#it took a while for me to actually play it though cuz I knew once I did' it would ruin my life LMAOO

[shuploc]

Have you managed to play bg3 at all yet?

Omg, have I? 😭

I got sick over the Christmas holiday and had to spend New Year's alone yesterday, and since I didn't have anyone to give a NY's smooch to, I got on BG3 so I could smooch Astarion (it might come as a shock to ya'll, but I'm rather insane)

I ended up finishing my third run then and went to bed lmao. I have about 255 hours played currently, and right now I'm trying to decide what I should do for my next run 😅 I absolutely love this game so much

#not to be like that' but I've been looking forward to the game coming out since early access 2 years ago #it took a while for me to actually play it though cuz I knew once I did' it would ruin my life LMAOO #and yeah' it kinda has' but in so many wonderful ways #...perhaps being delulu is the solulu' actually' dem girlies on tiktok were right #(thank you for sending me a bg3 related ask too lmao' makes me smile and giggle)

[ultrone]

hii !! i love ur work so much, how about reader taking care of pregnant shauna in the wilderness

lets pretend that her baby made it :(

𓂃  ⊹ reader being the wilderness dad that stepped up 🗣️💪🏻

while pregnant…

you often found yourself walking on eggshells around shauna cuz of her mood swings, especially when she was hungry, which was pretty much almost every day 😭 if u wanted to stay out of trouble, the only acceptable responses to any of her requests were either "yes, baby" or nodding silently.

and if you happened to get into an argument, your best bet was to either shut the fuck up or just roll your eyes, unless you wanted her to be passive-aggressive towards you for the entire day.

although even if she got mad at you, her corny ass would always end up snuggling into you at night, holding you tightly before falling asleep. sometimes she’d “angrily” turn her back to you for the first ten minutes, but then she’d grab one of your arms and place it around her waist, wanting you to cuddle her lmaooo

after finding out she was pregnant, you began marking down the weeks with a sharp rock on the walls of the attic to keep track of her pregnancy.

around the sixth month, you began assisting her with skinning the animals and cutting the meat. initially, you didn't enjoy the task, but you didn't want her to become even more tired than she already was. therefore, you asked her to show you how to do it, and once she did, you took over the chore to ease her burden.

you'd also make sure to cut her food portions a little bigger while making yours smaller. of course, you didn't tell her this cuz you knew she'd get mad at you for nearly starving yourself at her expense, even though she needed it the most.

whenever she was stressed or exhausted, she loved it when you’d let her sit between your legs, her back against your chest, while you massaged her scalp as she closed her eyes.

during your free time, you’d spend hours sewing beanies and tiny socks for the baby using fabric from some of your jackets and cotton shirts, as you knew he was likely to be born during the winter.

as her belly gradually started to grow, you began talking to it, hoping the baby would recognize your voice once he was born.

you approached shauna's belly, softly caressing it on the sides with your hands. "shippy, if you can hear me, kick your mom for me," you said with a faux serious expression, only to receive a punch on the shoulder. "ow!" you exclaimed, rubbing your shoulder with a pout on your face.

after giving birth…

you hated to admit it given the circumstances, but you were excited af 😭 as soon as the baby was born, you’d take care of him as if he was your biological son.

even though shauna loved her baby and wanted to spend all day with him, she was actually relieved that you were so obsessed with him too. your preoccupation gave her some much-needed time to herself or simply to rest throughout the day.

you also knew that hungry shauna and restless shauna = everyone’s worst nightmare 😭 so, if necessary, you’d let her sleep if the baby started crying at night, rocking him to sleep on your own.

it became a common occurrence for her to wake up in the morning and see you fast asleep next to her, with the baby tightly cradled in your arms, his tiny head resting against your chest.

you'd often offer to take care of him. in fact, you wouldn't even offer—you'd just literally take the baby from shauna’s arms at random and play with him, rubbing his belly or nuzzling your nose against his face. his response would often be giggling or slapping your face with his little hands.

“ow! stop poking my eye!” you exclaimed, pretending to be stern but unable to hide the smile on your face. the baby just looked at you with wide, innocent eyes, his tiny hand still hovering near your face. “you think that’s funny, huh?” you asked as you tickled his belly, causing him to burst into a fit of giggles. shauna watched from a distance, a soft smile on her face as she watched the two of you bond.

when his teeth started to grow, you carved several animal-shaped figures from unused pieces of wood that were too small to be used for the bonfire. after thoroughly washing them in the lake, you would then give them to the baby for him to chew on.

although he’d usually prefer to chew on your fingers and hands.

⟢ 🍼

"babe, our little shippy seems to have inherited some interesting traits from his mom," you began, a mischievous twinkle in your eye as you watched the baby gnawing on your hand.

shauna glanced at you, curiosity piqued. "oh? which ones?"

you chuckled, gently pulling your hand away from the baby’s mouth. "i made all these cute little wooden animals for him to chew on, but he seems to prefer biting me instead."

shauna laughed, a light blush dusting her cheeks as she saw you pointing at a freshly given hickey she had left on your skin last night while tai was spending time with the baby.

"well, the apple didn’t fall far from the tree, i suppose," she retorted with a grin on her face.

"it didn’t, it actually fell a bit too close if you ask me," you started, "van was playing with him yesterday and out of nowhere he bit her nose so hard it left a mark. i literally had to drag little shippy away from her face because he wouldn’t let go."

shauna chuckled at your story, shaking her head in amusement. she then looked at the baby, her voice filled with affection. "good job, sweetie," she cooed at him while pinching his cheeks, causing you to roll your eyes at her.

you then turned to the baby as well, your voice softening. "but we should probably start teaching you some manners, shouldn’t we? biting people and leaving marks on them isn’t very nice," you said while side-eyeing your girlfriend.

she then looked back at you, a mischievous grin on her face. "although, i can't say i mind leaving a few more marks on you," she teased, giving you a kiss on the neck.

with a blush on your face, you quickly covered your son's eyes with your hand. "shauna, there's a baby in the room," you complained in a playful tone. "ow!" you exclaimed, pulling your hand away from his face as you felt his little growing teeth bite forcefully.

shauna couldn’t help but laugh at your reaction, her eyes twinkling with amusement. “well, he’s just learning from the best,” she said, giving your hand a sympathetic rub where the baby had bitten you.

she leaned in to give you a quick peck on the cheek. “and just so you know,” she added with a playful smirk, “i think he’s already showing signs of being as stubborn as you.”

feigning shock, you retorted, “shauna, you’re setting a bad example for our son,” earning another round of laughter from her. the baby, oblivious to your banter and the clear discomfort on your face from the previous bite, simply continued to stubbornly chew on your hand, his tiny teeth leaving their mark.

note : thank youuuu, it means a lot <33 i hope u like the hcs

#𓏲 📂 ⋮ my works .ᐟ #shauna shipman x reader #shauna shipman x y/n #shauna shipman x you #yellowjackets x reader #yellowjackets x you #yellowjackets x y/n

[baby--charchar]

What does Charlies regression look like with lucifer? And how did he find out? Was he insanely supportive or confused?

