you frowned at him. "What do you mean?" You asked him but he only replied with a chuckle, his body getting heavier against yours. Your heart ached for the man. You were never over him, you knew that deep down. Hell, your cat even knew that.

Seeing Seungcheol's large mansion again brought back sad memories but you couldn't really focus on them. His servants rushed Seungcheol into the small infirmary of the house where a doctor was waiting.

You stayed outside, anxiously tapping your foot against the marbled floor while quickly typing a message to your cousin letting her know you were okay before putting your phone on mute.

The family doctor appeared with good news, saying his wound wasn't that bad and only a few stitches had it covered. While Seungcheol was transferred to his bedroom, Chan called you to the large dining hall to offer you a glass of water.

"Are you gonna stay the night? Should I set up a room for you?"

"Uh, um, no maybe I'll stay by Seungcheol's side," you replied, avoiding eye contact.

"Sure," was all he said as a smirk took over his lips. We're you really that obvious?

It was past 12 when you decided to peek into Seungcheol's room, after you stole a pair of night suit from his closet which was uncomfortably large for you. You sat by his bed, taking in the way he looked while sleeping. His injured shoulder was casted in a sling and his hand rested over his naked chest. Small scratches were painted over his chiseled face and you lightly stroked them. You relished the bittersweet memories you had with him in this room, from all the romantic nights to the fights. Before you knew, you were asleep.

You woke up to Seungcheol's hand softly stroking your cheek. Your eyes met his and warmth spread on your cheeks. You looked at the clock. It was almost four.

"How do you feel?" You croaked, sitting up from the stool by his bed.

"I'm good." Seungcheol was a strong man. You knew his body had gone through a lot and judging by how he looked, you took his word for it.

"You stayed," he whispered. His face was illuminated by the moonlight coming from the open balcony doors, the face of an angel. You only nodded, transfixed by his beauty, hoping he couldn't see your embarrassed face. "What did you mean by that? The thing you said in the car," you spoke and Seungcheol carefully sat up. He sighed and leaned against the headboard before meeting your eyes. He looked...pained. "I'm sorry."

"What?"

"I never broke up with you because you weren't enough. You were more than anything I ever wanted. I broke up with you because...I was...scared." He swallowed. "Things were not really going according to my plan back then and...this mother fucking gang was threating to harm you. I... couldn't let that happen, Y/n, so...I broke up with you."

You stare at him, incredulous. "You...you have some serious issues, Choi Seungcheol." You whispered. Seungcheol chuckled softly, " You- you mean the world to me. I was so scared something would happen to you if you stayed with me. I know I made an awful decision and I said awful things to you-"

"No shit, Seungcheol, your words weren't exactly the most helpful for my already insecure self." You spat.

"I know, and I'm so, so sorry." He sighed, his head dropping down, "What happened yesterday only proved that I really can't escape fate."

"So you are saying we are fated to be together?"

"Aren't we? I mean, look at us."

You laughed softly before saying, "I'm still mad at you, you know." Seungcheol smiled at you as he took your hand and planted a soft kiss, "You can take out all your anger on me if that means you're gonna give me another chance."

"I'll...have to think about it," was your reply even though you knew your answer. "That's great. That's more than I deserve." Seungcheol mumbled. "Can I hold you?" He softly asked. You scooted closer to him, careful to avoid his injured shoulder as he passed his other hand around your waist. His faces inches away from you, he spoke, "You are the most beautiful thing that happened to me, Y/n and I'm sorry I let you down like that. I promise you, if you give me another chance I'll make it all up to you. I'll make you the happiest woman alive. Come back to me, baby."

You gulped feeling emotional as you replied, "Okay but you need to get well first you know." Seungcheol's eyes bored into yours, his chocolate orbs getting more intense by the seconds before he pressed his lips to yours. The kiss was soft and short before he pulled back to assess your reaction. When you didn't resist, he pulled you in for a messy, hot kiss that left tingles all over your body. Before you knew it, you were in his lap, tugging at his hair as he nipped across your neck and shoulders. There was no way this wasn't gonna end up with you underneath him if you didn't stop him. "Seungcheol...stop it. You're hurt."

"I could have half of my body ripped open and still not resist you baby, you are divine."

"Uhm, that's concerning but okay. Why don't we get some sleep now?" You pulled back from him and a pout took over his face.

"You are seriously not thinking about having sex right now, are you?"

"Why not? It has been so long and I miss you."

"I get it horny boy but no. How about we cuddle now and when you are fully healed you can keep me in your bed all day."

A devilish smirk took over his face that made you squirm, "Is that a promise sweetheart?"

You nodded shyly before gently lying on his uninjured arm and wrapping a hand around his torso. Damn, it felt good.

Seungcheol kissed the top of your head as you snuggled closer. He whispered, "Promise me you'll stay."

"I will," you smiled.

"Unless my cousins find my location and drag me out of here tomorrow."

