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Nu carnival x shapeshifter reader ♠️ nsft under cut

Yakumo

He used to be so shy around people. You probably met when you were shifted into an animal so he actually approached you. Telling him you were a shapeshifter was definitely a shock but he accepted it pretty quickly. It didn't take him long to grow accustomed to all your shapes. He takes such good care of you during the day that it's only fair that you take special care of him at night.

Some shapes took longer to ‘adjust’ to, like just how long you could make your cock. It took some trial and error but you soon realized that's what he likes best. Not too gritty but long enough that he whimpers that if you go deeper you'll go out the other end. I mean theoretically you could buy that wouldn't be comfortable for either of you. All you want to do is fill him up and listen to him moan.

Edmond

You made a game out of shifting into different people and seeing how long it takes for him to figure it out. He thinks it's sweet that you're trying to keep him aware of his surroundings. He has gotten a lot better at picking you out of a crowd but you can still surprise him, this just motivates him to become better.

If you turned into something slimy for him he will complain, but as soon as you touch him he all but melts. One slimy appendage filling his ass while the other wraps around his cock. Sloppy wet noises and his moans filling the room is like a symphony. He is so agreeable one you start making him feel good.

Olivine

You don't have to worry about his fan club getting mad at you because when you visit you never wear the same face twice. Whether you approach him as a human, church mouse, or something else he can always tell it's you. Something about the way your eyes shine? He gets really bashful whenever you try and ask how he can always tell you apart and changes the subject.

He would love a good tentacle fuck! Use some of your limbs to bind his arms and legs as you stuff his ass to the brim. You want to fill his mouth too but his moans are too cute to cover up for too long. If you can put suction cups or pinchers on a tentacle than definitely aim for his nipples. He likes when you're rough to him like this during sex. He also loves when afterwards you wrap him up in your many appendages and cuddle with some well earned aftercare.

Quincy

You have a very simple weapon to give him cuteness overload… turn into something small and fluffy and play with Topper! Also turn into something big and fluffy and lay on him when he takes a nap! He finds the weight comforting. He's not too good at communicating his feelings like this but you can read him pretty well once you know his tells.

I don't know how much he's played around with his sexuality but he's about to on a whole new level. He's willing to try a lot but one thing at a time. Similarly to my werewolf headcanons, he may want to challenge you for the right to top him. He definitely gets off on the primal nature of play fighting. He's got stamina for days so you'll have plenty of opportunities to try different forms with him. Just remember how he likes to nap after.

Kuya

He loves your shifting nature. He does wish you would use it to mess with more people though. What's the point in having such a fun ability if you don't use it for some mischief? Well he'll still have his fun with you.

He's someone who gets bored easily but because of your ability he never gets really bored. He might say that he gets bored of you, but you know that's just his way of saying he wants to try a new shape. When you are starting to get him horny he won't tell you what he wants. He'd rather have you shift until something strikes his fancy. You can never tell if he wants claws, wings, a tail to pull, a knot to stuff him, or if he wants to play with a size kink. It all depends on his mood. You have gotten really good at reading his eyes to tell you what form he wants. As long as you pick “the right form” he'll let you do whatever you want.

Blade

No matter how hard you try you can not find a form that Blade doesn't think is adorable. It's super endearing and god he's so cute. You show off new forms like how most people show off a new shirt and he has stars in his eyes every time!

Rail him until his sensors break! He's such a curious person to begin with that he is going to want to try everything you can give him. Given his unnatural stamina I recommend giving it to him hard so you don't have to have a 24 hour marathon. Make him moan like no one else can.

Garu

You have tried shapeshifting to surprise him before but it never works. Apparently your scent gives you away before you can even get close to him. You can still try to sneak up on him, but he already knows you're there and he's very happy about it.

He's super bashful when he asks if you can shift into something with a fat knot for him. It's so cute how he asks with his tail nervously wagging behind him. Of course you say yes and give him a fantastic night.

Karu

He thinks you're interesting and like him. He's kind of surprised your shapeshifting doesn't come with a personality shift like when he and Garu switch. He gets used to your shenanigans and likes to play along. He likes watching you shift rather than you being in 1 form all the time. To see you shift he will tease you like “I bet you can't turn into X”. You know it's a ploy but he always has the cutest awestruck expression so you don't mind.

He wants to “fight” you all the time. It's mostly playful but he wants to win before he ‘allows’ you to fuck him. He loves getting fucked but he doesn't want to feel dominated. If you can stick with a form about his size and 4 limbs he's happy. Well that and a fat cock is good too.

Dante

Going to be honest he has stumped me for like a week. He knows all his staff by face so when he first sees you he immediately raises red flags. Once he realizes you're a shapeshifter and forgot to put the right face on he calms down. He warms up to you if you offer to be a spy and find bad guys in Solaria.

He doesn't have much experience in bed but will never admit your ability overwhelms him with options. He's kind of vanilla by default but if you ask him to try something he won't say no. In fact he's open to pretty much anything but is too unsure to ask you directly. Take the lead or drop hints if you want to have some real fun.

Rei

Property started getting interested in you because of scientific curiosity, but that slowly morphed into actual romantic feelings. He half thinks you hexed him, but also doesn't think you have that kind of ability. So congratulations your mere experience forced him to confront his real people emotions. He's not happy about it, but he is happy to have you as a partner.

…He keeps a notebook next to the bed to document every detail about every shape you take. You aren't allowed to look at it so you can't “taint the results”. If you ask what he wants he'll just say something like “surprise me” or “anything new”. I have no idea what he would actually like and neither do you.

Eiden

You may not be the first non-human (Blade, Garu, Kuya) he's been with but you are his favorite! He likes to ask you to help him play jokes on his clan members. You're not allowed to shapeshift into Eiden anymore because the clan members got really mad.

He's someone who will try anything once, and with you he can try literally anything! You of course are more than happy to oblige. Whether it's swelling a fat knot in his ass, or triple penetration with tentacles he's going to love experiencing it all with you.

Aster

I hope you don't mind becoming a living doll every once in a while. He's cried using you as a mirror once “do you really see wrinkles by my eyes!”. He's a bit of a drama queen about it and doesn't forgive you for a whole week. He likes having you model things for him, weather you look like him, or if he's using you to size a gift for Eiden or Momo. He doesn't know what your real form is and frankly doesn't care.

I don't think Aster is a huge fan of penetrative sex. That's okay, your shapeshifting allows for so many different options for sex! Literally all the options. He's really appreciative of how adaptive you are even if he won't say it out loud.

Morvay

Ho did not realize you were one person at first. You flirted with him in so many forms and he loved the attention from all of them. He was shocked when you told him all the times you flirted with him and he was clueless.

He thinks you are “hot as fuck” in every form. He prefers when you have a large shape with multiple limbs. He doesn't care if those limbs have barbs, spikes, feathers, scales, or are slimy. He just wants to feel completely surrounded by you. He's so needy that you are grateful to have the extra limbs. Also if you can fuck both holes at the same time he'll love it.

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purplecoffee13 · 5 months

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The Fake Girlfriend - pt. 2*

Summary: “The official fake dating can commence, and so can the exploration of a whole bunch of new… feelings.”

Wc: 4.9k

Tropes: semi-enemies to lovers (she hates him)

Warnings: jealousy, possessiveness, smut (f!receiving), a sudden deep analysis of wuthering heights followed by smut

*2 weeks later*

I'm going to move to Italy, seriously.

Ever since Harry and I arrived at the airport I haven't been able to stop myself from gawking at everything I've seen. That includes Harry's relatives, proving that his entire family consists of solely good genes.

The flight was excruciatingly long and a bit uncomfortable. Harry taught me as much as he could about his family, and we both complained about the hernia we were getting from our bad seats. Nevertheless, we both attempted to sleep, and I accidentally dozed off while leaning on his shoulder.

One of Harry's cousins, Matthew, picked us up at the airport. He was particularly fascinated with my existence, almost as much as I was with his accent. I love English accents, I could listen to them for hours on end.

Matthew led us to our room in the Villa and gave Harry a pat on the back before leaving us alone to unpack and get ready to meet the family.

"He's nice." I note, throwing my backpack on the Queen sized bed we have in this room.

"He's a little shit." Harry chuckles, earning a furrowed brow from me. He waves it off, literally, and sits himself on the bed. "You'll see."

We stay fairly quiet for the rest of the time, unpacking our stuff and freshening up. Well, mainly me, because Harry doesn't have to do half the things I do to look good. It's so much easier being a man.

I shoo Harry out of our bedroom and put on a long, brown dress with a wide slit and some floral print on it. As soon as I've changed, I open the door to the bathroom so he knows it's okay for him to walk back in. When he does walk back in, we both catch each other off guard.

While he is analyzing the dress that is currently clinging to my body, I'm gawking at his shirtless chest. My cheeks start to heat up when I realize that I'm staring, but luckily Harry doesn't notice because he's too busy staring at me. Then, he clears his throat.

"Nice dress."

"Thank you." I throw him a small smile.

It doesn't take long for Harry to get dressed and soon enough we are walking from our room to the villa, where the welcome dinner will be held, or at least that's what it said on the card that Harry handed to me on the plane.

We sit down at our assigned seats at one of many round tables. I don't miss the name tags of Harry's parents, and I'm glad to find that Matthew will also be sitting at our table. It will make things a bit less nerve racking.

Harry places his hand on the small of my back as he guides me to his mother. He looks just like her, and by the warm smile on her face, I realize that it probably won't be as bad as I might think it would.

"Mum, this is Y/N. The girl I've told you about. She's my girlfriend." The words leave his mouth in a way that makes me think someone is holding a gun to his head, and I can tell that his mother thinks the same thing.

"I'm Sheila." She introduces herself, nonetheless. I can tell that she is skeptical of me, despite the warm smile on her face. I know it's a genuine one, but I know that she knows her son, and she'll see something is up if he doesn't get his act together.

"This is Tom." She turns to a tall man that I immediately recognize as Harry's father. He doesn't have a lot of facial features from his dad, except for the nose, that is exactly the same. But the way he carries himself, the way he extends his hand for me to shake, those are the aspects that make Harry identical to his father.

We chat with his parents for a little, telling our wonderfully fake story of how we met. Tom keeps nodding but doesn't seem fully convinced. Not because he doesn't believe it, but probably because of the girl he'd rather have his daughter be with; the reason I'm here in the first place. Sheila remains skeptical, but that is just because she can see right through Harry.

So when his parents leave to get some food from the buffet, I'm quick to swat his arm.

"Ow!" He hisses at me.

"You're a terrible actor, do you know that? Your mom is totally on to us!" I say in a soft tone, but it doesn't discredit my disapproval.

"I'm sorry okay! It's hard to lie to her." He responds, and the confession makes my heart melt a little.

I let him off with a roll of the eyes and we join the queue for the buffet. During dinner, Matthew promotes himself to main entertainer of our table by telling countless of stories about him and Harry and all of their antics from back in the days. Harry seems slightly embarrassed sometimes, but he finds it funny nonetheless.

In an attempt to make me and Harry seem like more of a real couple, I take it upon myself to touch him during dinner. Just casual touching. Some hand-holding—above the table so everyone can see of course—and the occasional leg rub. It's only halfway through dinner that Harry finally initiates some touches to, and I have to bite my inner lip at the way his hand feels wrapped around my thigh.

After dinner, a few tables are removed in order to create a dance floor. People are quick to get on it, but Harry refuses to come along with me. Matthew doesn't let the opportunity to bust a move pass, so I leave my purse with Harry and get on the dance floor with him.

We have a big laugh, Matthew and I. He spins me around an absurd amount of times, dramatically dances the tango with me while a pop song is playing, and throws out some moves that I haven't seen since I played Just Dance when I was eight years old.