Charlie has come to love spending time with Daddy when regressed (or 'dada,' age depending). But originally, she never intended for him to find out.

She and Vaggie were just starting to get the hang of it themselves and had no intention of telling others. One night after a LONG workday at the hotel, Vaggie was cooking up supper while Charlie was watching Disney in the main room. She was feeling about 2 or so, and was finally easing into her regression and learning to be content in it.

Cue untimely Lucifer and his ignorance on boundaries. Just has a great new idea on operating focus groups for residents, and barges into Charlie's and Vaggie's room. Well of course there's Charlie smack dab in the middle of the room, her thick hair out of its usual ponytail, pacifier in her mouth, surrounded by baby toys, and wearing a matching red pajama set clearly designed for toddlers. Charlie screamed her fucking head off and Vaggie stormed into the living room thinking she was going to have to kill someone. Alas, it was just poor Lucifer looking confused as hell and now covering his bleeding ears (that demon shriek of Charlie's is again, NO JOKE). Vaggie took control of the situation and shouted at him to leave. No pleasantries and definitely not how she "should" have been talking to the king of hell. But hey, he listened.

When he got back to his room he texted Charlie in a panic.

"Charlie is everything okay?"

"I'm not mad baby, I promise. I didn't mean to scare you. Talk to me."

"Answer me when you can, okay? I love you Charlie."

Back in the girls' room, Vaggie took dinner off the stove to rock poor Charlie in her arms. She was absolutely bawling. Vaggie just held her tight and shushed in her ear trying to get her to soothe. Charlie kept rambling on about how Lucifer was gonna hate her and think she's so gross and she just FINALLY got her dad back in her life just to scare him off. Vaggie just held her tight and tried to get Charlie to focus on her toys and movies. Once she finally settled, she asked her a question.

"Can you let me handle this?"

Charlie nodded after a moment. After Vaggie wrapped up her cooking, and got Charlie settled back in with her sippy cup and movie, Vaggie quietly stepped out.

She charged into Lucifer's room shouting, scaring the fuck out of him.

"AND YOU SEE HOW THAT FEELS?! DID YOU LIKE HAVING ME TEAR YOUR DOOR DOWN?! RUIN YOUR PEACEFUL FUCKING EVENING?! GOOD. I WANT YOU TO REMEMBER THIS MOMENT IF YOU EVEN THINK OF TRYING THAT SHIT AGAIN. NOW SIT YOUR ASS DOWN CUZ WE NEED TO TALK."

She breaks the news to him that yes, her daughter does in fact experience age regression. Basically, her mind goes into a state where it emotionally and cognitively functions like someone much younger than her real age. It's not her fault and she can't always control it, it's just how her mind is processing the immense pressure that she feels. Baby Charlie needs safety, love, and space to be herself no matter how she's presenting. And he was going to give all that to his little girl or...or else, dammit!

Lucifer was so confused. But unlike Charlie's worst fears, he was not disgusted at all. He wanted to know more. He knew Char Char was stressed, but he had no idea how strained she had been feeling. How is this supposed to help her? Can she control it at all? Does she actually enjoy it? Is it making her miserable, or is it really helping her be happy?

Vaggie did her best to answer every question. Eventually though, she could tell that something just wasn't clicking for Lucifer despite trying his hardest to understand. She sighed and pulled put her phone.

"Don't you EVER let her know these exist. You understand? She'd kill both of us if she knew I took these."

A video appeared of Charlie sitting on the floor in her red pajamas, banging on a small xylophone to the beat of a Disney Princess song playing in the background. Her little voice sang along, just barely audible over her clanging. Her grin was so contagious, Lucifer thought. Then a pang of nostalgia engulfed him out of nowhere.

Vaggie swiped and a new video appeared. This time Charlie was toddling around their living room, a stuffed animal held in the crook of her arm and her thumb in her mouth. Vaggie could be heard off screen chuckling.

"Go sit, Char Char. Dinner's almost ready." Charlie grinned at her and started walking over, her uncoordinated steps glaringly obvious.

"No.....no.....! Vee vee's gotta cook! Go sit down on the bed....go sit.... good girl! Good girl." Charlie looked back towards Vaggie and cackled before trying to get up again.

Lucifer's heart was absolutely aching. His daughter looked so sweet. So happy and relaxed, something he hasn't truly seen in ages. She absolutely radiated the same joyous energy that she had as a toddler. And Vaggie just kept swiping. Photos and videos of Charlie finger painting, taking naps in weird spots, sitting in baths with bubbles all the way up to her neck. By the end of it Lucifer was tearing up.

He asked if 1, he could get some of those pictures, and 2, when he could see Charlie again. With Charlie's permission he was able to come back over that night for dinner. Even though Charlie painfully shy, she was clearly fascinated by her daddy being around and wanted him to pay attention to her. Lucifer was happy to brush her hair, pull out toys, and even carry her around all night long.

So yes...both! Insanely supportive after being insanely confused. And it's all thanks to Vaggie sorta taking the lead on caring for and speaking up for Charlie.

#hazbin hotel age regression #hazbin hotel agere #cg!lucifer #little!charlie #cg!vaggie #hazbin hotel #lucifer morningstar #charlie morningstar #vaggie #sfw age regression

[v--143]

BACK AGAIN

JUST READ THE NEW FIC AND LIKE-

I LOVED IT, LEE SEUNGMIN DEFINITELY HAS MY HEART

How are youuu??? How you been doing???

I actually came this time cuz I wanted to ask you for a fic if you're ok

Could ask for a Lee Han and Ler Minho fic??

Maybe a pt2 of the first fic you posted?? (The one with Lee Han and Lers Minho and Lix)

Thank youuuu, I hope I don't bother you and that you're great!!<3

-🐹

YESSSSS this is my first part 2 to something so I hope it turns out alright 🙏🏻 and I’ve been great! I hope you have too ^^

< Consequences pt.2 >

[Lee! Han (a bit of IN too)]

[Ler! Minho]

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It was the morning after Han got so brutally attacked by Minho and Felix. While the tingles had left his body, he still felt them ghosting over some areas, and the need for revenge was even stronger. Did he want to get revenge because he was mad at them? No. Would it be so fun though? Absolutely.

Felix was out of the house for the day due to his schedules, lucky for him. Most of the members were gone actually, one of them not being Minho. Perfect.

Han stretched his arms out in his bunk bed and got up. It was 9am so Minho was most likely still in bed after the fanmeet the day before, Han only woke up early due to his alarm he didn’t mean to set. It did end up helping him and his idea of a prank though.

Since he was up before Minho, he began to ponder on what he could do to get the older back. He didn’t get scared too easily and he was smart enough to suspect anything if Han tried to act. It had to be something quick that would happen right as he woke up.

Or… something that would affect his precious morning routine. That was perfect.