#seventeen #seventeen fic #seventeen imagines #seventeen scenarios #seventeen au #seventeen fanfic #svt imagines #seventeen fluff #seventeen smut #seventeen angst #svt angst #svt fluff #svt smut #svt scoups #svt seungcheol #choi seungcheol #seventeen seungcheol #seungcheol imagines #seungcheol scenarios #seventeen drabbles #kpop imagines #kpop drabbles #kpop fanfic #kpop smut

[bangtansfavwriter]

🌷hobi having a crush on you 🌷

-hobi and you were inseparable, and when I say inseparable I mean it

-he introduced you to all of his friends and everyone knew you guys became a package deal

- he loooves spending time with you , which would already be a dead giveaway bc hobi's a really social guy, so him choosing to spend his time with you so often would already say a lot

-very playful and spontaneous, looots of laughter together

-you guys' favourite thing to do together would be karaoke and the two of you would put some singers to shame bc singing - check - dancing - audience wildin' and partying to you two - check bc the whole neighbourhood knew you by now and people would leave their own booth at the bar to come and watch you two (which would turn to spontaneous parties that would be absolutely legendary (and the place would be so packed that even dispatch would be like fuck no we ain't goin in))

-you'd come to watch bts' dance practices sometimes and just sit there and watch this completely different side of hobi come out

- he dances with such a passion that you can't do anything but watch him in awe, completely enthralled by the way he moves

-this was also something that made you fall for him slowly, you loved the fact that he was absolutely passionate about everything he does and puts his energy in

-and you admired him so much, bc he was still humble about his talent & also this innate ability to light up every room he walks in

- you almost felt like icarus trying to bask in the sun and sometimes felt like your feelings for him may get you too close and you would get hurt

-and whenever you would get into that mood, it would be hobi himself to snap you out of it, unknowingly

"hobi, there's no reason for me to come to the christmas party, you guys are like family, why would i be there?"

"nonsense, you're family, too. i want you to be there." ---and that's it, that's how he handled your moods, he always made you feel cherished and most importantly loved--

- he would play with your hair a lot and would be very touchy in general, the supreme method to shut down hobi.exe would be playing with his hair, he'd legit lay down and and go quiet, but chances are he's gonna fall asleep (and boy would he get cranky when you wake him up)

- he'd love to make you laugh and sing lil songs and do lil dances for you when you would make tea or something ("look it's y/n, making tea for mee, hobiii~, this sure looks like chamomile, chamomile is just my style, my legs are so sore, I'm gonna go lay on the floor..."*his voice fades* - "u ok there hobi?" - *weak* "no..") [btw chamomile tea helps with sore muscles ☺️]

- his spontaneous dances would be the best, he'd drop it to maluma and lowkey get emotional when you'd turn on some flamenco songs ("y/n, i should be a flamenco dancer, this music speaks to my soul" - "whatever you say, horacio" )

- he would sometimes give you very obvious signals:

"oh we're both wearing jean jackets, almost like a couple look hmmm~~~"

"you cooked for me ?? caring for me, like we're a couple hmmm~~~"

"look at us sharing our drinks like we're a couple hmmm~~~"

-and tbh, you guys would be the couple that has no idea that they're a couple bc you never truly established something along that lines

-but you truly liked him, after all, he's mr sunshine, with the most generous heart and boy's got the prettiest side profile you've ever seen (you knew you were whipped when you went for drinks with a friend and ended up being an emotional drunk who gushed about hobi's lil nose)

-hobi always gets shy when u praise him and you're like "BOI I CAN DO THIS ALL DAY LONG" and he'd go "noooo stop" and backflip to the other side of the room bc he got shy again but he secretly loves it (honestly, it would lift his entire mood, to a hyper extent.... one day you didn't have the time to stay for their dance practices and met hobi shortly before they started, to say bye and such, and you encouraged him to be strong, bc you knew how tough the new choreography was, and told him "you, horacio, dancing king of my heart, can do this, now go prove your title or I won't make you any pancakes for a week" and he SCREAMED in joy & spun you around like 3 times and sprinted to the practice room, you got one (1) single text from jin at 02.17 am, which you opened, confused at hell, it just said: "idk what you said to hobi before practice but you owe me a spa weekend for the muscle pain i have rn")

-but hobi is only human too, he also gets into low moods, which you help him through by simply not going anywhere even when he detaches himself from you and everyone else for that matter

-you knew he had to recharge and gave him some space without entirely distancing yourself from him ofc, you guys would still text tho from time to time

-you knew that he had practice again and one day you stopped by with some food you prepared for him and gave it to a staff member to pass it to hobi, bc you didn't want to intrude, and hobi would text you back a pic of the empty lunch boxes you packed for him with a caption like this: "👼🏻👼🏻👼🏻👼🏻💗💖💝💓💞💕🙇🏻‍♂️🙇🏻‍♂️🙇🏻‍♂️" (hobi talk for "you are and angeeeel, i loooove you & thank youuu") and you were happy with yourself and happy for hobi bc you knew this would cheer him up

-he came over to yours like 2 days later and your heart ached a little bc he was obviously exhausted but still shot you a smile when you opened the door

- you pulled him inside and hugged him, neither of you spoke a word, hobi just sighed and buried his face in your neck

- he came inside and you made tea for the two of you and prepared some snacks too and you caught him looking at you a few times, but his gaze was different... you couldn't quite pinpoint what it was and just thought that's it's probably just random and that he's tired, since he also didn't speak a lot that evening.. anyway you chilled in front of the tv and had a night in, which he gladly accepted because his legs were so sore he wasn't even sure if he could leave your place in first place

-so you spread out on one sofa, while hobi layed down on to the other one

-whenever you weren't looking, hobi stared at you with the most smitten look on his face, especially when you'd giggle about some scene in the movie you were watching, and unable to contain his feelings for himself, he'd flat out tell you:

"you know, if there wouldn't be a risk of me face-planting onto the floor, I'd be on that couch and kiss you"

- he couldn't quite tell if his words made your face go red or if it was bc of your near-death experience after choking on your nachos when korea's dancing king told u he wants to smooch

(-"you ok now ?"