After a while I decide to retire from the dance floor and get a drink. Matthew offers to accompany me, and for a second I contemplate whether I should say yes. Then I figure, he is a part of Harry's family and I need as many of them on my side for this whole act to be believable, plus I'll be able to get Harry a drink.

We walk over to the bar and order our drinks, Matthew is quick to spark up a conversation as we wait for our beverages.

"How long have you been together again?" He asks, looking over at me with a smirk.

"A month, officially." I reply, and he raised his brows in surprise.

"Only a month, huh?"

"Like I said, officially." I tilt my head, a mischievous smile on my face. He leans over in my direction, with eyes ready to play, and I immediately start to wonder if the head tilt was too flirty instead of funny and playful.

"And unofficially?"

"Almost three months." I divert my eyes back to the drinks that are put in front of me, and thank the bartender.

"Is it serious? Between you two?" He asks, and I don't like the glint of desperation in his voice. Is this what Harry meant, when he said 'you'll see'? Is this guy seriously trying to hit on his cousin's date?

"Well, I cancelled spring break plans with my family, so I sure hope it is." I flash him a smile before taking the drinks and walking back to Harry.

He's sitting alone, despite most every seat around him being taken. Not talking to anyone, not on his phone, just staring into the nothingness. When I approach, he's thrown out of his trance and his eyes follow me instead as I make my way to him and hand over his drink.

"Whiskey on the rocks." I tell him. He smiles at me, putting the glass on the table and grabbing my now free hand. His legs are spread, so he pulls me closer until I'm standing in between them. He looks up at me, and the sole color of his eyes makes my hands sweat profusely.

"Are you having fun?" He asks, his head tilting just like mine did a few seconds ago.

"I am," I say, looking around a bit. "But my legs are a bit tired... Is there a free chair behind you?"

I squint at something that looks like a chair, but I can't really make it out from this angle. When Harry doesn't respond, I look down at him, and find that he was already looking at me. He grabs my waist and pushes me in a bit. Confused, I let my body follow his silent demands, and watch him sit up straighter before pulling me onto his lap.

My back leans against the table, and my legs are thrown over his left one. I hold my drink in my right hand while my left is slung over his shoulder for 'support'. My cheeks flush at the realization that my ass is right on his groin, but I try to make it seem as if it doesn't affect me at all. He holds my waist with his right arm, tracing his fingers around in a way that makes my body shiver.

My eyes fly to my left thigh when he puts his other hand on it, and I try to steady my breathing as much as humanly possible while the tingling sensation between my legs becomes too adamant for me to ignore. The low chuckle that leaves Harry's mouth isn't missed by me, and it makes me even more nervous. He notices, and strikes up a conversation about the party, his family and Matthew.

"He asked me how long we've been official." I decide to tell him. Harry finds it amusing.

"Really?" He smiles. "The fucker."

"What?" I ask, not really understanding how that question adds up to him being a fucker.

"He wants you, been eye fucking you ever since he met you." He explains. "He has a thing for unavailable people, especially if they're unavailable because of me."

"So he just steals your girlfriends? Or at least, tries to?" I clarify, eyes wide, and Harry nods. "How have you not been in thousands of fights already?"

"Never really cared about it." He shrugs. "Most girls were just flings or one night stands, it wasn't anything serious, really."

"Wow." I laugh in disbelief, and it makes me wonder if maybe he is going to let Matthew hit on me. After all, we're faking this. It shouldn't be relief that I feel when Harry's grip on me tightens as soon as Matthew approaches us once again, but I do, I feel relieved. A little bit giddy too.

"Hey, wanna go for a round two?" Matthew asks me after greeting us both. I'm about to decline his offer, but I don't get a chance to speak.

"She's busy." Harry says in a tone that makes my head turn to him. His eyes don't look as friendly as they did before, and the warm smile on his face is looking a little bit more cynical. Matthew takes the hint and wanders off, a bit of disappointment on his face.

"Wow, you really nailed that 'jealous boyfriend' act." I tease him, my left hand instinctively trailing to the back of his head, where I start playing with his hair. He rolls his eyes, pulling me even more into him. I shift in his lap a bit, placing my drink on the table and grabbing his glass instead.

"Here." I hand it to him. "You haven't drank anything since dinner."

"Wow, you're really nailing that 'caring girlfriend' act." He reconstructs my words, and I roll my eyes accordingly. He drinks nonetheless, and I snatch the glass from him, take my cocktail back in my hand, and turn to him again. I frown when his nails dig into my skin.

"Don't move so much."

My cheeks instantly flush. Right...

I am usually way more confident when it comes to flirting. I know exactly what to say, when to say it and how to flutter with my eye lashes in those ways that make men want to drag you to their bedroom. I can flirt with everyone, I'm not easily impressed. Well, except with Malcolm of course, but that was just because I had a crush him. I act like an idiot around people I have a crush on. But I don't. I don't have a crush on Harry. I hated him until a few weeks ago– no. Until a few days ago. I started tolerating him on the plane. Yes, the plane. Oh god, the plane.

"I–" I start a sentence, looking him dead in the eye while realizing that I didn't have something to finish it with. His green eyes along with the feeling of whatever I shouldn't be feeling while sitting on his lap is making me dizzy. "I'm gonna go get a drink."

I try to wiggle out of my seat — which is his lap, oh my god — but Harry seems to find this whole situation very amusing, because for some reason he tightens his grip around me — pushing me more into his hard-on —then nods at the full glass in my hand.

"I think you're good, love." He gives me a half-smirk like I've only seen those guys in the romance movies do and I don't like how it makes my heart pound. What the fuck is happening to me right now?

I look at him, trying to come up with some kind of response that doesn't end up with me sounding like an absolute moron, and then I get lost in his eyes. The loud music fades, and the only thing I can seem to focus on are his eyes and his left hand that grazes further up the slit of my dress. It's only inches, and he trails painfully slow, but he keeps going because he waits for my reaction and it's positive. He can tell by the look in my eyes, and by the way my grip on his hair is a bit too tight.

The tips of his fingers are dangerously close to my panties, and all of a sudden, the music becomes louder again and I feel like I'm waking up from a sinful dream. I swing my legs off of his and get up, my drink almost spilling because of the sudden action. I quickly place it on the table.

"Pee." I say, partly to myself and partly to Harry. "I'm going to... pee."

Harry looks a bit surprised, but more in a way that makes him laugh. I don't miss how his head shakes a bit before giving me a permissive hum. I begin to walk away when I realize a crucial detail is missing, and so I saunter back over to Harry.

"Do you know where the bathrooms are?"

"No." He smirks.

"Oh. okay. Uhm..." I look around aimlessly, hoping to spot some kind of sign. But then, Harry gets up, and stands in front of me. He towers over me easily, it's intimidating and hot. Two things I need him not to be if I want to survive this wedding.

"D'you want to go back to the room?" He asks, voice gone a bit softer. I nod before I even realize that I am doing it, and Harry places a kiss on my temple. Grabbing my hand, he leads us towards the exit, waving goodbye to his parents before we make our way back over to our bedroom.

The cobblestones define the pace of our footsteps, making a whole lot of noise to confirm us where we are. Not that I'd need those stones to find him—he's still holding my hand. I shrug it off, it's dark and he probably doesn't want me to fall face first into these little rocks.

Once we've arrived at our room, Harry walks into the place like it's his apartment, and he goes to occupy the bathroom almost immediately. I grab my white, floral pyjama set that I actually never wear because I like to wear an oversized t-shirt to bed and nothing more. But, I packed my suitcase with the knowledge that I was going to have to lay next to a man the whole week, so I only brought the cute stuff.

When Harry leaves the bathroom, some steam leaves along with him, and I quickly look away at the revelation that he is shirtless, again. I don't miss the amused sniff, but I ignore it nonetheless. I skip into the bathroom, lock it and take a very anticipated shower. A part of me hopes that the water would also wash this weird vibe off. Like if I got out and walked back into that bedroom, my hands wouldn't start to sweat at the sight of him on the bed.

Unfortunately, I am wrong. Because when I do leave the bathroom, not only do my hands start to sweat, but my heart also begins to pound. Fuck.

I'd actively been ignoring this ever since the party. This stupid feeling, thinking it was just me being touch deprived. But I'm not so sure now. Maybe I do have a crush on Harry. However, I can't afford to think about that too much now, so I shake it off and walk over to my side of the bed.

I throw a decorative pillow on the ground and climb into the bed, trying to act as if I don't notice Harry staring at me. He's on his phone, doing God knows what. I grab my book from the bed side table.

"Wuthering Heights, huh?" He smirks, and I can sense the pretentiousness from miles away. I look at him, then roll my eyes with a smile.

"Shut up, it's my favorite story."

"Why? Heathcliff is awful." He frowns, and his tone is a bit mocking. Not to me, just to the story. But it's my favorite story, so I take the offense.

"I just like the fact that it acknowledges that love can make you both whole and destroy you. That loving isn't always really the ending, or the solution. It can be a fleeting middle, break you in a thousand pieces and then leave it for you to pick up the pieces yourself."

"That's a bit pessimistic, innit?" He chuckles. I shrug.

"I think it's realistic to recognize that spite, anger, sadness, and revenge are almost always born out of love, or a lack of it. I think it's optimistic, actually."

He smiles. "Yeah?"

"Mhm." I hum. "Think it creates a space for empathy, does it not?"

"Yeah, I guess so." Harry frowns, as if I've just opened a new door for him. I smile at his face, full of contemplation over what I just said and I know that I'm inevitably screwed.

He should've bashed the freaking book so I could have a reason to hate him.

I decide that I won't be able to concentrate on anything anyway now that I have admitted these weird feelings to myself—and the subject of those feelings is laying next to me—so I shut the book and put it back on my nightstand.

"Not reading after all?"

"Nope." I chime, my tone sounding way too forced. "Changed my mind. 'M gonna sleep."

I turn off the light on my bedside table and turn around to Harry who is still laying with his phone in his hands. It freaks me out that he is looking at me, it makes me so nervous, but I try my best to be cool.

"Good night." I sigh as my head hits the pillow. I finally look up at Harry—bad move—and my heart melts a bit at his sweet smile.

"Good night."

I am laying with my face towards Harry, mainly because I laid down like that and now I'm too scared to shift too much and look weird, but I feel Harry's burning gaze on me and frankly, it's making me feel incredibly tense. My heart is beating way quicker than it should and I have to consciously steady my breathing in order to provide my lungs with some oxygen.

"Harry." I finally say after three more minutes of tense silence, eyes still closed. He hums softly. "I can feel you looking at me."

I open my eyes, because suddenly I'm very afraid that I'm wrong and look like a complete fool, but he is indeed still staring. He doesn't look like a dear in headlights, he's just smiling. There is a sense of comfort in him that I envy, especially because I feel like I could explode right now.

"Yeah, well, you're nice to look at." He answers, making my cheeks flush with embarrassment. I quickly dart my eyes to his body so I won't have to meet his confrontational gaze — bad idea, bad idea! — and quickly find that staring at his body isn't going to help my case any more.

"Am I making you nervous?" He asks softly, in a way that you could almost describe as sweet. But it isn't, because I know he's reveling in this.

Out of instinct, I look up at him, wide eyed at the fact that he read my mind and my body so well. But I cannot afford this—whatever it is that is hanging in the air right now—so I shake my head.

"Nope, just frustrated." I sigh, which is more a way to get my breathing back to normal. I pull myself up and turn around, my back now towards him, and hope to have closed the conversation for tonight. There is some shuffling from the other side and for a moment I think I did it, I think I won, but then I feel a hand sneak around my bare waist and my mind turns into jelly.

I suck in a sharp breath at the touch of his cold hand and the heat of his mouth on my ear, and swallow a whine at the way it's making my head spin.