Han came up with the perfect plan. Lino would typically use his signature cheese when making his morning grilled cheese. Han lightly hopped off the top bunk and tip-toed to the kitchen. He took the cheese Lino used for his morning sandwhiches out of its original container, putting it in a ziploc bag and hiding it in the very back of the fridge behind some other items. He took the now empty cheese bag and, quiet as a mouse, placed it on the nightstand inside a sleeping Jeongin’s room.

Tip-toeing back to his room, Han smiled as he simply played on his phone and awaited the screams of despair to come.

-

Lino was exhausted after the meet yesterday. He stretched like a cat in bed and threw the covers off. It was only 10am, but he was so hungry he could’ve eaten just about anything. But why eat just anything when a grilled cheese sandwhich is an option!

He made his way to the kitchen in an attempt to not wake the maknae or Han up.

“Poor guy” Lino laughed to himself remembering the events of last night. Sure, they may have gone a little bit far, but it wasn’t anything Hanji couldn’t handle. Still, he felt a little bad. Maybe he would buy him some snacks later-

“What..?” Lino whispered to himself when he didn’t spot his cheese container in its usual spot. He searched the fridge a bit more but couldn’t seem to spot anything at all.

No way this was Han’s doing, he was definitely still tired from everything that happened yesterday, and no way he’d have the guts to get back at him like this. He still silently checked on him in his room to see him sound asleep in bed, no cheese container in sight.

“Weird..” Lino thought. No way IN had taken it, he knew better then to do that-

Minho was greeted with his cheese container atop IN’s nightstand when he entered his room.

More for Han’s sake then for anyone, he shut IN’s door before the screaming began.

-

Han had his ear to his door the moment Minho walked out after believing he was still asleep. Not one minute passed until he heard IN’s loud screams of laughter down the hall. It was a mixture of pleas and begging and trying to convince him it wasn’t him who stole the cheese. Minho clearly wasn’t having it, considering IN’s laughter did not stop once.

“IT WAHASNT ME” Han heard from down the hall. The poor maknae was getting absolutely destroyed right now.. oh well.

“WHO else could it have been. WHO?! WHY did you take MY cheese?!” Minho yelled out both furious and amused.

“HAHAN! IT WAHAHAS HAHAHhan” IN yelled out one last time until he fell into a deep, silent laughter.

Or so Han thought.

In reality, Minho had temporarily stopped his attack as he urged IN to explain. IN said he had heard Han shuffling around in the kitchen earlier when he woke up to go use the bathroom.

“Goho check the fridge I bet the cheese is ihin there somewhere” IN said with some residual giggles spilling out, “and you owe mehe an apology and gummy bears later for thihis!”

“Yeah yeah okay I’m sorry Ayennnn~” Minho said as he ruffled his maknae’s hair, “go back to sleep.. I’m about to beat the shit out of this guy.”

-

Han still had his ear to the door, trying to listen in. He couldn’t even hear them anymore. Was Minho even still in IN’s room?

Han waited a couple more minutes until he finally cracked his door open, coming eye to eye with a very mischievous and angry looking Minho.

“Hello.” Minho said bluntly.

“Good morning” Han ‘yawned’ while stretching his arms, “you’re up early! Already eat your sandwhich and everything ..?”

“No actually I haven’t had the chance to.”

“Ahh well…” Han shrugged as Lino shot daggers with his eyes.

“Yeah yeah… anyways I’d like to know what this was doing in the very back of the fridge?” Minho said as he pulled the ziploc bag filled with cheese out of his back pocket.

Shit.

“Oh did you transfer the cheese from the container to a bag? Why? That doesn’t seem helpful. Is it? I’m not very updated on kitchen tips… or food tips for that matter, does it make it more fresh? Or is it like-“

“You’re blabbering. It was you wasn’t it” Minho said not as a question but a statement.

“No no I would never do something like THAT“

“Then who? It wasn’t IN, he’s the only other in here.”

Han had nothing to say. Just stared at Lino with wide eyes.

“You made me attack our maknae, miss out on my morning grilled cheese, and now I’m gonna have to spend the rest of my saved up sleep energy getting you back”

“Uhmmm no, no, no you don’t you can skip that last part that’s not necessa-“

Lino pushed his way into Han’s room and locked the door.

“Wait-!” Han said loudly as he held his arm out at Minho and got on the ladder of the bunk bed.

“If you tickle me right now I will fall off and bust my ass on the floor. And you will be paying my hospital bills.” Han said sternly yet with a smile.

Minho smirked at him, “I’ll wait.”

A few seconds passed.

1 minute of them staring at each other.

Now 2.

Han turned around quickly and sprang onto the top bunk, Lino right behind him. The moment Han was off the ladder, Lino jumped onto the bed and grabbed Han by his collar.

“You never learn do you Hanji?” Lino said as he held Han’s collar mere inches from his face.

“DOHONT HURT MEHEHE” Han whined out dramatically. Lino rolled his eyes and swiftly pushed his chest off the side of the bed.

Han screamed as he thought he would fall all the way down until he realized Lino was sitting on his thighs. Han’s whole torso and arms was hanging off the top bunk, making his world go upside down.

“The blohohood’s gonna rush to my head ooohh man let me UP” Han laughed, already anticipating what was gonna happen.

Lino just smiled to himself. He had the wide expanse of Han’s torso all to himself, and he didn’t even have to worry about holding his arms down since half his torso was literally hanging off the bed. Han was definitely too tired to use his ab strength to pull himself back up, so Lino was home free.

“Any final words? Apologies? Any I’m Sorry’s before I-“

“DOHONT PLEEEASE please pleeease” Han begged in anticipation. He desperately tried to use the momentum of his arms by swinging them back and forth to get himself to sit upright, or his pure ab strength, neither of which worked since he was still so exhausted from yesterday. Great.

Lino wasted no time in poking around the younger’s sides. Han simply crossed his arms and refused to laugh and give in to Lino’s attacks.

“Oh I’M getting the silent treatment? Really.” Minho said with a smirk.

“Mhm”

“Reeeeally” Lino elongated the word as he began to scribble at the very bottom of Han’s stomach in quick little movements.

“Mhmhmhmhm” Han giggled with his lips and eyes sealed shut, still hanging off the bed.

“Stubborn are we” Lino laughed as he knew there was no way Han could resist with how sensitive he was.

So he plunged his hands under his shirt.

“MmhmhehEHEY HEHEY NO STOHOP” Han screamed as Minho tickled all over his stomach and sides and his small waist. Han tried to push at his hands with his own, only to find that he could barely even reach them in his position.

“PLEHEHASE! STOAHAP NOOAHA HYAAAHAHA” Han laughed as he threw his head back and swung it side to side in a desperate attempt to alleviate the tingles at his torso.

Lino tazed at his ribs hard. The younger kept squirming from side to side Lino went at him with no mercy.

A minute passed of nonstop pokes and scribbles and squeezes.

“You want me to let you back up?” Lino asked a red faced sweaty Han.

“Y- yeheaha” Han panted.