"yeah, alive and kicking"

"good bc- don't eat that now- I have plans for us 👀"

"maybe I do too 👀👀"

" 👀👀👀")

however, you decided you should talk this out when both of you were less tired

- but you didn't... bc hobi was busy again

- days had passed and hobi didn't say a word which was really disheartening for you bc after that kiss-statement you really thought you would finally clarify what was going on between you two and talk about dating and stuff, so you mustered all your courage and texted him: "hey, i know ur busy and all, which is why im gonna keep it as short as possible.... hoseok, i wanna talk about what you said to me the other day and i know this could potentially change our friendship forever, but i liked you for a while now and I wanna now if you were just joking around back then or if u actually were serious"

-the next hours would be absolutely agonizing for you bc deep down you truly feared that this may ruin your friendship with him, but you needed clarity, even though it was really clear that he liked you, but you weren't sure how and asked yourself if you may have read too much into his actions and words.... you threw your phone on your bed and tried keeping yourself busy with something that would keep you from looking at your phone. you failed miserably tbh and you were contemplating deleting the text the entire time... "this is so stupid, I can't risk this..." you thought and were about to open the messenger to delete your text, when you saw that he texted back....: "you never call me hoseok" (you had to took deep breaths to calm yourself down or you would probably have stormed into bighit and throw your phone at him)

- you: "this is really all you have to say ???? "

and he texted back shortly after and you were like oohhh, im gonna grill jung hoseok now

him: "well you never call me hoseok, so I guess this is very serious to you"

you: "yeah NO SHIT sherlock, i confessed my feelings for you and this is how you answer me ?????

him: "im serious too, don't be like that!"

you: "well how tf should i know if you're serious or not??"

him: "you could open your door and find out"

-to use the word "dumbfounded" for how you felt the second you read that would be the understatement of the century, you threw your phone away and bolted to the door

-and there he was.. standing there and smiling at you as radiantly as ever

- he held a plush in one hand and playfully waved at you with the other the other, in which he was holding his phone. he gave you the plush and laughed at you bc you still were completely baffled, but you started laughing too

- you: mang beats any flower anyways.. (you took the mang plush and put it on a rack by the door)

him: yup! and why buy flowers when you have me? *does the flower pose*

- you: you're unbelievable, jung hoseok

him: ohh full name now, it's getting very serious ~

you: stop teasing!!

-you felt that you were blushing and turned away from him, still unable to hide your smile. hobi laughed while he quickly stepped through the doorway, just in time to grab your wrist and make you face him again. "look at us, y/n, playfully bickering like a couple hmm~~", he said and gave you a smirk that made your knees weak, but you'd be damned if you'd show him that. So you looked him straight into his eyes with a cocky smile and asked: "anything you wanna ask me, jung hoseok?"

"you don't even know what you do to me with that smile of yours, sweetheart..."

"answer the question, jung hoseok."

"look at us us, flirting like a couple hmm~~"

(you didn't even notice how close you two were standing until there were only a few inches between your lips and his)

"I'm waiting", you whispered.

"i really think... ", he began and gently cupped your face meanwhile... "i really think that we should be a couple" he said and finally closed the little space which had remained between your lips.

#bts fluff #bts fanfic #bts headcanons #bts fic #bts scenarios #bts imagines #hobi scenario #hobi fluff #bts hobi #bts jhope #jung hoseok #hobi x reader #hobi x you #jhope scenario #jhope fanfic #jhope fluff #this is an horacio enthusiasts exclusive #hobi having a crush on you #bts having a crush on you #mine

[arcadequeerz]

WS AU Henry, Human/prestudio WS Sammy, N WS AU Linda!

>Picrew<

-Lil Facts!-

Henry bi transman! his pronouns r he/him!

Sammy prestudio is in the closet,  but they’re queer! Gender? Sexuality? They’re queer. Their pronouns r He/They/She Sammy is also Autistic!

Linda is Queer amab nonbinary!!! Her pronouns r she/her or they/them. Her n Henry get married a bit after his quite from the studio.

uUUH post studio after Henry n Sammy escape- they are together, n eventually Sammy, Henry n Linda r all together n In Love polyam rights!!!!!!!! Sammy gets: a lovely Husband and darling spouse who love them very much. She also feels safe enough, n trusts the two them enough to come out to them!!! They love her v mch.

-Prestudio Sam doens’t actually have the tail or ears its just relevant to the au, n also- is cute. d:>c They usually keep her hair up in a ponytail, n Linda does as well. Sammy’s 6′4, Henry’s 5′4 and Linda’s 5′10

>uuuuh rly shitty basic summary of the au<

(me n my friend Kit @apxlllo(who works on the au with me, and has written so mch Lovely stuff for the au) do plan to write up a proper post/more detailed summary on the au soon hopefully!, this is just a v basic barebones summary of the au I wrote up- A looot of stuff has been left out, this is just a gist of things! We also hav a doc for au stuff tht I hope to eventually try n get organized at Some point tht I’ll Post whenever its done)

To Sum things up in Short: Sammy after being killed by Bendy after having tried sacrificing Henry, comes back, crawling out of the ink puddles only to get captured by Alice/Susie. Their dragged back to her lair and once there she decides to make use of him, and starts to rip him open, pull his insides out and pull him apart to turn him into another of her monsters- She removes his insides, and starts to replace them with Butchered Boris guts, and she starts to notice how his body is reacting to it- absorbing the ink and she finds that Very interesting. When she’s finished with this- done Torturing him basically, prodding his insides and pulling them apart, she sews him back up before injecting some of her own ink into him, Which links the two of them which in turn means she can Control/Influence them in a sense. After this is done to him- He ends up transforming into a big Inky weremonster(Who I call Were-Sammy) for the first time, the process is..Extremely painful, and she watches it happen, smiling the entire time.

Oh he’s simply PERFECT, She can definitely use him to her advantage..he’d make a perfect monster for her. Initially though, His form is quite unstable, which causes him to erratically turn back and forth(which is very painful mind you-) so while she’s fine tuning him, working on her newest monster, Henry continues to be her lil errand boy. 

Until, Sammy is finally acting like she wants.