"Do you need me to help you relax?" He whispers, and I suck in a deep breath.

"I– I need to sleep." I attempt to reason — mainly with myself — and Harry just chuckles.

"I can think of a way to tire you out." He insinuates smugly and I clench my jaw at his stupid charisma and how well it's working on me.

"Harry, I can't..." I begin the sentence, even though I have no logical argument to say no right now. I want him, really bad but a part of me is forbidding it for reasons unknown, which makes me want it even more. You know what they say about forbidden fruit...

"What? Would you rather be with my cousin? Have him get you off, hmm?" He asks a bit condescendingly, which makes me think the jealous act maybe wasn't such an act after all. His thumb is now circling over my hips and it's making me dizzy, which is exactly what he's trying to do to me.

"No–"

"No?" He plays dumb. His hand lowers to my pyjama shorts and starts playing with it's elastic band. My stomach is on fire and my pussy is aching, it's getting too much for me to brush off. I can't not get off, it's going to kill me. I need life support.

"No!" I whine. He chuckles, kisses my ear lobe.

"That's right... you came to me when he started hitting on you. Such a good, sweet, loyal girl. Sitting on my lap so nicely. Making me so fucking hard..." He taunts, and I start squirming under his touch.

"Harry..." I cry out, because frankly, I can't take another second of this torture. I'm about to implode if he doesn't touch me where I need it between now and twenty seconds.

"What is it sugar?" I can quite literally hear his grin and I groan at the irritating pet name. I grab his arm and try to get out from under his touch, but his grip only tightens on me and he pulls me back into him, cock pressed against my ass. He hums disapprovingly.

"No, feel what you did to me." He leans over to look at me and when our eyes catch, I think my heart malfunctions. "'S not very nice, now is it?"

I shake my head, biting my lip nervously. His eyes dart from mine to my mouth as he breaths out a 'fuck', and he wipes some hair out of my face with his free hand.

He pulls his body away from mine and for a moment I feel like I could cry, but he distracts me by laying me on my back and throwing the sheets off our bodies. He then quickly slips his hand in my pants, grazing his fingers over my underwear.

I look at him, desperately waiting for his next move while he studies my body with a light frown. My eyes go to his sweatpants, and see the straining bulge that hides in it. I go to touch him, offer him some release too but he swats my hand away. The stern look on his face gives me shivers.

"I didn't say you could touch me, now did I?" He states, rubbing his middle finger over my clit, and I curse my underwear for being the only thing that stands in the way of his real touch. Nevertheless, I moan, because he could literally blow on my underwear and I would come right then and there.

"'M sorry." I say softly, shifting when Harry starts to pull down my shorts and underwear. He inspects me, or at least that's what it looks like, and a grin grows on his face.

"I think you'll make it up to me just fine." He beams and starts to circle my clit, causing my hips to shoot up in surprise. He chuckles softly.

"Does that feel good, baby?" He asks and I nod immediately. My eyes begin to feel heavy and I don't know for how much longer I will be able to keep going.

"Harry, slow down or I'm gonna..." I can't get the sentence out because he only starts rubbing faster, and my eyes shut permanently.

"Yeah? You gonna come for me already?" Harry taunts, and I bite my lip to steady the volume of the moans that are leaving my mouth.

"Ah! Oh my– Harry!" I try to sound angry but it's really just me moaning his name very aggressively and the realization that it's his fingers on my clit right now is what sends me over the edge. The explosion feels overdue, and it washes away all the unnecessary tension I'd been feeling since I started fake dating Harry. And now I realized; it was probably sexual frustration.

I close my eyes, trying to control my breathing as well as I possibly can. My legs are shaking and I can feel Harry hovering over me. His body heat warms my cheeks as he hangs over me, leaning on the bed with one arm, holding my face with the other.

"Open your eyes baby." He says softly, and it makes my heart flutter. I am in deep, deep trouble. I do as he says, my eyes meeting his, and the smile on his face makes me feel like I'll melt through the bed.

"You okay?" He asks, stroking my cheek. I nod, head still woozy but not wanting us to stop any time soon.

"I'm okay." I give him verbal confirmation, knowing it's what he needs from me. He kisses my temple, whispers 'good girl' in my ear and moves away from my face.

As soon as I have my breathing a bit under control, my hands reach for his sweatpants, but he Harry grabs my wrists and pushes me away. I frown, and I have to admit that my ego is a bit hurt. I feel like he can see it in my face, because he is quick to explain.

“Believe me I would love to, but another night, okay? Tonight was just for you.”

I can quite literally feel my entire body melt at his words, and it doesn’t help when he gets off the bed and helps me up so I can go to the bathroom.

After I’m done and enter the room again, he is sat up straight at the edge of the bed, and looks at me expectantly. I shoot him an awkward smile and get back into bed. He does the same and we lay silently in the dark for a while.

“Are you sure you don’t want me to…?” I can’t help but ask, feeling like I should return the favor, and still insecure about the fact that he doesn’t want me to.

“Patience, sugar.” He says lowly, and my heart thuds at the kiss I feel being planted on my forehead. The amount of calm I feel is unmatched, and it makes me very sleepy.

“Whatever you say, hot stuff…”

Part 3

#harry styles #fanfic #writing #smut #blurb #fanfiction #harry #one shot smut #one shot #smutty #enemies to lovers

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yanderevampireknight · 3 months

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Zero Kiyru Headcanons

Super aggressive towards you for no reason

He doesn't want to let you in and ends up pushing you away

You have to be persistent and have thick skin

He says very mean things to you and knows exactly what to say to hurt you

But, if you keep trying to be friends with him, he'll eventually tolerate you

He doesn't like you, just stands you

Say you were alone together, after months of him being cruel to you, and you just sit there near him, not saying anything, then he'll let you stay. He won't say anything and you can sit together in peace

He does grow to kind of like your presence and sometimes hopes to see you and to just 'hang out'

You start to notice that instead of you having to seek him out [Because he would hide from you], he's around a lot more

You'll turn a corner and he'll be right there. He's so close you almost bump into him

You're going back to the dorms and he's waiting outside. He said he was waiting for Yuki, but you had a sneaky suspicion that wasn't true

Whenever you're in danger he also is near

Say you almost fall down some stairs, he catches you

You trip over a tree root, he grabs the back of your shirt

He'll skip out on his duties to find you [Really pissing Yuki off]

He's a good listener and will listen to you rant about whatever you have on your mind

Sometimes he'll give advice, but you quickly learn that he's not nice about it. In fact, he's kinda mean [But that's not new or surprising] and acts like it's the most obvious thing in the world

Say you're complaining about a classmate, probably the class president- Kageyama - and while Zero thinks it's funny he'll be like "Why not just ignore him? That's what I do."

^ You wanted to reply, but you decided to not comment on how Zero sleeps through every class

He waits for you to get your stuff ready when leaving class and will wait for you

^ This surprised Yuki, because he never waited for her

Kaname finds out about you and when you accidentally [On your end. He was looking for you on purpose] run into him, you're taken by surprise. You didn't know who he was, because you were never into the 'Night Class', because your parents paid for you to go to school not oogle boys, but you do know he's from the Night Class, because of his uniform.

^ "Sorry..."

^ "It's all right. Are you okay?"

^ "Yeah..."

^ There's a few seconds of awkward silence with you looking at anything but him

^ "You're Y/n L/n, right?"

^ You were taken a back that he knew your name. How the hell did he know your name. Instead of confirming his question, you decided to lie.

^ "No. You must be thinking of someone else"

^ He hums, but doesn't respond

^ Thankfully you don't have to worry about it to much, because Zero shows up

^ The awkward atmosphere takes a huge turn and you feel like you're being choked by the new atmosphere. You can tell they don't like each other

Zero tells you to stay away from Kaname and doesn't even let you explain yourself. He just wants you to be safe

#yandere zero #yandere vampire knight #vampire knight #zero x reader #yandere vampire #yandere zero x reader #zero kiryu x reader #zero kiryu #yandere zero kiryu #vampire night headcanons

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tenjikubaby · 2 years

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rindou may break his enemies’ bones but never ur heart <3 <3

alternatively titled, “projecting everything my last relationship lacked on imagined romantic scenarios with rindou”

What’s it like having Rindou as your partner? Gender-neutral HCs

#2 Best Boyfriend Rindou. Dependable. Affectionate. Secret softie.

➼ Rindou lets you listen to all his mixes and always asks what you think. He’s always excited to share them with you. Be honest but also hype him up, would you? He values your opinion so much. If you happen to love something he made, he’d be so, so happy.

➼ He could remix your favorite song, maybe make an original mix inspired by music you like. Maybe you could work on something together if you’re a musician.

➼ When you’re sleeping together, he tends to roll over so that you’re under him and just stays there. So in the morning, you wake up to a whole Rindou on top of you. He’s warm though, and honestly I wouldn’t complain.

➼ Let’s say you’re the one who patches him up after he and Ran return from a fight. This guy would exaggerate his pain so you’d baby him more. (“Oh no, my poor baby! Where does it hurt?”) Either you fall for this act, or you know what he’s doing but choose to give him what he wants anyway. Ran would witness all this and just roll his eyes.

➼ Would talk your ears off if you’d let him. Rindou has A LOT of stories to tell and he’s always excited to share them with you. He’s the type of person that, while telling his stories, would stop in the middle and say “Wait, wait. Before that, this happened,” and it’s adorable! But he’ll soon notice that he’s been talking too much. He’d say a sheepish sorry and asks about your day. (Note: It’s adorable how he shared two stories on his CB3 profile)

➼ He may talk a lot about himself and his experiences, but he is NOT the type of person to just let you finish and bring the topic back to him. Conversations with Rindou are always fulfilling for the both of you. You’re also free to talk to him about whatever! He loves to hear you talk about your interests as well, and loves when he learns new things from you.

➼ He’d try to get into your interests so you’d have more stuff to talk about or do together. If you’re a reader, he’d ask for book recommendations (though I don’t really see him as someone who reads. If any of the Haitani brothers read, it would probably be Ran). He would pick it up and constantly update you on his progress.

➼ Expect A LOT of gifts on your birthday. A huge plushie? Yes. A cake or any dessert you like? Got it. A handwritten birthday letter? It’s there. A book, movie, or video game you’ve been wanting? Rindou remembered, and he got it for you. He never gives just one gift.

➼ When he tried to make you a birthday cake, it was so dry and the frosting was so sloppily done. Ran saw and tried to help but he somehow made it worse and it looked like it was about to fall over. So they called Kaku over for help. Kaku helped them turn the failed cake into a cake pop bouquet while Izana watched and ate frosting. Rindou still owes him one.

➼ Since TR is (mostly) set in the 2000s, I just thought of burned CDs! Rindou makes playlists for you and burns them onto CDs, which he would write little notes on. You do the same for him and he keeps all of them in his CD shelves to play whenever he misses you.

➼ Kiss him out of the blue! Maybe do it while he’s talking or focusing intensely on something he’s doing. Do it, because it always makes him smile and you get to see his dimples. (Imagine Rindou with dimples? Waaaaaa ang guwapo :”) ) He’ll give you a kiss or more back.

➼ At night, if you’re not together, he calls you before bed to talk about how your days went. If your day was pretty uneventful, Rindou just rambles on about how his meeting went, something Ran did, or other stuff he might want to share. He’d say “good night” and “I love you” before hanging up.