“Okay!” Lino said as Han handed him his hand. He hoisted him back onto the bed and quickly stuck his hand under his arm.

Han screamed and tucked himself into a ball on the bed, Lino’s hand still securely wiggling under his arm. Han just shut his arms down by his sides and laughed out.

“Cuteaahh~” Minho cooed, “sit up right” he said as he took his hand out.

Han was panting on the bed, still rolled into a ball. “Whahat?” He asked.

“Sit down on the bed.”

Han did as told, arms out at his defense still.

“Turn around”

“Ahabsolutely not” Han laughed nervously.

“Either you do it or I get you even worse” Lino said.

Han nervously did as told and put his back to Lino.

“Good, now spread your arms out to your sides.”

“WHAT?”

“Like on the titanic yknow that one scene” Lino giggled.

“No! You’re gonna gehet meeehehe” Han whined as he giggled and wrapped his arms around his torso.

“Do it!” Lino said as he took fistful of Han’s hair and shook it playfully.

“I’m scahared”

“You’ll be more scared if you don’t do it and I give you a countdown. You don’t wanna know what happens when I get to 3”

Han slowly began to lift his arms up by his sides. He slammed them down a couple of times but eventually had them fully stretched out.

“Wow you actually did it” Lino said.

“Wait, that was it?”

“Yes- well, no”

Lino plugged both his hands deep into Han’s underarms as he screamed loud enough for IN to hear and laugh all the way from his room.

“NAHAHAHA AAAHHH” Han screamed as he fell back into Lino’s lap and his body shook with effort of getting the tingly feelings off of him.

Lino smiled down at the younger as he attacked him. He looked insanely cute when writhing like this as some mere touches.

“Awwwwwe~”

Han’s face reddened even more as he kicked out on the bed.

“IHIHIT WAS JU- UAHAHA JUHUST CHEHEHESE”

“No, it’s the principle of the matter that you tried to get back at me for something you started. Or maybe you wanted me to get back at you? Is that why your so called ‘prank’ was so bad hmmm?”

“HEHEY IT- AHAHAHA” Han threw his head back in laughter and smiled his gummy smile with crinkled eyes.

“Hm? Didn’t catch that” Lino smirked.

“FUHUCK YOU”

Lino gasped and hoisted Han up by his underarms that he was still attacking, then plunged his mouth into the side of his neck screaming.

“THAT WASN’T NICE” He yelled into the younger’s neck as he began to nibble and wiggle his nose into it. Han followed with a series of squeals and tears running down his face.

“I didn’t hear you denying the whole ‘wanting this’ part of my argument~” Lino teased.

“SHUHUT UP! MY PRAHANK WAS AMAHAZIN- AHAHA STOHOP! DON’T DON’TAhahahehha” Han began running out of breath and losing his stamina quickly.

Lino took his hands out from under Han’s arms and hugged him around his waist, Han still in his lap. He put his mouth on the side of Han’s neck as he spoke.

“Awwwwe was it too much? Too much for the Han Jisung? Awwww” He swung him side to side as he teased his neck. Han squealed and shut his eyes as hard as he could.

“Yohou’re actually teheribble!” Han squealed.

“Who hid my cheese.”

“Don’t eheven”

Han let his body fall to the side and wrapped his arms around Lino’s that were still securely around his waist.

Before crawling off the bed, Lino put his mouth on Han’s ear.

“Try to get back at me again… and I won’t stop until you’re out”

Somehow, Han knew he meant it. A shiver went down his spine as he got butterflies from imagining the feeling of being shown absolutely zero mercy until you’re unconscious, forced to laugh until you can’t laugh anymore and fall into a deep grin-filled sleep.

He put it on his bucket list.

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Minsung Minsung Minsung ＼(^-^)／ ＼(^-^)／ 🩷

#tword community #tword post #tword blog #tword content #tword skz #skz tickle #stray kids #kpop tickle #skz tickle fic #stray kids tickle #straykids tickle #tickle fic #tickle community #kpop tickle fic #tickle fluff #Lee Han #Ler Minho #ler lee know

[yung-goos]

//possible pikmin 4 spoilers

ughHHH ok no I must talk about Pikmin 4. I needa gush. It's safe to say I will be playing every other pikmin game in the near future because I. am. in. love. With the concept, the aesthetic, the gameplay, my lovely little men called pikmin, OATCHIIIIII, just.... Pikmin gained a new fan quickly. Took me a lil while to find my groove, but once I found it I couldn't put it down. Something about having a gameplay cycle thats unique, interesting, and revolves around being as efficient as possible just *chefs kiss* can't be beat. And Pikmin 4 does it in a way where it isn't stress inducing or daunting. Its like a nice slow trickle feed, and the difficulty curve doesn't like, suddenly get hard out of no where. Theres a clear point where you're like okay the shits getting real. Like okayyy now I have to actually sit here and think??? But like, half way through doing the first dandori battle I realized you could restart, and a couple tries later realized I could just use Oatchi to manage a lot of the carrying for the heavy shit by himself while I multi-task with my captain. And just.... yea it was a wrap after that lmao. Utterly destroying the dandori battles when I came across them (yea fuck you LOUIE). The dandori challenges though were tricky and required a lot of planning and restarting in order to plat them, but I loved every second of it. And just.... The ENVIRONMENTSSSS. I think just looking up and getting a look at where I was at was one of my favourite things to do. Realizing you're walking around through a lil garden, or a campfire grill, or a toy castle, or some kind of animal exhibit, or a sandbox, or a sand castle. And the HOMEEE. Or should I say "large giant structure". Like goddd the amount of charm is insane. Reading the descriptions for all the treasure too was a big fave of mine. Mock Bottom, Foolish Fruit, Unbreakable Promise, Connection Detector, Buddy Display, Personal Injury Plank, Wave Racer for the Nintendo Gamecube. Just UGHHH the CHARM™. I think the only thing I'd say I'd dislike is the dialouge from the characters. As someone who likes to be thorough, a lot of it felt uneccesary after awhile. Cute and funny at times, esp the little Pikmin people talk (the little "Oh n-no" Collin likes to do and the lil "Ki-morrray" Shepherd does has been STUCK and I mean STUCK in my head) but yea. It'll be nice going back and playing Pikmin games that arent so dialogue heavy, so I hear. Speaking of which, thats the one downside to starting with Pikmin 4, all the quality of life changes I'm sure they added to 4 isn't going to be present. Cuz you mean I have to fight shit...... without Oatchi..... I'm still not used to losing pikmin..... its going to be a slaughter if I don't have my boy with me. But yea, that'll be stress I tackle another day. Anywho, amazing game, definitely up there with Bomb Rush and TOTK as my GOTYs, and I'm sooo looking forward to playing more Pikmin in general. To think, I may have not been convinced to purchase this so soon if it weren’t for dunkeys glowing review. I always knew I wanted to play Pikmin, which is why I always avoided reading anything about it (which was easy theres like 20 maybe 35 pikmin fans at most).

also yea Groovy Long Legs remains my top fave out of all the bosses. Hands down. So good.

also also yea I understand why its fuck Louie now. Really wish we got to hear Nelle chew his ass out with their little "talk" Hmph.