She can force him to turn into his wereself whenever she wishes him to, and his first order is to kill that Animator running around HER studio- She sends him after Henry, fully expecting him to come back covered in his blood, or at least carrying his Corpse, but instead, he comes back, tail between his legs, having not been able to kill Henry(there’s more to this in the au but!), She’s quite mad at him for this. Forces him to turn back to himself, far faster then Normal, leaving him a melted mess on the floor as she shouts at him about how she wants Results- and if she doesn’t get them she might just have to pull him open again- he begs her not to, he can kill them- He swears, She just says she wants results, she wants him dead, and she wants it Now- Before he can react. She’s forcing him to turn again, And sets her monster off back on their goal to kill Henry.

She keeps sending him after Henry- But he keeps coming back empty handed every time which just enrages her more with each time, Making her lash out at him, He’ll turn back and she’ll immediately force him to turn again, and when their too weak for that, she lets him have a Little rest, which just consists of him locked in a single room, chained to a wall so he can’t escape, before she decides he’s rested enough, and walks into the room to drag him out to force him to turn again. In the beginning, Every time she’d open the door, he’d scream, beg her not to, struggle against her, kick and scream but after a while he just, Stopped trying. There was no reason to delay the inevitable. there was no stopping it. So he gave up Fighting it, or trying. 

Eventually, At some point while Hunting Henry she turns back, and Henry finds them. He’s immediately concerned, He wants to help them, tries to approach him but he just screams at him to get the fuck away from him- to just leave him, to get Away from them- Because his wereself..Doesn’t really LIKE Henry all that much- because he’s the reason their ‘Angel’  is so cruel and awful to them- He manages to convince Henry to leave him, fighting back his wereself to keep himself from changing, which lets Henry get away as he finally can’t hold it back anymore. Henry runs away, as he hears Sammy’s screaming, the sound of bone breaking, and at that moment he realizes the new Monster Alice made is Sammy- He decides then he needs to save him, to get him away from Alice.

After that Henry has two goals, One: Save Sammy, and Two: Escape the studio with him. At some point Henry is able to get Sammy away from Alice- n then the two are working together/sticking together to get out of the studio, While dealing with the hassle of Sammy just, randomly turning into his wereself, and the problems with himself being a big Inky weremonster. Also in the process of this...The two get close, end up falling for each other, In the beginning of Sammy realizing he’s falling for Henry, he tries Desperately to convince himself he hasn’t, he doesn’t love him, and tries to lie to himself that he Doesn’t, There’s no happy endings here, he shouldn’t- but he can’t lie to himself, for the first time in so long, he has Hope, He feels hope because Henry assures him they’ll get out of here, that they’ll escape- Together- and truly, for the first time it feels so possible, Henry is so caring to him- he’s so kind to him- He can’t lie to himself that he hasn’t fallen for Henry, that he doesn’t Love him- even if he does try telling himself that in the beginning.

Henry feels the same, He loves Sammy so much and he’d do anything for him- he means the world to him, and he’s the reason he keeps fighting to get out, to get him out of there, to be free, as well as to see Linda again- but he fights for them both to get out of this inky hell, Together- he won’t leave without him.

The two become very close, become much more then just companions or friends, ending up together, and eventually they DO escape the studio: Together, and live with Linda at her and Henry’s home. After being there for a bit, Linda and Sammy grow close, end up falling in love, and all three of them are together and love one another very Much- Linda and Henry? Love their amazing inky wife so Much, and Sammy loves them too, he’s never felt so happy- and so Full of love as she does now with them- they mean the world to him and she is so thankful to have them in his life, and get to wake up every morning to them both.

BUT- YEAH! This is the gist of the au- i left out a lot of like specific Scenes in the au, like Before Sammy and Henry leave the studio- Susie/Alice is killed, that’s a big scene in the au- amongst stuff tht happens with Bendy once outside the studio- buuut YEAH- that’s the gist of the au HGDHHGSH Sorry if this is poorly written- or a mess, I do plan to work wqith kit to get a better post on the au up eventually, and plan on organizing the au doc to share soon! Eventually there will be drawings of the lads- Eventually, especially Inky Sammy- There are drawings of Were-Sam you can find on my blog though if you go looking. THOUGH- Here’s a description of Were-Sam, 

Were-Sammy stands about 8, almost 9ft tall, His body is a dark black color that shifts between darker shades of black(this color shifting is quite slow usually, so it isn’t Too noticable), and is covered in melty, inky fur. The fur is soft, but Also melty n he has ink kiind of melting off of him. His hands are semi paw like with sharp claws and his feet are half melted paws. He has a long melty tail covered in melty black fur, the underside of the tails fur is longer/meltier. His ears are long, wide at the base and thinner towards the ends of them. He has long sharp canine like teeth. and his eyes are piecut, a glowy amberish red, and ink of the same color is constantly melting down from his eyes down his face. His inky fur is thicker/longer around his neck and down his back along his spine. Body wise? He’s muscular but also kiinda chubby. I’m not very good at describing body types so forgive me 😔.

n a lil bit on were-sammy specifically:

Were-Sammy is very affectionate to both Linda and Henry and love them both very much, he’s a big Lovable fool, jus a big Puby. Sometimes when Sammy turns, He’s just themselves, other times their far more wolf then herself. Were-sammy is very nice to them both- very lovable and very protective. He is...good sweet lad, and Linda and Henry lov their big Monster Husband so much. Were-sammy? Good boy. Also due to being a weremonster, Sammy does have his more monstery traits come out when he isn’t even in their wereform! Such as: Howling(both Linda and Henry find it great fun to howl to try and get Sammy to- They do not appreciate it), growling, whining, n at times acting Kiiind of like his wereself, one specific thing is: when Linda or Henry come home from being out- she gets SO HAPPY AND EXCITED TO SEE THEM- Immediately has to get up and rush over to the door to greet them and hug them- He’s very affectionate, and snuggly! He does have a ‘half’ form he will occasionally shift into, Which is pretty much him gaining his claws, sharper teeth and his ears n tail, as well as gettin Kinda fluffie(aka getting some of his fur, specifically going down his back- Soft), In his half form they tend to act more of their wereself at times- and are very excitable!!! jus...good puby..