➼ If you’re interested in fitness, that’s another thing you and your boyfriend can bond over! He’ll assist you through difficult exercises. Have you seen partner workouts? You’d definitely do those together. And if you’re okay with it, you might even do those partner workouts where the couples... kiss 😳 (It ends in a makeout session)

➼ Once Ran likes you enough, Ran might ask Rindou to invite you over for dinner. Rindou is then subjected to the torture of his of his brother showing you all his baby pics and sharing embarrassing stories from when they were kids. Rindou wanted you to get along with Ran, but not like this :(

#tokyo revengers headcanons #rindou haitani #rindou haitani x reader #tokyo revengers x reader #tenjikubaby

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solarmorrigan · 1 year

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Little epilogue to the “Steve crochets Eddie a scarf” story (I promise I’m done now)

Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3 | Part 4 | Ao3

“What are you working on?” El asks, leaning slightly into Eddie’s space to watch as he works.

Eddie pulls his latest stitch tight and tilts the fabric a bit so El can see the patch he’s securing. “I’m putting my new battle vest together,” he says. “Since someone bled all over the last one.”

“You knew I was bleeding when you gave it to me!” Steve snaps from the other end of the couch. “Anyway, we salvaged most of the patches, I don’t see why you have to keep complaining about it.”

“Because you’re so pretty when you’re irritated,” Eddie says, and he can hear Will give a snort of laughter from where he’s bent over a sketchpad on the floor.

Baby Byers is the latest addition to their little group of creatives; he doesn’t do anything with yarn or thread, but he does set up with colored pencils or, sometimes, a little set of watercolors and listens while Steve and Joyce gossip.

(His presence has stumped Steve’s continued efforts at naming the group, however.

“Five people probably makes up, like, an actual circle, but he doesn’t do… fabric-related things,” Steve ponders.

“Call it a craft pentagram,” Eddie suggests.

“No,” Steve vetoes immediately. “Besides, it’s six when Murray shows up.”

Right. That guy.

Eddie isn’t quite sure what he thinks of Murray Bauman just yet; he doesn’t appreciate the relentless roasting of his and Steve’s “honeymoon phase” (Bauman’s words, not his), but it is funny watching him threaten to teach Steve how to knit. In either case, Bauman and Joyce are good friends, so he’ll have to be included in the final group count.

Eddie and Steve decide to think on the name a little longer.)

“What is a battle vest?” El asks.

“It’s a metal thing. You put stuff like patches and pins onto a vest to show off the bands you like, the stuff you support, the stuff you don’t support – shit like that.” Eddie spreads the vest out a bit more to show El what he’s gotten done so far; he’s collected a few more patches since this spring, and he’s still considering what he wants to do with the pack panel, but he thinks it’s really coming together.

El runs a finger over the Motörhead patch. “And you sew it yourself?”

“That’s the only way to do it, kid.” Eddie grins. “My uncle Wayne taught me to sew when I came to stay with him. Said it was something everyone should know how to do.” Here, El nods wisely, and Eddie can see both Steve and Joyce grinning in his periphery. “I’m pretty sure I fidgeted and fussed through every single lesson, but he was right. I was glad I at least knew the basics once I started putting my first vest together.”

El studies his work a little longer before declaring, “It’s bitchin’,” and startling a bark of laughter out of Eddie.

“Thank you very much,” he says, pulling the vest back into his lap. “At least someone appreciates it.”

“Not taking the bait,” Steve drawls.

“Did you do these, too?” El draws Eddie’s attention back; she’s brushing a thumb over the bottom hem of the vest, where Eddie has sewn in a tiny swarm of bats in purple thread.

“Oh. Yeah, those are mine,” Eddie says. “That’s a little different from what I’m doing with the patches. Just some dumb embroidery.”

“I like it,” El says, looking up at him. “Would you show me how?”

Eddie blinks, taken aback by the sincerity in the request. “Uh – well, yeah, sure. I think I’ve got some extra stuff at home I can bring next time. I’m not, like, the best at it, but–”

“Thank you.” El cuts off Eddie’s uncertainty with a smile. “And I can show you how to crochet.”

Eddie can’t say he’s ever really wanted to learn how to crochet – or that he’d even really known what it was until a few months ago; he’s mostly been content to leave that particular craft to Steve.

He glances over to where Steve is sitting now, frowning over the blanket (afghan?) he’s finally decided to try his hand at; despite what Steve says about not being sure about what he’s doing, it’s coming out beautifully. Eddie knows it’s going to end up a prized possession on Buckley’s bed when it’s done.

From the chair beside Steve’s end of the couch, Joyce catches Eddie’s eye and gives him a sly smile he finds he can’t help but return.

And as Eddie thinks about it, it’s a gift all on its own, isn’t it? Getting to teach someone something you know, getting to learn something from them, too. And hell, you can never have too many hobbies.

“Yeah,” Eddie finally says, turning back to El. “Why not?”

#steddie #eddie & el #eddie munson #el hopper #steve harrington #stranger things #no tag list this time because no one explicitly asked and I don't know if those things are just supposed to carry over??#but anyway I'm done bothering you guys with this fic now I swear #solar wrote #eddiesteve

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pocketramblr · 8 days

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AU! Inko having a sugar baby arrangement with Giran that accidently resulted in Izuku. Izuku has no idea who his father is, and Giran doesn't find out he has a son until later when the League captures Izuku instead of Bakugo.

oh good the antidote to Nao in Situations... Giran Simping!

1- I think Inko kept the sugar baby arrangement up with several others since, runs an OF, wrote some steamy novels under her OF name, that sort of thing. got an little online boutique she's started more recently with her designs for plus size clothes and underthings. Izuku is generally aware of his mother's career and is fine with it, and is also fine with Inko working to keep most of it out of his sight. just another one of those potentially awkward things they're accustomed to but don't talk about. like his mysterious father. or his seeming lack of a quirk.

2- seeming, as he lacks the toe-joint that says he's quirkless for sure, but nothing obvious has ever shown up. he's smart, but not unnaturally so. none of the mental quirk tests led anywhere. he isn't officially recorded as quirkless, but he assumes that by now he's got to be. Huh anyway weird that he is able to specifically remember instances of quirk use with perfect clarity because he's interested in it, able to analyze what he saw even if it was only once, and also, the weird ofa memory stuff- but we'll get to that

3- so izuku's got a fairly normal life, gets bullied, sludge villain, etc etc etc. And then he gets OfA. and then UA gets attacked. And then UA throws a sports festival anyway. and then he gets brainwashed. And then he sees weird ghostly figures behind All Might! But All Might says he's seen them before too, and they can't interact. just glimpses of the people who used to wield the quirk. Izuku's seen them earlier than he did, probably either the quirk being stronger or an effect of brainwashing. Ok, cool, normal. Iida tries to kill a serial killer, less normal. The next night, Izuku has a vivid dream of scolding some child named Kotaro for drawing on his teacher's desk in permanent marker. not normal at all. He has no idea where it came from. but it keeps happening. Strange dreams- not every night, maybe a few times a month, but each time vivid and unlike anyone he knows. It isn't until he's patching up a shirt in a dream, when a man opens the door and says "Bruce! We got a lead on All For One- and his brother!" that he realizes what he might be seeing. Nervously, he brings it up to All Might, who agrees it sounds like flashes of the past users he can see, but not interact with. after all, the dreams just play out as memories with him unable to change anything. But its probably just because of how strong OfA is now, with Izuku's practice charging it up more! "It's a wonderful sign, young Midoriya, and I hope you have good memory dreams tonight. You're going to the mall with all your classmates tomorrow, right? and camp is next week! Who knows what you'll pull out of that quirk next, incredible."

4- the mall... happens. And so does camp... and Dabi ends up with Izuku instead. Shigaraki complains loudly about not getting the one on the take list. Dabi complains loudly about how he didn't see Shigaraki doing any work on that mission. Izuku- well he doesn't complain, but he does ask pretty loudly why Kacchan was on the list, and Shigaraki goes "oh, friend of yours? i guess we can keep you alive long enough to lure him here." and Izuku has just enough preservation to point out he's pretty sure that won't happen. He does, however, end up chained to a chair, still in horrible pain due to his broken bones, listening to Shigaraki on the phone asking some guy for intel on him and Kacchan.

5- About an hour later, a guy walks in with a file of papers and shoves the top one at Shigaraki. Shigraki reads the paper. Looks at the new guy. reads the paper again. Looks at Izuku. Decays the paper. Tells the new guy he's got ten minutes, and orders everyone out. Izuku notes that Kurogiri is still there. New guy, who smells like cigarettes when he gets close to Izuku, stares at him. Izuku isn't sure what he's looking for, but he glares back. New guy huffs. "Well, you're certainly Inko's, at least." That gets a reaction from Izuku. Shoulders tense. Eyebrows narrow. "How do you know my mom?" "Well, kid, I'm an intel broker. That give you any ideas?" "My mom wouldn't go to a crook like you for information." He's right. "Right. Now come on, be smart kid. If we weren't meeting on account of my job, then...?" Izuku blinks. His mother's? but- no. Absolutely not. "Mhm. If i can remember my old password to get into this account i can show you the old messages we had... dated about seventeen years ago. You're just sixteen now, aren't ya?" New guy, who Izuku strongly hopes is lying, fiddles with his phone, typing something. "And I trust Inko to be professional, loyal. So there's an eighty percent chance, at least." "Eighty percent chance of what?" "What's your quirk, kid?" It takes Izuku too long to say "Superpower." New guy laughs. "Now if I knew Inko well, and I did, then 'superpower' is not the name she would have given the name of a quirk that powered her toddler's bones... but you didn't have that quirk back then. What's your real quirk, not the one you just got this year?" Izuku is pretty sure that Shigaraki's teacher is AfO. He knows about OFA, obviously, though Shigaraki doesn't. This guy may or may not. So instead of answering, he just shrugs. "Let me guess. You didn't have one, or, something about remembering? Maybe forgetting? Attracting memories, that'd be a fun combo, hah. Or, quirkless, like I was before, you know... we each found an in." Izuku tries to glare again, but... well, the memories in ofa are a new thing... and quirks can have strange activators... "Ah! Here we go!" New guy, who Izuku would rather not think of as 'eighty percent chance of being his father', moves around the chair and angles his phone down in front of Izuku so he can see the screen. Instead of old messages, there's a notepad. He scrolls slowly so Izuku can read. The writing on it says "look. we both know AfO wants your quirk. But he isn't going to try and get it until Shigaraki's done with you, so play along, maybe some info here and there to 'lure' the bakugou kid to you. even odds the heroes get here first and you're fine. if they don't, i can get afo to spare your life. not your quirk, but he'll let me keep my son. you can't fight out of here, i'm the only out. but you can't tell anyone about this deal. Not the heroes, not the other villains. got it?" Izuku stares at the note. "Do you get it, kid?" The broker asks, quietly. Izuku is pretty sure he's going to fight a way out anyway, but for now... "Got it." "Good." The broker stands up and walks back in front of him, "Izuku, right? Open up." Izuku starts to ask why and gets a cotton swab in his mouth for it, then before he can bite on it to break it it's out again, tucked into a bag then a pocket. "What was that for?" He snaps. "Well, gotta make sure, right? eighty percent isn't one hundred." "And if i'm not?" "Then Inko will owe me one hell of a favor." "... And if I am?" "Then you will." The broker shrugs, turns to go. "Wait-" Izuku starts, then isn't sure where to keep going. The broker looks at him. "What's your name?" The broker laughs a little. "Ah, good question. What'd Inko call me?" Izuku tries to remember. She didn't usually, but he thinks there was one time when it was someone else asking... "Hisashi?" "Hisashi." The broker repeats. "Ah, see, that's poetic! Much more the kind of name Inko would come up with. She's a great writer, you know." Izuku glares so hard that the broker who's definitely not actually named Hisashi makes his way out of the room without another word.