#pikmin #pikmin 4 #ok nOW I can go to sleep #really had to get that out

[miss-atena]

hiya!! mind if I request an oc x canon (sort of) post? About, the time before Jamil got admitted to NRC, Inaya begging Jamil to take a break from his work to go and hang out with her and Kalim.

btw hope you have an amazing day/night/etc. <3

AS SOMEONE ON BOOK 4 U DON'T KNOW HOW MUCH THIS IS HURTING ME DGSHGDHSGDHSAGHJSGA

Jaminaya for the win fr fr (If the names looks like a Hamilton reference no it isn't/j)

Jamil Viper x Inaya -Take a Break

"C'mon Jamil! Just this once!" Inaya almost went to her knees and begged him to take a break. Jamil has been going nonstop with cooking since he finally recovered from his reaction to the poison someone put in Kalim's curry, and he needed to catch back on his skills. "I already said it, I need to finish cooking Kalim's lunch, I can't go do whatever you want me to right now" The boy was, as always, insistent on his duties, much to the girl's dismay, and sometimes even worries. "If I stop to wander around every time you asked me to instead of actually doing my work, I would never hear the end of it from my parents, you know?" "I promise you, it's just this once! Kalim said he wanted to fly on his magic carpet with us, to show me the oasis you two found last weekend. It won't take too much time, and I'll help you afterwards even a-" "That is not happening. I'm the only one who should cook for him, you both know it. Now please go back to playing Mancala with Kalim while I finish his lunch, I'm sure this can wait for after his meal." Inaya pouted, looking defeated, but tugged at his arm slightly. Jamil, even though he knew she meant well, couldn't let her take his duties from him, no matter if Kalim asked for it or not. "I just wished you would stop working till exhaustion and would have some fun with us again, like the old times..." Her words took Jamil off guard, which almost led to him burning his fingers. He sighed and looked at her, not very pleased but finally giving in, as at least this way she wouldn't be talking about stuff that he didn't want to think. "If I accept going with you two, will you please let me finish cooking?" Inaya took zero seconds to nod furiously, that sweet smile that led to Jamil's sleepless nights about what he really thought of her gracing her face once again, as just after Jamil turned off the stove, he was dragged by his clothes. Well... I suppose, if it is to see that smile grace Inaya's face once again, Jamil could skip just this time. As much as he wanted to deny it, he knew, deep down, that she was a diamond in the rough, and that the Sevens graced him with the chance to see this diamond shine under the Scalding Sands sunlight. Maybe only he saw this, but the perfect picture of her smile will forever grace his memories.

Hope u like this bestieeee I LOVE THEM SOSOSO MUCH DGSAHDGSHGDJSA I'M NOT WELL ABOUT THE JAMINAYA PROPAGANDA!!!

also REQUEST MORE BEE, CUZ I NEED TO SPOIL U MORE, I SPOIL U WAY TOO LITTLE >:((

#thanks for the request! #twisted wonderland #twst #disney twst #tena writing #jamil x oc #jamil x inaya #beelloonn #tena moots

[manikas-whims]

What do you think is the reason why the MC Cheonliang gang, specifically MC Pesticides, we’re particularly scared of Mary and had some guilty feelings?

She was not bitter but she wasn’t buddy buddy with them either. I remember Vin once told MC Pesticides to apologize to Mary. I thought they may have played a prank on her back when she was bigger, or asking her on a date only to humiliate her.

Whatever it was, Vin sure wasn’t happy with them either.

sorry anon, took me a while to answer cuz i was looking up certain screenshots again 😂

⚠ warning ⚠ long post ahead:

So from everything said about Cheonliang Fam so far, this is how i perceive it:

It probably goes like Vin and his Cheonliang Gang were the strongest gang in Cheonliang and they were all good pals and respected him as the leader.

Around the same time, he was probably a member of the Judo club at his C middle school. And there, he probably knew Mary as another member of the club..you know like someone you just know in passing, not as a friend.

These panels right here are where Vin Jin suddenly starts reminiscing the old days. He was talking about Mary. About how she was the best Judo student of his batch and how every coach and manager wanted her..

Mary was a plus size girl back then and most likely taunted over it, because we know how awful middle schoolers can be 😒

Around the same time, Vin probably met with an unfortunate accident that led to his eye condition– polycoria.

Now, this is where things started going downhill for him. He probably got admitted to a hospital and upon his recovery, his left eye became like that.

From there onwards, probably his parents said some unpleasant stuff, his school kids began mocking him n all..

And i suppose thats when he talked to Mary for the first time. Like one day, she just found him ditching classes n sulking someplace. So she probably talked to him (she is pretty wise) and like..uplifted him and told him that his eyes are still fine.

And maybe thats when he realised she wasn't that bad. I feel like he probably already respected her for being the best of Judo club. As he has stated himself that when it comes to Judo, Mary can beat him. But this is the point where he actually saw her as more than a plus size girl at his school and you know..became friends with her.

So gradually, Vin picked up some glasses and his entire gang took up to wearing glasses as a sign of respect for him. And Mary (now friends with Vin) sorta became a part of their gang, hanging out with them, riding motorcycles and all..

Now this is where i incorporate your date idea..

Mary probably developed a crush on one of their junior members in the gang (just a bad guess). She probably confessed and got rejected and told that even though she's a friend, there's no way anyone would date her due to her plus size (yeah awful middle schoolers 😑)

Thus, she left crestfallen.

By the next year Mary lost all her weight and grew out her hair (Vin said this but I can't add the panel as tumblr only allows 10 pics in a post 😭).

Then, she probably went back to confess to the junior. And this time she got invited to a date but ended up being pranked.

Mc Pesticides is probably the one guy who knew about the prank and still let it happen. Which would explain why she has forgiven him for whatever happened.

But from her gaze its evident that there's still traces of hurt and disappointment.

But after so much time, now she just wants to talk to him like a mature person and get over it.

However, a date prank can't be reason enough to kill someone.

This is my wild guess but probably something worse happened to Mary.

From how I see it, when Mc Pesticides called Vin a murderer, Vin wasn't fazed. He countered by calling out Mc Pesticides for his hypocrisy and said he should be apologizing to Mary.

In Vin's eyes, him killing someone is equal (and even worse) to what Mc Pesticides did to Mary.

Wild guess but not completely unbelievable: Mary was probably sexually harassed.

Lookism deals with a lot of societal issues and scary topics. Harassment of women, especially younger girls, is a common thing prevailing in many parts of the world.

It was their junior who probably touched her inappropriately or tried to force himself upon her.

Now Mc Pesticides probably knew about the prank but didn't expect his junior would go as far as to harass her.

And this is what led to Vin losing his temper as Mary is an important person to him. He ended up beating the guy, probably going too far in his anger and ending up accidentally killing the guy.