#Were-Sammy AU #I am mch too nervous to put this in the fandom tag nbnfhngh bYUT HHH YEAH #This au means a l;ot to me. i hav sm fun babbling bout it with my friemd kit!!! he was n is a big help with workinb on the au with me! d:"D #he's the reason i asctuslly did more ewith thr au!!!! he's written tons oif lovely stuff for the au n he's made ws bendy #easily one of my fave au bendys(up there with ss bendy) #HHTHJRFHG D O LET ME KNow if u like the au............i weuld like to hear wht u giys think #MGHHGDG SHY BOUT sharing my au stuff HGBHFHGVG #ENJOY THO GMFMHDHG #I rly love ws au sammy- they mean sm to me now d:> i lov thm............ #SORRY IF THIS POST IS. A MESS.

[icharchivist]

i just finished the summer troupe arc and I’m buzzing ahhh tenma’s entire arc!! wow!! and then when he goes and just nails it on closing night... love that for him!! also I literally screamed w/ yuki’s thank you at the end bc like. when I first watched the water me! play I was like “aw I kind of wish we could’ve seen something like a genuine thank you at the end” and then when it Actually Happened my heart just about stopped. i think also that like this arc was more super focused on one character rly growing and developing? like other characters had their moments and such but like tenma had like a whole story going through like the whole thing. i think it works super well bc spring troupe kinda like established the conflict and the struggle already so like the stuff is different now? which is like... obviously that’s good. anyways im so hype for autumn troupe! omi seems like a sweetheart + super excited for juza. and I want to know like. what the fuck is up with banri lol.... like my impression of that but was that im p sure juza was literally just watching some theatre. and then banri just walked up like “pokemon trainer rules. our eyes met so we’re gonna fight” ahhh I’m so excited to know what’s going on lol

AAHH WELCOME WELCOME!!!

God the Summer chapter made me such a mess when i first read it, their growth!!! gaaah so good!!

And yes!!! Tenma’s entiere arc was so beautiful!!! Like yeah he started as a prick but the story gives you all the reasons why he’s like that while also showing you how much he can grow with a little push if he just opens up to others a little and im HHHHHHHH Tenma... Tenma... crying over Tenma hours....

AND RIGHT GODD THAT YUKI THANK YOU WAS SO GOOD. Closing night for Water Me was honestly the best thing ever i’m still crying over it. Like it’s esp amazing compared to the previous nights and basically the “we are all covering for you Tenma” that lead Tenma to just. go. “so i’ll show everyone what your greatest strength are” especially with how he was so quick to belittle them when he met them.... good lord i have tears just thinking about it, like, it’s even more glaring when it comes to how he treated Muku and how Muku grew too and HHHHHH summer troupe feelies.

But yeah you’re also right. Tbh i do think the first Spring Chapter was a little simpler, mostly because it was already heavy with the base threat that was the theater closing so they couldn’t clog too much conflict in it at first. (though Itaru almost leaving... that bastard... *waves fist to sky*). In the end Spring mostly focused in the group dynamic than on one character especially.

Meanwhile yeah, Summer had a looot of focus on Tenma, but it’s also bc as a leader the fact he didn’t start out too well (compared to Sakuya who had problems being confident enough to speak up, Tenma was just. Not really helpful at first, until he learnt how to) meant there was more focus on his growth. 

I do think also just in general especially when the troupes are just formed they have to rely on their leaders a lot as they’re kinda the ones giving you the idea of what each troupes are supposed to bring, and how their growth is having a positive impact on the rest of the troupe to encourage their growth. 

Either way, not to be too annoying about the events (i totally am too annoying dfhd) but the events are like 11 episodes long so they’re quite short but they generally focus on two characters (still the rest have important stuff to do but generally you watch out who are the two who are Getting Development This Time), and when it comes to the play events, it generally focus on who is the lead and who is the co-lead as well as their dynamic.  so it’s also why i kinda bitch about the fact the events are so hard to unlock if you haven’t unlocked them back when they came out because each events really dive in a little more in each characters. (vague exemple: Misumi backstory is in his event). So Main Plot Stories generally try to focus a bit on every troupe’s members with generally more focus on their leaders, especially to highlight the troupe’s dynamic, and the events allow for more in depth characterization of others characters. (that and the backstages ofc)

(so yeah my offer to give you a recording of the events once you’re done with chap 4 is still up - might even give you some laid back reading with no stress while unlocking act 2)

ANYWAY NEXT ON IS AUTUMN.... That’s gonna be something.

OMI... YEAH... Juzaaaaaaa... even Banri..... aaaahhh i love them...

and then banri just walked up like “pokemon trainer rules. our eyes met so we’re gonna fight” 

Most accurate description of Banri i’ve ever seen and you’ve barely met him this is fantastic DLKFJDLFKD

I hope you’ll enjoy the ride at least ;O

I’m so glad you seem to have liked Summer that much!! I hope you’ll get to enjoy more and more as it goes!