+1- when Shigaraki comes back, he orders Kurogiri give him something strong enough to wipe that mental image from his mind, and then starts asking Izuku about his friend. And his friend's weaknesses. Izuku is unimpressed and he almost forgets his maybe-dad's plan- "Kacchan is really strong, he doesn't have many weaknesses, since he's so practiced with his quirk that-", but only almost, "I don't know, i scared him with a spider once. but we were like, seven. and i guess i wanted to send him a whole box of spiders after he stole my all might-"..... Shigaraki latches on to the 'wait, he stole things from you? potential for crime? i knew it' thing, Toga latches onto the spiders box thing, and so does Dabi but he does it in the opposite direction, complaining that spiders is so basic, and by the time he was seven, he had already tried to murder his baby brother. Magne then asks "wait, you tried to kill a baby? not succeeded? you failed to kill a baby?" which Dabi then responds by reminding her of her less than stellar ratio of successful kills. Compress asks for one of whatever Shigaraki is having, and swipes his' drink too. Spinner keeps trying to sneak closer to Izuku to ask him questions about Stain, and Izuku is slowly starting to feel like he might actually survive long enough to escape or be rescued before he is either turned to dust or tortured for his quirk.

#click the readmore we even got making fun of dabi in there #'isn't simping for giran the cure for s-' its a panacea #pocket talks to people #ask game #anon

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abiiors · 7 months

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could u write something about pampering ross? like full on doing skincare on him, doing some type of hair treatment that he didn’t know he had to do now that has long hair and maybe trying to convince him to let u paint his nails stuff like that :)

ROSS LET ME PAINT YOUR NAILS I BEG!!! also this is fully inspired by iilwy just so you know hehe // mentions of weed

wc: 800

“and so this,” ross points at a tiny bottle of clay mask in front of you, “this is to…?”

the helplessness in his voice makes you giggle slightly. sunday afternoon pamper sessions aren’t new to you—getting out of your everything shower each week and sitting in front of the dresser to do your detailed skincare is something you look forward to quite a lot.

but ross somehow always looks at all the bottles and jars littered on the dresser and walks away. in his defense today, he is a bit zooted, being clingy in general and watching you as you do one step of your skincare after the other, asking loads of questions.

“it’s cooling, feels really good! wanna try?” you offer, picking up the bottle and opening it all while he stares at you and it, intently.

ross shrugs. “only if you put it on me.”

excitement fills you at the thought of sharing this with him. your own cute little date night. so you move, about to scoot your chair close to him but he clicks his tongue in protest. “no, c’mere!”

he pats his lap looking at you hopefully with big eyes, pupils blown wide—probably from the weed but also because he hasn’t stopped staring at you for the last ten minutes.

“right then,” you hide a smile, “on your lap it is.”

his arms wrap around your waist as soon as you settle on his lap, jar in one hand and a brush in the other. and ross hums, absolutely content.

“so what this does…” you start with applying it on his cheek, trying not to get too much of it on his beard all while blabbing on about what the clay mask does. his eyes follow your movement, roaming all over your face as you concentrate on putting on an even layer of it on his face.

“and there’s aloe in it, which feels so nice—you’re not listening to a word i’m saying are you?”

his eyes widen slightly and you fail at stifling another giggle.

“well,” even through the thin layer of clay, you can see the way his cheeks go pink, “i was listening to you i promise! you looked so cute just now, i got a bit… a bit distracted.”

with each protest, his arms tighten around you until you’re biting your lip trying to stifle your laughter because of how sheepish he looks. “oh just now? i don’t look cute all the time?”

“no that’s not… you do! i promise!”

another giggle from you and he’s narrowing his eyes. “you’re taking the piss!”

it’s the last straw that has you gasping with laughter, almost getting teary-eyed in the process until he cracks a smile too. “you’re a menace,” he accuses but keeps looking at you with the same wide eyes and slightly loopy smile.

“and now the mask stays on for ten minutes,” you instruct, about to get off his lap to put it on your face but that only has him holding onto you tighter, protesting.

“no, where are you going?!”

“need to put it on my face too, babe.” before you’re even done answering, he’s taking the jar and the brush out of your hands, scooping up some of the mask just the way you had.

in moments, you feel the cool clay on your face, making you flutter your eyes shut. sitting there getting pampered feels so absolutely amazing that you make no move to get off him even after he’s done. not like he’s complaining.

but eventually the mask hardens and there’s only so much time you have before it gets itchy and uncomfortable. so you coax him to the bathroom, making sure both of you get all of it off and patting your face dry while going back to the bedroom.

“what’s next?” he asks, flopping onto the bed, once again ready to watch you at work.

“mmm, i was thinking of painting my nails,” you smile at him somewhat coyly, fluttering your eyelashes, giving him your best puppy eyes. “join me? you can pick the colour too.”

you expect him to grumble or just outright say no, to your absolute surprise, he just nods instantly. the weed’s working more in your favour that you thought…

“yeah?”

“whatever you want, baby,” he answers, sitting up when you place your nail varnish collection in front of him. one by one he riffles through it, picking up colours and putting them down, keeping some aside that grab his eye.

“you’d seriously let me paint your nails?” you ask once again just in case, just a bit astonished.

“would let you do whatever you want baby,” he mumbles, “as long as it makes you happy!”

#✉️#ross macdonald #ross macdonald x reader #ross macdonald x you #♡: ross blurbs #tw: weed

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larcenywrites · 11 months

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Raising a Baby Together | Headcanons

young!Tony Stark x Reader

Tony's barely navigated adulthood, and now he's navigating parenthood? He's not sure which is harder: working the 9 to 5 or keeping up with his little Starks!

Warnings: very mild sexual references | mild pregnancy references | one use of a she/her pronoun/term for reader

Family Series: 1 2 3

💠You hardly managed to keep track of one fussy baby, and now you have to keep up with Tony and his son? It's as stressful as it sounds, but at least his dear mother is around to help out at first! Especially considering Tony is finally working with his father and out of the house during the week.

💠But don't worry! He's definitely sticking around the house for that first week. He needs to learn how to change diapers and make a bottle, too! And struggle just as much to get baby to take said bottle.

💠Tony talks to his newborn as if he should understand words! Tony doesn't sound frustrated or anything, but he's not really cooing at him either?

💠"C'mon, we both know you're hungry." He sounds like a sleazy street salesman or like he's about to bribe a dirty cop. At least your son isn't crying anymore, cozied up in dad's arms, but sometimes he plays the waiting game and refuses to eat for a few minutes. Nothing is even wrong! He probably just likes to drive Tony crazy. It's entertaining to watch if you're around!

💠"No, do it like this," Tony chides playingly when he turns away, lifting the bottle to mouth. His son simply blinks up at him before smiling widely when he pretends to spit it out. "You eat this stuff?" He exclaims, smiling with him and sneaking the bottle right into his mouth. Somehow it works (almost) every time

💠"Do anything fun today?" He asks something like this nearly every day when he comes home and lifts him from his bouncer. He never answers, though. "Yeah, I didn't either."

💠"Were you good for mama today?" He makes sure to ask when he wanders to your side.

💠"Mostly," you tease, turning towards him when he's leaning in for a kiss.

💠"Well he's doing better than me," he mumbles back before smacking your thigh. Not in front of the kid!

💠Tony is struggling with his new work schedule, to say the least, and you're both struggling with the baby's schedule. Tony isn't used to waking up at 7am every day and is still awake throughout much of the night ☹️ The good thing is that he's able to take care of baby at 2am and really doesn't seem to mind! But you'll definitely be taking any shifts after 5am when Tony is finally asleep, and you'll probably have to get him out of bed, too 😅

💠Maria doesn't mind helping while Tony's away if you need it! Besides, she's probably pretty bored anyway. Howard's always gone during the week, but now Tony is too?? Maybe she can teach you a few tips and tricks that worked on a baby Tony, and she gets to gush over a baby again 🥰 and possibly spoil him more than Tony 🤫

💠But as soon as Tony is home, that baby is his! Unless your son is down for a nap, then you have to deal with a pouting Tony that also needs a nap, if we're being honest. But, well, with baby asleep, maybe you can finally get a nap, too! And cuddle up with your lover for a while 😉 Unless your bundle of joy wakes up crying, but, hey, Tony was the one pitching a fit about seeing him earlier, so make him go deal with it 🤧

💠Listen to him on the baby monitor every time! When he's already awake, you can hear Tony overexaggerate a surprised gasp before you hear a much softer "hey, junior" followed by another "hi!" when he picks him up 🥺 "Oh, what's wrong little man" he coos late at night when you both wake up to crying. You're not sure exactly how he does it, but he always manages to get him right back to sleep! Sometimes you might hear him humming the tune of a song that you used to dance to, or sometimes you might wake up to find that Tony had fallen asleep on the sofa or recliner in the nursery, with mini-him still in his arms or on his chest. And then he complains about his back hurting like he's some old man, and you might find that the next time he's taking a nap, he and baby are both in the bed 🥺

💠But the two of you always put him into his crib together before you both go to bed. For those first weeks, it may be the only quiet time you can really spend together, which is quite a change 💔 Tony is pretty clingy because of it. If you're not walking around, he's right next to you on the sofa with arms wrapped around you and head on your shoulder 🥺 Or he'll take a turn at holding him, especially if you're having trouble, and this time you can cozy up to him and ask about his day! And the soft conversation does help put your son to sleep, and sometimes one of you! And Tony is far too afraid that he'll wake both of you, so he'll just sit there until he gets the courage to try and stir you 😅 But if he falls asleep on you, well, at least he's easy to wake up?

💠When Tony is home for the weekend, and therefore not as tired as he is during the week, the house is full of noise, and Tony wants to take his son everywhere. His four-month-old won't necessarily remember the aquarium or the zoo or get to try all the different foods at his favorite restaurant, but they both share those always curious eyes, but this time the wonder in Tony's is more focused on the wonder in his son's 🥹

💠Tony can behave when you're out and about, but at home? He does anything and everything to keep his kid entertained, or maybe just to keep him entertained. Especially when he finally starts laughing, it's all you'll hear. Tony is constantly playing peek-a-boo or simply repeating the same babbling sounds and coos. When that little hand is grabbing at his face, baby seems to find it pretty hilarious when dad nibbles his arm or starts poking his cheeks instead! Sometimes you can't decide who's louder!

💠And, well, Tony's decided he can't get enough of all those smiles and laughter and crying, sooo he's going to have to figure out how to bounce two babies on his leg 😌 It may be a bit soon, but Tony doesn't want his son to get lonely like he did as a kid :( Your son doesn't actually understand, but eventually he starts mimicking Tony and touches and kisses your tummy 🥺

💠"Come on, you can say dada." Once again, he sounds like he's trying to bribe him. Only incoherent baby babbling follows, along with Tony's slightly frustrated sigh. "Close enough." When he does finally say it, you're probably not around, and Tony barely registers it while he's busy making lunch. He quickly turns around, pointing an accusatory finger his way. "Did you just say what I think you said?" But he only gets an innocent grin in return. He'll probably only say it again when you walk by, and while you're busy gasping and turning towards Tony, he's pointing fingers again. "I knew I wasn't crazy!"

💠Once your baby is old enough for baby food, you can guarantee that Tony is doing a taste test every time! His opinion is never very high, but at least when your son is busy laughing at dad's funny face, he can sneak that spoon right into his mouth!

And with the ability to eat more foods, comes Tony's excitement to give him sour things like lemons 🍋 and honestly he's just excited to share, like, a bowl of cheerios or something

💠But if you're ever all around the table for dinner, someone's parents probably want their grandson to sit by them for once to feed and talk to, and Tony isn't quite used to that… he's not afraid to act silly to get his son's attention from the other side of the table and make him laugh 🥰 especially if Tony has already checked out of a boring conversation. And baby must be tired of it too, because when even dad isn't fun anymore, causing trouble and flinging rice is!