He probably also had a fight with Mc Pesticides for knowing about the prank yet not warning Mary.

Which also explains why Vin doesn't regret killing him. And also Mary thanking him for it.

this is just a wild theory so take all of this with a grain of salt :)

#vin jin #mary kim #vinmary #mc pesticides #lookism #lookism theory #i'm bad at theories okay? #take this with a grain of salt #진호빈 #김미루 #외모지상주의 #jin hobin #kim miru #asks #anon asks

[sweet-little-dude]

once he was mine :: a slight explanation one shot of the feelings of sanzu haruchiyo and mutou yasuhiro @virtue-and-beneviolence

sanzu use to be mine.

we met when toman started. even though he’d been there longer than me, mikey still gave him to me, only to teach him how to play guitar properly. his technique was sloppy but he was an utter natural, so i took him in. 

through the next couple of months, i got to know him. he loved cheesecake and has always wanted to dye his hair pink. he doesn’t really like showing affection to anyone, but that’s only cuz he doesn’t like to, so i didn’t mind. he has a huge admiration for mikey and had a real punk style, which is something i admire of him. but another thing i admired abt him is how he’d stand up for the things he cherished, like how he threw hands with someone just cuz they said toman’s music sucks. 

after a few months of being by each other’s side, we soon ended up dating. it wasn’t anything big, we went out for cheesecake after rehearsal like any other day and i just went for it. i swear that day was the first time i’d seen haru smile that much. that day is still my favorite of my whole life. i still remember how he literally yelled when i first posed the question, and when he said yes, he physically jumped over our little table to give me a hug. god, i think i really loved him. 

about a year later tenjiku was formed. a guy that was the frontman of a band i use to be in began tenjiku and he wanted me to join him, i said yes without another thought. and surprisingly, haru followed me into tenjiku, though the band didn’t last long. we had this battle of the bands against toman and we ended up having to forfeit due to our leader getting caught up in a drug scandal. we never saw him again after that, yet somehow a bunch of the guys in tenjiku got involved with it , myself included. all except for hanma, kisaki, kokonoi and of course, haruchiyo. 

he visited quite frequently while i was in jail. but towards the end of my sentence, he stopped showing up. i was there for about 10 months and when i got out, haru was there waiting for me, but he looked different. he seemed to have grown taller and he actually dyed his hair. plus he carries his guitar on his back all the time now. but i knew it was still my haruchiyo from the way he smiled at me. i could never forget that face.

strange thing was that as soon as i got out, he was asking me to help out in this new band he belonged to. kantou manji. it was lead by his childhood best friend, mikey, and kokonoi and hanma were in it too. so i decided to join, only because the other guys had already made a new band with this no body they met in the jail. 

but if i could turn back time, i would have never ended up helping kantou manji. believe me they were great, probably better than anything else i’d seen, but everyone had changed. mikey had seemed more miserable than ever and hanma had seemed to have lost his mojo. plus kokonoi was never around blondie locks; but for haruchiyo, he just seemed so rebellious now. at first i thought wow, he finally came out of his shell, i’m so happy for him. but with that, he knew way more people, and soon he barely spoke to me at all when we were around other people. of course, when it was just us we’d talk about band, but it was like that was the only thing holding us together, the only way we were associated. 

as well as sanzu not talking to me, it also seemed as though he was going out with a new person all together. haitani rindou was his name, and the two were addicted to each other. at first they were a very public couple, but they didn’t last long due to our his manager, kisaki, not liking the idea of a member of kantou manji dating someone from a rival band. so they kept their relationship a secret with only a few people knowing, but really, they were horrible at hiding their affection for one another. 

plus i barely knew him anymore. he probably still loved cheesecake and he probably loved his new pink hair, even though his roots had been growing out really quick. he use to hate smothering people with affection, but now he and rindou are all over each other, plus there’s also him and hanma making out on stage (which i have no idea if its an act of fan service or pure feeling) which i slightly mind. he probably still respects mikey as much as he did and maybe even more. but he’s got a new style now, rlly a bit too formal for the haru i knew. and i’m sure he stands up for his loved ones still, but i haven’t seen that with my own eyes in a while, since i don’t feel even his love.

in the end, sanzu and i couldn’t find love within each other anymore, nor did we want to. even tho i wish i could’ve, i just couldn’t find it. it was never like we never officially broke up, but we just fell out of love. and i think one day, it just became a mutual thought. because one day, haruchiyo stopped talking to me all together, there was only a sanzu left for the world. shit, i rlly did fall for him. 

epilogue

now, i’m only still in kantou manji to have something to do with my life. i’m kinda out of place there but i still am seen as useful to them, so i don’t rlly care what they think of me. i interact with all the guys and all. well, ofc except sanzu, since he’s busy with rindou or hanma. but i get to have good talks with kokonoi, and i enjoy making small talk with mikey cuz they’re something he can handle, and kisaki and i talk about concert and gig plans. so my life’s pretty compact and real, and i don’t let nonsense distract me anymore. not something that can’t be dealt with quickly, not something that’s fake, not something or someone that’s a facade, and definitely not someone that can’t devote themself to me as much i do to them. no. because through getting rid of lies and things hurting me, its helped me decide to move on. 

but feelings are never really controlled by ourselves, huh? sometimes we just latch onto a random stranger we see around frequently. like at gigs or parties, he’s also standing there, coincidentally. his beautiful tan skin shining under the lights and his captivating violet eyes shining with luring features. and his charismatic smile, so charming it could creep it’s way into someone’s heart and steal it without a trace. it’s all too familiar. 

but i could never fall for someone like that, not again, i just won’t allow it.

yet sometimes, being a hypocrite isn’t too bad. 

#hhahahhhhhhHHHHhhHh #sleep deprived bcuz of this but anyways #mucho yasuhiro #yasuhiro muto #sanzu haruchiyo #haruchiyo sanzu #om nom eating this band au and spilling some crumbs #takuwrites #offtaskotaku

[totaldramafan-lauri]

OK.....so, I THOUGHT this would be miserable, and that I’d reach Ruler after switching back to normal Turf Wars. It took me a while to....not be disoriented with everything, and I actually start winning games. I told myself that I wouldn’t ragequit, and actually give it a chance...and I did.

And, I’m happy to say, that I DID have good games, and had just enough motivation to play the entire session in Tricolors.

I still don’t like the stage. It’s easily my least-favorite map in the game so far (I consider it separate from regular Gorge, which I like). Sure, it’s cute, it’s unique, and I like how they tried to even the playing field by giving the defenders an actual base, and the attackers and defenders equal space, but......I’m sorry, I just don’t enjoy it! First off, I had to use my Splatana the whole way though cuz there are no - ZERO - safe sniping perches there. THEN, there’s the fact that it’s disgustingly easy to get pinned to a base you only have ONE (1) PATH out of, and THEN, there’s how its encourages everyone to group together on this tiny point......Sure, it’s fun to unleash Ultra Stamps when multiple people are there, but....it’s also SUPER king-of-the-hill chaos, cuz if you get up there, you can practically see the entire stage!? And THAT’S not even a good sniping perch cuz that’s where the flipping signals spawn? And overall, it’s just SO SMALL-

I- it’s just REALLY chaotic....and if you like chaotic matches, sure, you might like it there. But me, being a stealth-focused player, found it hard to do much on my bad games.