Take care and good luck and i’m always available if you need to ramble ;O

#aaah it makes me so so so so happy aaaaaa #ichafantalks a3 #sonnets-of-beauty #ichareply

[vangoghmusings]

starving artist | shota aizawa x reader

A/N: hello!! this is chapter four of “starving artist”!! i upload primarily on wattpad (@/vangoghpoets) but i update here as well!! this chapter is a bit long but i think its good one :)) i hope you enjoy!! 

playlist  chapter three | chapter two | chapter one | prologue

The day of planning Midnight’s birthday party had finally come. A honk was heard from outside your home, signaling it was time to go. You grabbed your purse and hurried out to see Hizashi and Shota sitting in what was most likely Hizashi’s car (since the license plate was “YEAHHHH”). You hopped into the backseat.

“Hey y/n! You ready to shop until your DROOOP?!” Hizashi turned to look back at you, an excited grin plastered across his face. You laughed and nodded, reciprocating the excitement with a closed eye smile.

“Yes! Today is going to be so fun! Oh! I forgot I made these for you guys!”

You opened your purse and pulled out a brown paper bag, holding two perfectly made blueberry muffins. Hizashi’s eyes widened at the sight.

“Oh, HELL YES!” He grabbed Shota’s shoulder’s shaking him awake from his short-lived nap. “Y/n is the BEST and made us muffins Shota!”

Shota grumbled and rubbed his eyes.

“Gimme one,” He mumbled tiredly.

Hizashi nodded and plopped the muffin in his hand, and then devoured his own shortly after.

“FUCK y/n, these are heavenly!” Hizashi moaned while chewing.

“You sound perverted,” Shota scolded him. Hizashi rolled his eyes.

“Not my fault y/n managed to turn the pleasure of sex into an orgasmic muffin,” Hizashi replied, pinching his fingers together and kissing them. “Muah! Mamma mia these are good muffins!”

You laughed at his reaction, “I’m glad you guys like them. But! We are burning daylight and need to start shopping!”

Hizashi nodded and wiped his hands on his jeans before grabbing the steering wheel.

“TO PARTY CITAYYYYY!”

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The three of you walked through the aisles of Party City, trying to agree on a cohesive theme. Soon enough the cart was filled to the brim with party supplies.

You turned to Aizawa, “Shota, you’ve been awfully quiet, is there anything else you think we should get?”

He blinked, leaving his daydream.

“Hm? Sorry, I’m a bit tired. But I think we have enough things.” He looked down at the cart.

The truth was, Shota was only a bit tired, but that was not why he kept dazing away. His mind had been replaying the events of the previous days in his head. The way you looked so ecstatic when you talked about your art. How even when you were covered in paint you were still beautiful. He’d practically made it a part of his routine to check on you at the end of the workday. He’d find you in the same spot, sitting in the courtyard, sketching the students with focus. He couldn’t comprehend why you wouldn’t leave his head, especially the feeling of when his hands were wrapped around you, covered in paint and hearing your joyous laugh ringing in his ears. Seeing you, listening to you, and just being around you, made his stomach do summersaults.

The three of you walked up to the checkout, the Party City employee looking at the full cart with dismay.

“I’ll cover it,” HIzashi said, pulling out his wallet.

“No! Please let me-”

Hizashi swiped his card before you could finish your sentence. You pouted.

“Fine, but at least let me treat you guys for dinner.”

Both Hizashi and Shota’s eyes brightened at the thought of food.

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You all entered the restaurant quickly, excited to fill your empty stomachs. The host sat the three of you in a booth, Hizashi slid in next to you while Shota sat in front of you. You grabbed the menu eagerly.

“Do you guys what appetizers? I don’t think I can wait too long for my entre without eating.”

“Ooh yes! I’m right here with you y/n!” Hizashi beamed, leaning in closer to you and peaking at your menu. The two of you discussed whether to just do edamame or potstickers. You looked up at Shota who was looking down at his hands in his lap.

“What do you think Shota?”

He snapped his head up, “Oh uh, edamame.”

You stuck your tongue out at Hizashi, “See, Shota has real taste.”

Shota eyed the two of you, a tinge of anger creeping into his chest. Hizashi was seated so close to you, and you looked so happy talking to him. It took a moment for him to realize, but he was jealous.

As the waitress set the bowl of edamame, it hit him. Shota liked you. He had a crush on you. He could barely comprehend his feelings, but he could comprehend the jealousy boiling inside of him when Hizashi chucked the peel of his edamame pod at you, causing you to jokingly slap his chest.

“Hizashi ew! I don’t even want to know where your mouth has been!”

“Looots of places,” He said while wiggling his eyebrows.

Your cheeks puffed up from trying to hold in your laughter, but you just couldn’t hold it back. Your face burned red from laughing, and Shota thought you were blushing.

He was jealous, and it was bad.

Shota grabbed his glass of ice water and chugged it down, shutting his eyes tight in an attempt to calm himself down. Hizashi was his best friend, he couldn’t be mad at him, and besides, you seemed to be enjoying Hizashi’s company.

You grinned widely as the entrees came, your bento box being placed in front of you.

“Mmm,” you hummed at the smell. You looked up to see Shota chugging his water.

“Shota, are you okay?” You reached your hand out to him, gently touching his arm in concern. He set his glass down and looked at you, trying his best to hide his embarrassment.

“Just trying to wake myself up, that’s all.”

“Why are you so sleepy today Shota? I hope you’ve been getting good rest,” You said, munching on your food.

“Uh no, I’ve been having trouble sleeping lately actually.” He answered, knowing you were the reason keeping him up.

“Maybe I should come over and sing you a lullaby so you can sleep!” Hizashi exclaimed.

“No no,” you said while waving your hand to quiet him down. “If you want Shota, just call me whenever you can’t fall asleep. I struggle falling asleep too, maybe we can help each other!”

Shota smiled softly, which seemed like the first time he had all day. Except when eating the muffin you made him, he was grinning with every bite.

“Why don’t you want me to help you fall asleep?” Hizashi pouted.