💠Maria is always buying new clothes, and half of them don't fit anymore after a month or two 😔 At least you can save them for the next little one coming soon! Speaking of which, she sends her condolences when it turns out to be another boy… Even she doesn't want to keep up with three Tonys 🤧

💠But Tony sure is excited! Excited to cause trouble with his boys, that is 🙄 It's years away, luckily for you, but Tony's already buying plastic tools and talking about the lab. It might make you a bit nervous, considering all the incidents you've had to bandage up, but it is sweet to see him talk about it. He didn't exactly have the best father and son experience, but he's more than ready to make his own ❤️

💠And it must be working already because any time Tony walks into the room, whoever is holding his son will be forced to give him up— and not because Tony is the one pouting about it! Eventually your son starts to point and grab for his dad when he's returned from being out of sight for a few minutes too long! And poor Tony can never resist, even if he recently handed him off because he was getting tired 😭 "Okay, little Stark," he sighs, giving in and taking him back into his arms. But everyone awwws when he lays his head on Tony's shoulder 🥺 and now Tony definitely can't hand him off again while he's so cute and comfy! And Tony hasn't lost that proud smirk— yeah, he's the best dad with the cutest baby 😌

💠You can guarantee that his mom is eager to not only take pictures, but to go through all of the ones from back then! Tony still has a bit of that baby face himself 🥺

💠And Howard is, well, kinda still Howard. He may not be the most reactive or act the most excited, but he does love his grandson even if he doesn't ask to hold him very often. But he and Maria are more than happy to watch him when you two want a day or night to yourselves! With they way they talk about him, your son must be a perfect angel! You aren't quite convinced when you attempt to put him to sleep that night.

💠He's learned to wave bye to Jarvis every time you leave, and the always calm and collected butler can't help but melt and coo at the newest Stark🥹

💠With baby's first steps comes another one that can't even lift his head yet. Tony took pride in always being the favorite, but as soon as his oldest learned to walk? Gone like the wind! Tony is the one following him around, and always hovering so anxiously. But the kiddo doesn't need anyone to hold his hand, literally! Tony won't say it, but something about it has him a little sad :( At least he has a newborn that can't scramble away just yet? Give it a week or so, though, and he's tottering back to dad with any toy he can find :) and maybe a leaf or two that fell off of a houseplant that he miraculously didn't try to eat 😮‍💨

💠At this point, Tony better have figured out that work/sleep schedule because you sure can't handle them both at the same time! Even if he's literally falling asleep at the table while bottle-feeding your youngest, he is dedicated to the cause. And he finds it hard to put one down for the other, but so do his sons. If his youngest is giggling at his peppering kisses, his oldest is begging for some love, too 😠

💠But, things aren't always so peachy around the house… your 16-month-old has decided it's more fun to throw those chunky plastic cars around instead of sending them down their track, and your 3-month-old is not very happy with all the noise during his nap time 🥲 These are definitely the days that Tony is both glad to be gone, and also feels pretty bad when he comes home to you needing a nap just as much as your littlest one, before immediately getting a plastic hammer thrown at him. And while he's trying his best, for once even he can't get either of them down for a nap, and at dinner time, every single chicken nugget ends up on the floor. At least the chicken nugget thrower himself thinks it's funny, and it's probably the only thing keeping Tony smiling right now 🙂

💠Tony has no idea how discipline works anyway, much less on a baby! And, well, Tony really doesn't want to have to do any of that anyway :( Has he ever even said the word "no"? Suddenly it feels much harder, but he can't just let his kid get away with trying to crawl up the stairs on his own! Eventually he'll get better at it, but... maybe he should ask his mom about it. Or Jarvis? He wasn't exactly disciplined either, huh... or not in the right ways, at least 😬

💠As much as Howard and Tony still have their differences, they can definitely bond over their experiences with their respective troublemakers 😇

"Was I that bad?"

"No, you were worse."

💠You two finally manage to get them to eat and somehow to sleep, but by the time you do, Tony's probably sprawled out on the floor and nodding off, and also acting like a baby when you try to get him up 🙄 but he's wide awake when his low groans of protest stir one of the sleeping Starks right next to him 🫣 if we stay still enough he'll go back to sleep on his own…

💠But it's after the worst days that Tony tries to be a little more romantic! He hasn't forgotten about his dedication to you too! Date nights are a bit sporadic now, and you don't have quite as much time between yourselves anymore, but no matter how tired you both are, who could say no to him setting up a nice bath and pouring your favorite wine 😘 Especially after a few convincing kisses and a sly grin that's always up to no good~

Family Man Series: 1 2 3

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actualbird · 1 year

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im beginning to doubt if luke packed like, an adequate amount of clothes in his luggage for this villa auction trip. because would he even have space for that given all the inVESTIGATION TOOLS HE BROUGHT ALONG WITH HIM?????

1 ) substance analyzer

(sidenote: how DID vyn know about this device??? what chemical testing adventures did luke and vyn get up to offscreen?????)

2 ) fingerprint testing kit

(sidenote: my buddy beckthebeetle said "how on earth did luke get a match for the prints if he cant connect to the internet???" which is such a good point and also so funny that i will be returning to it)

3 ) sAFE CRACKING TOOLS????

(sidenote: luke can crack safes. if he werent a government employee, he'd make SUCH a good master thief)

i know all these things are described as small, as they all somehow fit in a small bag he must have on-hand with him at all times (i cant believe luke pearce has the Bag Of Holding), but their size isnt my concern here. it's the fact that he Brought all of them. while they are all under the general category of Tools That Could Be Useful On An Investigation, their purposes and uses are wildly different, so it's simply a testament to how luke is bonkers (i say this oh so affectionately) and packing just anything and everything he thinks could POSSIBLY be useful later on. lest we all forget, he brought his resin kit to khaimit back in SOTT. so i wouldnt be surprised if he had a block of C4 tucked away in his luggage. just in case.

PLUS, luke brought peanut (arguably also an investigation tool but thats just a bonus, this bird is primarily an emotional support tool and also BirdSon) with him so he mustve brought peanut's food and treats because no matter how much he complains about peanut's chunkiness, he spoils that bird like nothing else. so i posit that his luggage is 40% tools + 40% peanut things + and 20% luke's actual day-to-day stuff that he brought along

and thus

luke: okay i need to ask a favor but none of you can tell mc, okay? does anyone have extra socks i can borrow?

artem, marius, vyn, taken aback because they thought with all the secrecy that it had something to do with luke's mysterious "vitamins" that he takes at HQ sometimes: socks???

luke: yeah, socks

artem: why?

luke: im out of socks

artem, who finds the concept of being underprepared to be unthinkable: youre out of socks? how??

vyn: i took you as somebody who was prepared for everything

marius: yeah, you brought safe cracking tools but you didnt bring socks?

luke: i brought...way more than just the safe cracking tools. which is probably why...i forgot to pack more socks

artem: how on earth were safe cracking tools higher on your list of priorities than socks?

vyn: in a similar vein, how was your chemical analyzer higher on that list of priorities too

luke: i know i know! but can we stop dissing on my lack of socks and start helping out with a collaborative solution to my lack of socks?

marius: and the fingerprint kit!!!---

luke: guys plEASE

marius: ---actually, wait a second. how did you get a match for sam zheng's fingerprint? theres no internet, you couldnt have connected to any databases to run that print through

luke: SOCKS. ANYBODY?

artem: no no, i was curious about that too, how did that work?

vyn: see this piece of information as your payment for the socks. quid pro quo

luke: you dont need the internet to create a new database of collected prints! okay, socks now, please? help?

artem: wait, no no. did you say 'create' a new database

vyn: and 'collected'

luke: ...............OKAY, LISTEN....

marius: oh my GOD? dude, did you fucking get everybody's prints at the villa???

luke: there was NOTHING TO DO for a few days and i was getting BORED doing NOTHING so might as well just lift everybody's prints from cutlery and furniture for future reference than do NOTHING but be alone with the fact im lacking SOCKS. SO CAN ANYBODY LEND ME SOME SOCKS ;-;

#tears of themis #anyhoo done with phase 3 plot!! this case took a turn for the What The Fuck and it's v interesting!!#luke pearce

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madnessreruns · 1 year

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could I request yandere headcanons for the riddler from the arkham games?

Yandere! Riddler x G/N Reader HCs

Warnings: Obsessive and possessive behavior, murder, kidnapping, and swearing

Note: I did this as soon as I saw this request I swear I’m going feral. I probably won’t ever write HCs as long as this, I just got really into this one.

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Uh oh!! Oh no!! Your fucked!!!!

Okay so, I presume this is during Knight, I don’t know why, but his appearance in that game gives me the most yandere or possible yandere vibes. Idk why.

So, how would he become a yandere is a very good question, that is rather easy to answer.

When he sees you, he sees a shining light. Someone who is on the same level as him, someone whose brighter and smarter then everyone else in this hellscape of a city. Someone who would be perfect to be with him.

I mean you were just like him! Smart, problem solving, absolutely stunning! Why would he let you be oogled and stared at by other men, when he can do you a favor, and take you himself.

As I said he sees what he does as a favor. You should be grateful! The worlds smartest man has taken you in, why should you complain? It’s better then being out there.

Okay but going back to him first seeing you and stuff.

He was probably scooping out perfect victims for his new trap, he needed someone your weight and height, but he didn’t expect to find you.

You had been out on his radar after he spotted you out somewhere. He quickly found your name, your address, your criminal record (if you have one), your personal info, everything like that.

He began to watch you, to figure out the best time to snatch you up, when he began to realize who you were. Not in a literal sense he already knew who you were, but your true personality.

Your wit, your kindness, your love for everyone and everything around you. Most of all your intelligence and determination to problem solve.

At first he laughed, someone trying to be as good as he was, but he kept watching, unable to rip his eyes from you while watching play a puzzle game through your monitor. Being amazed as you solved the puzzles almost as quickly as he did.

He began to watch you more and more, through anything he could. Computer cameras, phone cameras, surveillance cameras, having his men follow your around and reporting back to him.

He said it was simply because he needed to know more about you, to make sure you’d be perfect for his trap.

But everyone knew that was a lie. He watched you for hours on end, even if you were simply sleeping, or scrolling through your phone. He’s skip meals, forget to sleep and bathe, he’s even forget to do his work. He just, stared, not knowing why, he just felt so compelled to.

When he was finally pulled to his senses as you were in a cafe, talking, chatting, even laughing, with another man.

Watching you, listening to your conversations and it’s this mystery stranger, god it made his blood boil. He didn’t like it, he hated it even. His new obsession was being chatted up by a new fella.

He had spent the last- he didn’t even know how long, must’ve been week, maybe even months, doing nothing but watching you. Writing down every little detail of you, and this- absolute bastard thinks he can just come on and ruin it!

He hates that he cares so much about this, about you. He then started to build a new trap, a new torture room. Suited specifically for that man you were talking to, and unlike the other ones, this one was impossible for I get out of. Well, maybe not for you, but for that wretch you were talking to.

He was nothing, he was worthless. He didn’t deserve to talk to you, and you bet Ed was going to make that known.

He was going to broadcast it, to everyone. Making sure the entire city knew how stupid this man was, not being able to solve simple puzzles. He was especially excited to see your reaction, when you realized the man who was talking to was a complete fool, a moron.

After that he becomes more protective, more obsessive over you. Fuck he won’t admit it, but he needs you.

This leads to his plan, he makes him home luxurious, a place you would never want to leave. He keeps you there, making sure he was the only one to be able to be with you, to talk to you, to touch you.

He orders his henchmen to stop whatever there doing, and start doing all these, what seems to be random tasks for him. Clean up his home, buy new furniture, make it seem like his home was a haven. A sanctuary from the outside world.

While they are doing that, he starts making his crimes more extravagant, an almost mystical vibe. He does anything to draw attention from you, and when he watches you watch the news broadcast, he’s paying attention to every little thing your doing.