But....well....I adapted. I got used to it.

For a while, I had a bad time playing there in both positions (due to, again, how easy it is to get stuck in base, so if I sucked even just once, I’d never recover). Then, as I kept playing, I started winning more.

At first (like, over half the session), my only real wins were on the defending team. For a good long while, I kept losing as an attacker. The only wins I got on the attacking team were second-place wins after willingly letting the other team get at least one signal and backing them up. That strategy was all I could count on cuz I had such little confidence in myself to play well. I knew Ultra Stamp was good there, so I leaned on that a lot and focused on just bullying.

But, in the last hour or so, I WAS able to get a few real attacking wins. Not many, but more than one. And each one was pretty hype! Keep in mind, that as an attacker, unless literally no one is nearby, I NEVER go for the signals. I’m not aggro enough of a player for that. So, in each of those matches, it was my teammate who got the signal (usually just one, but I think in ONE game we got them both) while I was....either splatting or getting splatted, and usually I wasn’t even nearby, so I’d FLIP OUT when the notice would pop up. XD So, I’m not taking credit for those lucky wins, but I still pulled my weight in my own way.

But yeah, MOST of my wins were defending. I’m not sure if that means that the defending team has an advantage on that map, or if it just has to do with my personal strengths. I’ve always had a preference for defending. Maybe a player who likes attacking more will have a different experience. The map seems to be trying to be as fair and balanced as possible, so I won’t say anything.

In the end, I was able to have some good games....but that’s despite the map, not because of it. I just adjusted. XD

Oh! And, one big upside to this - NO mirror matches at all! Wooooo!! Every single win mattered! SUCH a relief after last month....XD

So, yeah, that was my experience with my Tricolor binge. I MIGHT get on one final time to play some Pro, cuz I really do wanna try to win at least one 10x battle to make up for my losses yesterday, but I dunno if I will.

Also, PLEASE don’t get mad at me if you like this Tricolor map. If you do, then I’m really happy for you. I’m happy you got enjoyment out of something I didn’t. I WISH I could say that I loved having a unique layout like this. Trust me. I do acknowledge that my charger bias probably doesn’t help at all, but my experience itself just....wasn’t the best. It’s not the kinda map I like. That’s all. Feel free to disagree with me!

#lauri plays splatoon 3 #splatfest

[rharyx]

Follow up to this post, where I started cataloging my Final Fantasy journey.

Crisis Core I watched a playthrough back in high school cuz I thought Zack was cool as shit and I loved the theme music, but I never actually played it. But since I finally played 7, I knew I had to follow it up with this, and I went with the Reunion remake since I heard the combat is a lot better. Which I guess it is? I can't compare it to the original since I never played it, but the combat here was real fun and snappy -- I spent hours just doing side missions. And of course the story was as good as I remember it. Only downside is Zack's new actor is nowhere near as good as his original, and that really brings it down a tad. But it still doesn't kick Zack out of my "Top 5 FF characters" list. Also, I always liked Genesis, which I guess a lot of people don't? But I think he's just so funny. Like he actually stops his mission to kill Hojo or whatever to info-dump Loveless lore on everyone in the room. Dude's so weird, I hope he's in the remake trilogy. I think a 8/10 is fair.

Final Fantasy IV Took me a bit to finish this one since stuff got in the way. Not really much to say about this one, though, I guess. The story was good, and some areas and events were cool (like the giant robot thing), with lots of characters who show up and do their thing then leave. Cecil is pretty cool, Kain sure is a guy, and I like Rydia a decent amount. Love how that dude Edge is just straight up called Edge though lmao -- I imagined him having a sort of Johnny Bravo/Might Guy voice, which really elevated his character in my head. But otherwise, the whole game was a pretty standard affair. I kinda thought the vehicle stuff was pretty interesting -- like how you had to use the hoverboat, to get to the ship, to get to the better ship, etc. That was neat in its own way. Fuck the final boss, though, that shit felt unfair. 6/10, I guess? Definitely the mainline FF I've been least into so far, but it's still nowhere a "bad" game.

Final Fantasy XII I heard this was one divisive, but I don't see how? Like, this was really good. I did hear the original release was pretty bad compared to the Zodiac version I was playing, which made me think...... Between 12's initial release, 14's initial release, and 15's initial release...is 16 the first mainline game in over a decade that came out completely fine without needing an overhauled re-release or oodles of DLC to smooth things over in some way?? (I haven't played 13 yet, so that may have been fine upon release.) Anyway, to speak of the game itself, the License Board and Gambit System was really interesting and I kinda hope they bring it back in some way in the future, cuz I love tedious grindy stuff like that where you slowly fill up an ability grid (reminded me of the Sphere Grid, kinda). And the story -- while sometimes feeling really overwhelming with the amount of terms and names I had to memorize -- was well structured and I like how everyone's stories wrapped up by the end. Vaan is truly not a protagonist though, is he? lol. If anything, Ashe was the main character of this story, which I did kinda fuck with, even if she's not one of my favorite characters from the game. Also, I loved how many areas and differing locales we went to on the journey. I wasn't expecting such an array of distinct and visually engaging locations. One thing, though...why did half the voice over audio sound like it was being recorded through a soup can? It was so weirdly mixed. Like, you get used to it, but what happened?? Anyway, as a FF14 fan I though it was neat to see where all the Ivalice inspiration came from, and overall the game was really enjoyable to play. I've definitely not scratched the surface when it comes to the optional content, like Espers or whatever, but idk if I'll ever have the time to complete all that anyway. But for the main game itself, definitely a solid 8/10. Maybe even an 8.5.

Not sure what to do next, maybe try V once it goes on sale. Or probably just jump into Remake and Rebirth.

#final fantasy #crisis core #ff7 #zack fair #ff12 #vaan #ff4 #cecil harvey #square enix

[bonky-n-steeb]

— hit me like a meteorite

summary || Steve and you watch porn and decide to role play it.

warnings || unprotected sex, anal sex, butt plugs, dirty talk, role play, light spanking. MINORS DNI

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I’d seen a video and wrote this based on it. This has been in my drafts for way too long. I hope you like it :)

“Ma’am I can’t let you go inside.” Steve said exasperatedly and rolled his eyes. He was blocking the entry door with his huge expanse and denying you entry.

“Oh come on! It’s nothing I swear. Just let me go, I’ll be late otherwise.” You tried your best to sound annoyed and desperate all at once.

You and Steve had watched porn together a few days back and a particular video had caught your attention. In the beginning you had been sceptical of watching it with Steve, but he was a much cooler boyfriend than you thought.