“Because you’re loud,” you and Shota said unanimously. You laughed, Shota’s smile remaining.

The group of you continued chatting until you were completely full of your bento boxes and edamame.

While walking out of the restaurant, you gave each boy a hug. “Thank you guys so much!”

Shota looked at you puzzled, “Why are you thanking us, you’re the one who just paid for our dinner.”

You shook your head, “No not that. I mean thank you for being my friends. I was worried I wouldn’t make any at work, but I’m so glad I was wrong.”

You smiled widely, Hizashi swiftly picking you up and spinning you around.

“Of course we’re friends! Plus you’re cool and make amazing muffins!”

You giggled as he set you back down.

“You guys are the best, I mean it.” You reached up on your tiptoes, giving each a kiss of gratitude on their cheeks. The grown men looked at you, faces as red as tomatoes at the subtle kiss.

You shook your head, chuckling at their reactions, making your way back to Hizashi’s car.

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“Bye y/n! See you bright and early for the party set up tomorrow!”

You waved at the boys, walking into your home, dragging the Party City bags behind you.

Hizashi pulled out of your driveway and drove off. He turned to Shota.

“I think I’m going to ask her out.”

“Huh? Who?” Shota looked at him, praying he didn’t mean you.

“Y/n! She seems pretty cool and stuff. Plus, her body is amaaaazing.” Hizashi said with a smirk.

Shota looked down at his lap, the jealousy coming back, hard.

“Yeah okay.”  

#my hero academia #boku no hero academia #shota aizawa #aizawa shota #aizawa shouta #eraserhead #shota aizawa x reader #aizawa x reader #aizawa shota x reader #eraserhead x reader #eraserhead x you #mha fanfiction #mha imagines #mha aizawa #bnmha #bmha #fanfiction #aizawa fanfiction #shouta aizawa #aizawa

[sushireads]

Hello! How are you? I just wanted to ask you how you do to keep your blog so organized? Everything is so clean, and sorted by hashtags, and stuff! Thank you in advance ^^

hello! i’m doing good, sleep deprived, but good. i hope you’re doing fine as well!  (≧◡≦) ♡

my blog being organized is something i really want to maintain. it requires a bit of work but it’s so worth it once you have a whole system to help keep your blog all sorted up. so today, i’ll be giving you my tips / what i did to have an organized blog!

01. PLANNING.

Before the whole tagging system, I did a bit of prepping first. I thought about what tags I want to sort my posts and reblogs with.

For example, as you can see in my navigation, my tags are sectioned into several groups.

1. Members

2. World / Universe

3. Genre

4. Status

5. AUs

I personally have them typed down in an Excel sheet. Here’s a screenshot of a snippet.

Having something like this helps me keep on track and prevents me from being lost in my mountains of tags. This is especially very helpful when I’m dealing with my AU and smut tags, where there a looot of tags. And it also tells me if the tag I’m about input is in there already. So, no dupes!

Don’t know what to include in each groups? This was my problem back when I was just getting started with this blog. But I thought, I don’t have to include every single genre, universe, or whatever tags existing instantly! I can just add them later. Here’s what I mean.

1. Look at your posts or reblogs first.

2. Most fics have their member, genre, universe written on them, so just tag it with the correct member, genre, universe, etc.

3. List down those tags in their respective groups.

And then you can basically just add more and more tags as your blog gain more and more posts! But other than the basic genre, member, etc. tags, you can also add special tags like favorites for your favorite fics or whatever is your favorite. It’s your blog! Feel free to add tags that you feel is relevant.

02. THE TAGGING SYSTEM

What you really came here for! But really, once you have a log that has all your tags documented, this is just easy.  <(￣︶￣)>

As you can see in my Excel sheet screenshot, I put prefixes before the actual names. 

m:bts — g:fluff — l:oneshot

This is something I recommend you doing with your tagging system. Personally, it really prevents me from having any confusion plus it keeps things look uniform and organized!

But remember, you can only add up to 20 tags per post. Any tags beyond the 20th would still be there, but they would be invalid. Meaning, they won’t be seen under that specific tag even though they’re tagged in that specific group.

Once you got all your tag prefixes, tag groups, and tag names figured out, you're basically all set!

03. ADDITIONAL INFO

Making a navigation post.

Feel free to have mine as your base! Just make sure you add the groups in how you sort them. I’m not gonna explain the whole technical details of this as this is stuff most people here know. But if you don’t have a clue and has no clue what to do, feel free to let me know!

Links of the tags.

Here’s what I personally do.

1. Go to my Tumblr page. (https://[your-username].tumblr.com/)

2. Scroll down to any posts that I tagged.

3. Right-click any tag and copy the link address.

4. Since I tag my tags similarly to each other, I just edit the link with the proper prefix and name.

For example, the tag I copied the link from is m:jungkook but I’m gonna use it for the tag g:fluff.

https://sushireads.tumblr.com/tagged/m%3Ajungkook → https://sushireads.tumblr.com/tagged/g%3Afluff

Adding headers.

This is completely optional but I highly recommend you to add one. None only does it add something to your navigation but it can also attract eyes! (☆▽☆)

I won’t add an in-depth tutorial on how I made mine here as this post is already getting pretty long. But a basic summary of my usual process is look for pictures I can add, open Photoshop, and do whatever I can to make it look somewhat decent.

If you do want to see how I edit in a more detailed way, just let me know!

Also, please add line breakers! It can be a cut out of your own header, or an accent color, or anything. It really helps make things look neat!

I hope this helps! An organized blog does take a bit of effort but you can do it.  (๑˃ᴗ˂)ﻭ

If you want more additional tips or is confused with something, please don’t feel shy. Just hit my ask and I’ll be very happy to help. 