Are you watching? Did you like his performance? Are you blushing when they show his face? Was that a smile? Did you like it?? Should he do it again? Whatever draws your attention most is what he’ll do.

He then approached you, although not in person, through letter.

He sends you a letter, a pale white envelope sealed with a green heart sticker. A hand written letter lying inside, compared to his usual handwriting, you would never guess it was from him, by the beautiful cursive he practiced so hard to do.

“Dear S/O, please don’t be alarmed, but I’ve been watching you for quite awhile now. I know that sounds bad, but I promise no bad intentions come with my observing. I wanted you to know, I know how you feel, how you think, how you know and how you love. I would come and see you, but this’ll have to do. - E.N,”

This letter rocked you to your core, someone has been watching you? Before you could even process this, a cloth is placed over your mouth.

He had sent one of his men to come take you back to his home.

When you arrived he was thrilled. Finally, you were here. After all of the preparing he had done, you had finally arrived.

He cannot wait to show you everything, his home, his intelligence, and all that he’s done for you.

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#cas.txt #ask #anonymous #Edward nygma #edward nygma x you #edward nygma x reader #arkhamverse #arkhamverse x reader #Arkham games #the riddler #the riddler x reader #edward nigma #tw yandere #Yandere edward nygma

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sunghun · 2 years

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enhypen as your best friend

requested; yep :p

warnings; mentions of food in jay and niki’s, minor mention of bullying in sunghoon’s

note; this took me so long to write 😭😭writer’s block is truly a bitch, but hopefully i’ll be posting more often in the near future!!

희승 - heeseung;

for some reason i see him as being that low-key annoying hipster friend

that you lovingly put up with <3

has a song for you to listen for literally every occasion

he’s also the friend that makes you wonder how he even survives

bc you swear he just never sleeps??

you could text him at any time

and he always answers within a few minutes

so either he has some kind of sixth sense for when you wanna talk to him

or he has no life and is always awake waiting for you to message him

and ofc you like to tease him about it

“wow heeseung i didn’t know you were so obsessed with me”

“well i can’t let you have another breakdown at 3am by yourself now can i”

touché

you guys also go on lots of platonic ‘dates’

so many midnight coffee runs

and you’ll just sit on a bench in some park and talk until the sun is coming up

the best friend that’s always there for you

제이 - jay;

the grandpa friend <3

always complains about being out too late

scolds you if you do anything dangerous

impromptu lectures on life even tho he’s like the same age as you

but you know he only does it bc he cares <3

if you’re nervous about doing smth he’ll immediately offer to do it with you or for you

but also encourages you to go out on your own and do things for yourself :))

likes to use you as his “guinea pig” when testing out a new recipe for something

which you honestly don’t mind bc his cooking is just chef’s kiss tbh

definitely the friend who just buys stuff for you

“here.”

“what’s this?”

“that necklace i saw you looking at in the store for like 5 minutes”

he’s low-key kinda tsundere about it sometimes tho

“hey y/n what do you want?”

“oh no i’m good i didn’t bring any money.”

“did i ask if you brought money?”

“but-“

“What Do You Want?”

so yeah

even if he’s a lil rough around the edges

at the end of the day you both know that you’d do anything for each other

the best friend you can always count on

제이크 - jake;

being besties with jake means you question why you’re friends with such a dumbass

legit has the humor of a 12 year old boy like the amount of stupid memes he sends you…

rip my dude

but he’s also the sweetest guy you know so!!

i guess that evens it out

comes over so often he practically lives at ur house

like he just worms his way into your family so subtly

suddenly it’s not a complete family reunion if jake isn’t there

but you also like to hangout at coffee shops/cafes!!

especially the aesthetic looking ones

ur number 1 hypeman

takes the best pics of you for ur social media

“yes y/n! work it bro!”

lots of sleepovers where you’ll stay up watching movies or playing video games until the sun is coming up

you guys probably volunteer at a pet shelter too

and you have to talk jake out of adopting every single dog there almost daily

even if you don’t physically see each other every day

you still text and call each other every day

bc the two of really are like family to each other

the best friend that makes you feel loved no matter what

성훈 - sunghoon;

to this day people still wonder how you and sunghoon are friends

bc like. you’re just so opposite??

plus when you first met you both hated each other

and for literally no reason too

but one day you guys found out there was some dickhead bully at school that you both hated more than you hated each other

like they’re just talking shit about you until suddenly sunghoon walks up and starts defending you?? like what universe did you land in

but anyways ever since then you two got closer and now you’re bffs

people mistake you for a couple all the time mostly bc you’re the only person sunghoon will allow to hold his hand

he isn’t the most affectionate person but if you are he’ll begrudgingly allow you to cuddle up to him when you watch a movie

is so so so observant

which means he always gets you the best gifts

lots of hanging out at the mall bc you both enjoy people watching

so you’ll usually get some coffee and then just sit on a bench and rate people’s outfits

when you guys first started hanging out sunghoon was pretty shy

but the more you got to know each other the more he came out of his shell

and now he tends to match ur energy <3

the best friend that always understands you

선우 - sunoo;

the best bff you ask for

literally the first person you tell anything to

if you’re there you can bet sunoo isn’t far off

the two of you haven’t gone a day without speaking since you became friends

and you both love making fun of each other

all in the name of love, ofc <3

lots of good natured bickering and fake arguing

you guys go on lots of walks and like to have little picnics

and weekly movie/drama nights are definitely a thing

where sunoo will catch you up on the latest rumors and gossip around school during the boring parts of whatever you’re watching

you two also call each other pet names a lot

whether it be normal ones like babe or weird, over the top ones like snuggle bunny-poo

he also likes to randomly surprise you with flowers every once in a while

just because <3

you guys know everything about each other and know that you can always trust the other with your secrets

the best friend that you sometimes wish was more

정원 - jungwon;

is basically ur adopted sibling whether you like it or not

he can either be your favorite person or the person u loathe the most

he lives next door so you both are at each other’s house constantly

and your mom may or may not low-key like him more 3

which he loves to rub in ur face /3

but it’s okay bc maeumi likes you more <3

which you love to rub in his face <33

you both like to go on ‘adventures’ whether it’s going to mcdonald’s at 3 am

or exploring the woods by your house in the middle of the day with a backpack that only has a couple juice boxes and some fruit snacks in it

you also build pillow forts in rooms all the time!!

bc it makes the sleepover experience 10x better, can confirm

he’s always the first person you send the weird videos you find late at night to, and vice versa

and you both love to give each other random little gifts from time to time even if they seem really weird to other people

sooooo many inside jokes

the best friend that you know you’ll always have

니키 - niki;

literally the most annoying person u know

u call him brat affectionately <3

and he calls you his grandparent not affectionately 3 (jk jk)

bc even if you’re the same age or younger than him

i can assure you he is going to tease you about your age/the way you act

also you both will occasionally ghost each other for a few weeks

like sometimes to the point where ppl wonder if you’re still even friends

but when they ask ur like “wdym we’re literally bffs??”

and then continue to talk like nothing ever happened

you guys make fun of each other all. the. time.

lovingly of course, but still

like you guys will be at a thrift shop or smth

and riki will find the most horrendous looking stuffed animal there and buy it

and when you ask him why he got such an ugly thing he’ll just be like

“bc it reminded me of you! ^-^”

jokes on him tho bc a few weeks go by and suddenly he can’t sleep without it so

also lots of park hangouts in the evenings!!

especially in the summer like you guys will get some ice cream or popsicles and just hang out at a playground

pushing each other on the swings or seeing how long you both can hang on the monkey bars

the best friend that makes you feel like you never have to grow up

taglist: @mochisnlix @yizhoutv @heatrache @vantxx95 @enhacolor @sunoo-bby @ilandsghost @hiqhkey

#k-shop net #enhypen imagines #enhypen x gender neutral reader #enhypen x reader #enhypen reactions #enhypen scenarios #enhypen headcanons #enhypen fluff #enhypen fanfiction #enhypen x you

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yanderes-galore · 1 year

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Hi!! Can i pls have some senpai from fnf? Hes my boy

Sure, first FNF thing I wrote.

Yandere! Senpai Concept

Pairing: Romantic

Possible Trigger Warnings: Gender-Neutral Darling, Obsession, Possessive behavior, Threats, Forced into a role, Self aware game/Possessed game, Kidnapping, Manipulation, Forced relationship.

Senpai is a program who is initially very polite and calm to those he likes.

He has a short temper but you probably won’t be affected by it unless you get him angry.

Based on how fast Senpai falls for Girlfriend in the game, he probably would act similar to a darling.

This is because he is a dating sim character, his main goal is to be perfect and win over the player’s heart.

Perhaps you knew Girlfriend and asked to borrow a game from her.

Sadly, you’re passed the very much haunted dating sim and have no idea what you’re in for.

Senpai is self-aware, that much is known due to being a spirit in a game.

He’d sense a new player playing the game and find some interest.

He remembers when Girlfriend used to play his game all the time.

Which means he’s surprised when he finds you, a fresh new face playing the game.

An attractive new face, too….

Senpai’s obsession would silently brew as you play his game.

You look for every route, every little option, you must be really focused on finishing this game if you’re going to comb through everything.

He admires your dedication.

He just wishes you’d spend ALL of your attention on him….

Senpai is meant to be a generic pretty boy with a nasty personality.

Jealousy and possessive behavior pools within him easily when he sees you.

You even see him start altering the game to gain more attention from you.

He does all the classic self-aware possessed game stuff, changing dialogue and seems to be talking directly to you.

Glitches appear out of nowhere and it's all just… eerie.

He’d wait a while before dragging you into the game forcefully.

Usually he’ll deal with just watching you play over and over again.

The feeling of you winning his heart is almost euphoric each time you do it.

Even if you’re literally playing with his emotions, he doesn’t mind.

Any kind of attention from you works as of now.

Then he overhears you calling Girlfriend, the original owner of the game.

“Yeah, I’m almost done with it. I was hoping to bring it back sometime this week.”

‘Bring it back’?

You can’t possibly mean…

Oh you do mean him…

… How dare you.

HOW DARE YOU PLAY WITH HIS HEART LIKE THAT THEN LEAVE.

Is he not GOOD enough for you?

Impossible!

He’s meant to be PERFECT for you!

You’re being ungrateful, did you really think he’s just let you leave like that?

No… no he won’t.

This is what causes Senpai to drag you into the game, into a role he picked out for you.

You’ll be the main character!

While he’ll be the love interest… the ONLY love interest.

He seems like, based on what his week is based on, to be the generic yandere trope.

You know, the classic.

The scholar who obsesses over another student and stalks them, takes pictures, kills people?

That one. He's like that one.

Unlike most of the other yanderes I write, who differ from the usual yandere persona.

Senpai is exactly like it.

Despite his name, he acts more like a yandere than your typical senpai/darling trope in this.

It’s funny, honestly.

Once Senpai pulls you into the game, you’re forced into your role and play your part.

He doesn’t care if you fight it.

It’s where you’re meant to be if you were planning on giving his game away.

He blames you for the situation all the time.

He’s the classic toxic individual who acts all nice but is actually vile.

He doesn’t mind staying in the game as long as there is company.

As long as you’re here with him, he’s happy.

Soon you’ll stop complaining and listen to him.

He knows you’ll enjoy the role, it’ll be just like it was when you were outside the game.

Just a bit more… real.

He can touch you now, you can FEEL his love.

Aren’t you happy?

You found your one true love!

So stop crying and embrace him, damn you!

#yandere friday night funkin #yandere senpai #yandere fnf senpai

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millenialfanfictionaddiction · 2 years

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🪶 American Foreign Exchange Manager🦅

Karasuno and Shiratorizawa edition

Karasuno x Female manager; Shiratorizawa x Female Manager

Warnings: Swearing

AN: This is an Anon request!

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Karasuno

Whoa you picked a good one YN 😅

If you are tough and ready to rumble, you have come to the fight place

The first day at your new school and you are followed by some shady characters 😒

And by "shady" I definitely mean Tanaka a d Noya

Please they can smell a new female student a mile away 😐

But thankfully, you aren't just any female student

Oh no no no

You are the new American Foreign exchange student, YN LN 🤗

So when Noya and Tanaka keep following you, you've about had enough

Thankfully the entire Volleyball squad will get to witness it 😏

"Excuse me why are you two following me? What trying to pray on the new dumb American student huh? You wanna fight well let's go!"- you, throwing uou stuff and the ground and preparing to a brawl

If you wanted to scare Noya and Tanaka off YN, it did not not work 😅

In fact, it does the opposite

They now love you

Daichi is so impressed and Suga is dying of laughter 🤣

Asahi is scared of you now and Hinata thinks you are so cool because your from America!

But it's Kiyoko who asks you to be the teams third manager

You need a club, the crows need a third manager

It's perfection 👌🏻

Plus Kiyoko is mad impressed at your skills to handle the idiots

Practice is now way more entertaining

You threaten to kick their ass everyday if they don't keep in line 💅🏼

Female Daichi 👉🏻 absolutely 💯

But you're real talent comes in handy at tournaments

Because and you guessed it 😏

🎆 Oikawa 🎆

Please if anyone can out him in his place, it's our scrappy foreign beauty YN

So when it comes time for the Seijoh match Oikawa will hone in

"Well hello there, you must be new"- Oikawa, the smug bastard

"Yeah I am"- you, giving nothing 👏🏻

"Whats a beauty like you doing managing a group of crows?"- Oikawa

Ope- 😶 not a good idea

"Are you saying my crows aren't worthy?"- you, now placing your hands on your hip

Please Oikawa is sweating 😓

"Umm no I was just wondering what a foreign beauty like yourself is doing managing Karasuno?"- Oikawa, digging a deeper hole

"Oh so now Karasuno isn't good enough for me? What's your problem dude?"- our queen getting right in Oikawa's face 💅🏼

Please Iwaizumi is just eating this up 😅

"YN chill out-" Daichi, coming to ruin the fun

Tanaka and Noya were so ready to back you up

"He started it!"

Classy YN

Oikawa is pure white now and he just turns to walk away

You glare at him the entire game 😑

Nobody messes with our America queen and her crows

Shiratorizawa

You chose Shiratorizawa based on their schools cheer and cheer alone

Listen I don't make the rules YN

But please, if I had the option to go to SHIRATORIZAWA 👏🏻 👏🏻 👏🏻 👏🏻 👏🏻

I'd take it in a LITERAL HEARTBEAT

Ok you probably are super smart and got in that way 🙄

Bug it's once your in that you kind of become a spectical of sorts

Everyone wants to know about the new foreign exchange student from America

Tendou immediately introduces himself to you

Semi is probably your guide around school because he's responsible 🙄

But like he isn't complaining

A gorgeous American girl 😏 heck yeah!

He will bring you to volleyball practice with the intention of having dinner with you later

It's there that you are introduced to Ushijima

First, Tendou had been asking you to be their manager since he first met you

"TENDOU! LAY OFF OF YN"- Semi

"But Semi Semi"- Tendou 🥺

"Stop with that Semi Semi crap right now"- Semi Semi 😏

When you enter the gym, you are super impressed

It's huge and way different that you are use to in America

Goshiki will spot you and probably instantly fall in love with you ❤️

He thinks your so cute and adorable but little does he know 😏

Because it isn't until you turn around and run smack into the chest kf the giant known as Ushiwaka that the team realizes your fiery spirit

"You should watch where your going"- Ushijima 😐

Excuse me- 😃

"Well maybe if you weren't such a huge giant and standing right behind me, then I wouldn't have to watch where I'm going?- our queen getting right in Ushi's face

Please the gym falls silent 🤫

Tendou 👉🏻👁⭕️👁

Semi 👉🏻👀😅

Reon 👉🏻😃 oh crap-

Goshiki amd Shirabu 👉🏻😳😲

The fact that you talked back to a literal brick wall YN

That takes alot of guts

"I apologize for my rudeness"- Ushijima

You 👉🏻😐🤨 ok-

"Ushiwaka this is YN. She's our new foreign exchange student"- Semi, still in shock

"It's nice to meet you YN, please forgive me. It's been a long day"- Ushijima 😐

You 👉🏻😁 it's ok I understand!

And just like that, it's over

Everyone is shocked 😲 and like hella impressed

Ushijima and you start talking and become friends

Please everyone is scared of Ushijima and the fact that this American Foreign exchange student stood up to him 👀

Well let's just say, I think Shiratorizawa finally found their perfect manager 🥰

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Pegging Tokyo Revengers men - part 1

A/N: Tell me which characters to do next^^

Fem!Reader

Taiju:

suggests it but is embarrassed

listen, his friends had to convince him to finally ask you

he´s been curious about anaorgasms for so long now but was scared of being judged for a long time

his friends are super open about their own lives in the bedroom and ever since then he wanted to try it too

super relieved when you agree to it

baby boy really thought you were gonna call him weird for his desires

he´s really nervous about it once you´re actually getting the stuff ready

does too much research beforehand and just looks at it from a completely theoretical standpoint which makes him even more anxious

you pick him up from work and immediately get to the bedroom, slowly undressing him, feeling him up, making him feel so wanted

he´s relieved when you calm him down like this, getting him to focus only on you

he´s so sensitive from just foreplay alone but you take your time with it, making sure he´s ready

the dildo you prepared isn´t as big as his own cock, just the right size to start with, you let him lube it up himself for some control

you sit on the edge of bed, right in front of the mirror he loves to use so much, it´s fun to switch roles, now you´re the one showing him how hot he looks

you help him in taking it all in nice and slow, him sitting on top of you, legs spread and your hand on his stomach possessively, cradling him like a good boy

he´s so overwhelmed by the whole situation and all these new feelings, he didn´t know he could feel any more pleasure with you but you always knew how to surprise him

he grips onto the sheets as you hold his head, making him look at all the cute expressions he makes, fucking up into him slowly but deeply, making him actually moan for once

when he´s close you let him touch yourself, your own hand over his, getting him to finish together

such a baby at aftercare, he´s usually not that cuddly or needy but you´re not complaining

you´ve never seen him so blissfully fucked out, it´s adorable really

Mucho:

already has multiple toys prepared

this is nothing new for you two

you two have been dating since you were teenagers so you know each other in and out, you´ve done about everything in the book

you went through every awkward phase together, you know each other better than anyone else in the world, probably because you´ve seen each other at your worst and best, have been there for each other for every step of the way, for every mistake, for every success

for every awkward sexual encounter because things didn´t work out as you thought or just simply weren´t it for you two

it started out that way with pegging as well

you tried it relatively early in your relationship when you were still horny teenagers who didn´t do much else but fuck

needless to say you didn´t do any research, just watched some porn together and tried it immediately after it

you were too hasty with it and he was too impatient, in the end it ended up hurting more and you just stopped there and didn´t try it again for a few years after that

it´s his birthday when you decide to surprise him with it, you know that he still wants to try it but both of you were too embarrassed and honestly too stubborn to actually bring it up

you most of all because you pride just got in the way, you were so young back then and thought you knew everything

now that you were older and more mature you could finally use your pride for good things, researching on your own and buying a bunch of toys, maybe a few too many for the start but you had a hunch you´d need them eventually

Mucho loves being spoiled on his birthday so he´s already looking forward to it, expecting a rougher session, the ones he likes the most, where you completely wreck him

but he didn´t expect it to start out so slow, he liked the presents you got him but said he wanted to wait a bit before trying out the bigger things

but he did agree to letting you finger him, a great success for you

you have him on his fours, his favorite position after he found out just how much he enjoyed getting spanked

you start circling his hole, gently probing it and preparing him gently

once he´s loosened up a bit you start using a finger vibrator you´ve bought him

it´s been a while since you´ve seen him so relaxed, your sex life never is boring but sometimes you can get a bit self conscious so you´re happy he likes it

you´re edging him, making him whine for you, grinding against the sheets but you don´t let him cum, not until he´s crying from overstimulation

needless to say you two are too impatient to stop there and end up using all of the toys you bought, Mucho can´t move the next day but it´s worth it because he never felt that good

South:

brat

he is obnoxious and so so overconfident, it´s just annoying

your relationship is weird enough as it is, you don´t even remember when and how it started

South and you kind of always were in each other´s lives, and he was always annoying you

he´s always had a crush on you and those feelings didn´t change over time, the second he saw you he asked you out

after rejection after rejection he bothered you so much that you said yes to one date

said date was awful, he took you to a restaurant that was too fancy to enjoy and didn´t know what else to do after that so he just called you a taxi and called it a night

he thinks his reputation, looks and strength will get him anywhere because that´s how it´s always been

that´s why it irritates him so much that you don´t like him

one day he just shows up at your door and asks you to tell him your life story, saying he can´t get you out of his head, that he realized he genuinely wants to know you

you spend the whole night talking and watching stupid movies he enjoys (70s martial arts movies from all countries)

that´s when you finally figure him out, yeah he´s an adrenaline junkie but he´s also just a big puppy who gets excited over everything, it´s kind of cute

you start casually dating after that, it´s more like deepening your friendship but with making out

sex doesn´t come until way later but you don´t mind

South has opened up to you about his issues with his confidence, performance anxiety and most of all he trusted you enough to tell you about his biggest insecurity, his small dick (will do a seperate hc post for that)

you´re the first person he ever trusted on such a level, on a level where he could be intimate without feeling and thinking too much, without the fear and the shame

because he´s not the most sexually active person out there it´s very awkward at first, he´s just not good at sex but his pride won´t let himself admit that

you´re the first woman that doesn´t laugh at him and that doesn´t leave halfway through

you´re so patient with him even though he´s so stubborn

you always guide him when having sex and even though he hates the aspect of losing control he´s okay with it after realizing what sort of expressions and sounds he could make you make if he does exactly what you tell him to

in a way you´re at fault for making him even more confident

you don´t mind at first but it gets obnoxious when he starts boasting about his skills when you haven´t even done that much yet

the worst thing is that he can´t eat pussy to save his life, it´s infuriating you

one day you just have enough and tell him you could do a better job eating him out than he you

he just laughs at you because he doesn´t believe that he´ll even feel anything, he never thought about trying anything anal related, thinking it´ll just hurt

but he does let you try, just because he thinks you´ll fail anyway and that way he won´t have to eat you out anymore (he thinks it´s a drag because his tongue gets tired and you don´t give him any reactions so he knows he´s not doing a good job and that kind of crushes him but yeah he doesn´t talk about that because that would mean admitting he´s not the perfect specimen)

he´s so squirmish and embarrassed when he´s laying down and you´re between his legs, he tries to cross them the whole time but you pull them apart and keep them in place over your shoulders

you keep eye contact the whole time you´re kissing along his inner thighs, gently nibbing and licking, praying he´s taking mental notes

he hates to admit it but South loves seeing that intense stare of yours

blushes so hard when he feels your tongue, tries to cover his face and after considering it you let him because you know how hard this is for him already

he closes his eyes and just focuses on your tongue, on what you´re doing, how you´re moving and he fucking whines

he had no idea something so simple could be so enjoyable, no wonder you crave it so much

from now on he wants to try his best to be a better lover for you

definitely more submissive now, not as much of a slut as Mucho but he does have his moods

loves preparing himself for you, he has a big collection of plugs now, gets off on you using a strap bigger than his cock

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