#navigation tips #tag tutorial #sushi:info

[sageblogsthings]

Let me be as obnoxious as possible and ask for Cleric + as much of the Arnora cast as you can stomach. pwease.

roman u amazing beautiful human come catch this kith!! <3 just for u i shall do the main cast + everyone’s fave trio of side characters!

tw for very brief mentions of religious trauma

Cleric: What does your character place their faith in - a deity, universal energy, themselves, the government, etc.?

no one places their faith in the government bc it’s uhhhhh v corrupt lol

Vanna: at the beginning of Arnora, Vanna definitely places her faith in others, and not even necessarily her friends. she trusts easily and deeply and while this is a good thing in some ways, it really gets her hurt at times, so a big part of her character arc is learning how to place more faith in herself first. she’s definitely the kind of person to see the best in others though so i don’t think she will ever completely “grow out” of placing a bit too much faith in those around her.

Xalia: she’s a bit the opposite of Vanna, honestly (heck yeah character foils!!). in the beginning she only places faith in herself (even though she works for Verena she does not trust her at all). but throughout the story she will start to open up to others a little more, which she is v grumpy about lol :)

Silaesan: the concept of deities is weird in Arnora, magic and religion are v much separate but some people choose to intertwine them. as a Time Magister, Silaesan has a better grasp of magic than just about anyone in Arnora. but he is not religious at all, especially after some uhhh....events....that happen at the beginning ;p but there’s also some stuff that happens that changes who/what Silaesan places his faith in but if i told u it would literally spoil the entire plotline lol so for now i shall just say that Silaesan places his faith in the Pillars of Time and the magic he manifests from them

Tilaraen: this is another one that’s really tricky to answer without giving spoilers lol (btw if anyone would like spoilers i’m always down to spill the beans i just don’t wanna put em up on my blog) but Til either places their faith in Verena, themself, or Silaesan depending on which point in the plot we’re talking about. As far as religion, the best way I can think to describe it is that Silaesan is the Arnoran equivalent of agnostic, while Til is just flat out atheist. They believe that the best, and worst, things in life are products of humanity and humanity alone.

Verena: she places faith in herself but also,,,,the moon?? sort of?? and also Til?? it’s complicated lol. if you asked her she would say herself 1000% bc she would like to pretend that she doesn’t need anyone or anything. but actually her and Til are really close (can’t say much more atm) and the moon has always been a sort-of deity for her, i talk more about her connection to the moon here if ur inch rested!! Verena very much rejects formal religion tho

Ari: idt i’ve talked about this much but Ari comes from a clan of artificers that live in the desert. the clan is broken up into sub-groups based on what class of artificer you are, so Ari grew up with others who could transmute metal like him (ari is a metalbender confirmed skdjfskldf) but each sub-clan thingy (i haven’t named them yet ok 🙈) has their own patron deity that they worship. Ari is also huuuuuge on family so (even tho it’s technically against his upbringing) he places faith in his family over his patron deity

Mikah: his relationship with faith is incredibly complicated and damaged. he wants to believe in something, but every instance of religion he saw in his childhood was a perversion of it used to hurt him (i’m not using him to process religious trauma wym). Mikah seems like the character who would place his faith in others, but ultimately he places it in himself because every time he’s placed it in others he’s been let down. a big part of his arc is going to be him opening up to other people, and recognizing that sometimes people will let you down and you have to process that and move on rather than internalizing it and shutting out everyone in the future.

Dorian: i’m sensing a pattern here of my characters changing who they place their faith in lol but Dorian is definitely the lone-wolf, “i work alone,” “people will always let you down” broody type in the beginning since he got kicked out of the Thieves’ Guild, and thus only places faith in himself (and Tov, she’s the one thing he can rely on). by the end he learns to be a lot more open and is much more comfortable placing faith in his close friends. he’s not really religious, but he doesn’t mind it, he just is kinda neutral about it. not necessarily agnostic just literally does not feel like committing the brain cells to figuring out how he feels about it lol.

Matthias: matthias is religious! he doesn’t really place his faith in a specific entity, just more a sort of cosmic substance if that makes sense?? it started as him just praying while he was in the Aemornian Army as a way to pass the time and try to process some of the stuff he saw. but he found that the meditation and contemplation really did wonders for him, so he keeps up a habit of going to shrines in Aemorn to meditate. he doesn’t have a particularly deity he associates himself with, he’s just generally religious in the sense that he hopes there’s a benevolent higher power out there that can make some sense of all the chaos in the world

Tov: Tov is similar to Vanna in that she places her faith in a looot of people, but she’s also much healthier about it. she’s an incredibly positive person and she tends to attract positive people because of that. she places her faith in humanity and people not because she is blind to the bad things they can do, but because she truly believes that when you help people and give them the opportunities and chances they need they will choose to be good. i just,,,,i really love her okay i’m too soft for her T^T also she places so much faith in Daisy, like Daisy can (just about) do no wrong in her eyes <3

Daisy: daisy is religious and worships uhhhh a deity i haven’t named yet lol but she’s like Arnora’s version of Artemis basically, the goddess of women and the hunt. she worships this goddess specifically because she has dedicated herself to protecting people, especially women who cannot fight for themselves. she also does enjoy hunting but in a very fair, use-everything-and-thank-nature sort of way. so i would say that Daisy primarily places her faith in this deity,,,,which shall be named soon,,,but she does also trust her troop with her life, and ofc she will place her faith in Tov endlessly

some of these got a bit rambley lol my brain cells are not aligned today but i hope u enjoy!! thank u so much roman!! ☺️💜

dnd themed character asks!

#roman rlly askin me for every arnora character and making me cry T^T #tysm!!! <3 #kit answers #dnd ask game #arnora