So now here you were, enacting to be a passenger while Steve played a douchebag security guard. While you were just standing in your house, you both considered it to be the airport security check; cuz that’s where the fun was.

“The metal indicator over here says otherwise. It’s beeping every time you enter.” He folded his hands and leaned against the door and you salivated at his bulging arms. “Yeah yeah. But trust me, it’s nothing wrong.”

“I can’t trust your words. Do you have any metal items on you ma’am?” You chewed your lower lip and Steve’s eyes followed it. “Not really.” You lied straight through your teeth.

“As I said I don’t believe you. I’ll have to check you myself.” You shook your head in panic. “No please don’t.” He narrowed his eyes at you. “Either let me check or you tell me what you are carrying.”

You couldn’t tell him what was setting the detector off, so you just went with it. “Okay fine. check me.” A mischievous smirk crosses across Steve’s face as he walked up to you.

His hands began from your shoulder and he took his time wandering them down to your palms. Then he straightaway placed his hands on your tits and started kneading them.

You can’t stop the moan that erupts from your throat. “Really? All it took was just one touch and you’re melting, sweetheart.” His hands continued down, eager to reach the actual prize.

Once he was done checking your front side, he motion your to turn around. With a long sigh, you finally turned around. He once again started with your back and went lower, massaging your muscles on the way.

Once he reached your ass, he kneaded it just like boobs. “Oh fuck! It feels so nice.” You blurted out and quickly bit your lip. You could clearly hear the rumble of his chest as he chuckled but it quickly died down as his hands touched something nestled right between your ass cheeks.

“I must ask you ma’am. What are you hiding?” You turned to look at him over your shoulder. “Ummm, nothing.” He pressed his hand over it making a tingle go down your spine. That asshole knew what he was doing.

“I can clearly feel something.” That was all he said before tearing your pants right in the middle. You could hear the sharp intake of his breath, though he was the only one who placed it before this began.

A butt plug.

A butt plug with hot pink jewel at its base was lodged right into your hole. “Hmmm… now I know what was causing all this problem. I’ve got a naughty one I see.” His eyes were twinkling with lust.

He spread your asscheeks to take a better look at it. His dick was hard just from the sight and he couldn’t wait to get his hands on you. He relished the moan that slipped through your lips as he jostled the plug.

With quickly motions Steve discarded the torn pants and shirt. “You’re so beautiful.” Steve lovingly pressed a kiss to your temple and went out of character for a minute.

Before you could say anything Steve pulled you away from the wall you were leaning on and made you lie down on the bed. He pulled your ass up so that you’d be on your hand and knees on the bed.

“Oh fuck!” You exclaimed as Steve spanked your left butt cheek. His hands seemed to be glued to your ass as they constantly rubbed and squeezed.

“Looking so beautiful and ready for me. I gotta have some fun don’t you think?” His gravelly voice was making your pussy even wetter. “Yes please! Please please please..!”

You had been already riled up by the buttplug and how Steve had inserted it painstaking slow before this and now Steve wasn’t making anything easier.

“What do you want sweet girl. Tell me.” He was bent over you as he whispered in your ear. You gulped before replying, “I want… I want you to fuck me.”

He hummed as he ran his fingertips on your wet cunt. You squeaked as two thick fingers entered you. Steve knew your body by the back of his hand and he knew exactly what you liked.

His other hand was securely wrapped in your hair and he kept you from falling on your face. Your eyes rolled back and you curled your fingers in the covers as he pumped his fingers into you hard.

“Steeevee..” his name left your lips like a whine. His lips started trailing kisses to your nape and back. He scissored his fingers in your tight channel and your eyes rolled back.

“Steve I’m… I’m gonna cum.” Your mouth was forming the ‘o’ shape as you pushed back against his fingers. It didn’t take much to make you cum around his fingers.

“Just like that you dirty little slut.” Steve could feel you clamping around his fingers. Hearing Steve call you filthy names always made you more wet than you already were.

“Yes Steve… your slut. Only yours.” You gasped as Steve pulled out his fingers and rubbed his thick cock over your swollen folds. He entered you in one fast thrust as he growled out, “Mine.”

He set a fast and unrelenting rhythm and laying down, you just took it. His hands were planted near your face, caging you in as he rutted into you.

His fingers started playing with the plug in your ass, slowly pulling it out and pushing it back in. “You’re such a whore. Letting a guard fuck your holes isn’t a very lady like behaviour ma’am.”

“Hhnngg… fuck!” You writhed as you came once again with the force of supernovas. Your toes curled but Steve still didn’t stop pumping his cock into you. His growls filled your ears as your walls pulsed around him.

“Where do you want me to cum?” His voice was hoarse and strained in your ear. “In… in my ass.” Your voice was breathy.

Steve stopped for a moment and leaned down, “are you sure?” He wiped the sweat off of your forehead to check on you. You nodded, “Yes. Please Steve. Please!”

“Fuck!” Steve cursed before pulling himself out. You whimpered as Steve removed the plug and slowly, inch by inch, inserted himself. You were already lubed up and Steve’s cock was wet from fucking your pussy. “Oh god. You’re so tight.”

It wasn’t the first time Steve was fucking your ass, but since you both were close to coming, the intensity of the whole act was too much.

It felt like you could fly off and the only thing holding you back were your fingers clutching the bed sheet in a death grip. “Steve…” you were already very sensitive from previous orgasms.

“Are you gonna cum from me just fucking your ass. Fuck doll, you’re a treasure.” You both were panting and sweat and slick was dripping off your body into the covers.

“You’re taking me so well. Look at that tight little hole swallowing my fat cock.” His words alone were making your thighs quiver.

You started thrusting back to take him deeper into your hole. “Oh yeah. Fuck yourself on me sweetheart. Just like the cockdrunk whore you are.” You just knew you were gonna cum harder than you ever had.

“I’m coming!” He announced as his hips had lost the rhythm and were just rutting into you hard. “Oh yes Steve! Give it to me. Fuck yes!” He pressed himself as deep as he could go and spilled himself in you.

Feeling him fill you up with his hot cum, your own orgasm was triggered. You felt like an electric shock wire as liquid pleasure flowed through your veins.

You hissed as Steve pulled out. He spread your asscheeks to see his cum drip out of your clenching hole. “Steve, please don’t tell me you’re getting hard again.” Your face was pressed in the pillows and your voice was muffled.

“Sweetheart, you look so damn sexy.” He scooped up the cum and rubbed it on your pussy. Once he was satisfied, he started pressing tender kisses to any inch of your skin.

“I’ll be right back.” He whispered in your ear and you just groaned in response, tired to speak anything else. He wasn’t gone for much time and he returned with a warm, wet cloth.

Gently and with utmost care, he cleaned you, all while praising and kissing you. He laid back besides you once he was done. “I love you.” He pulled your close and you clung to his warm body.

“I love you too Stevie. That was the hottest sex I’ve ever had.” Your eyes were still closed but you could feel his chest rumble as he chuckled. “Same here.”

“You know, we could try out more such things.” His hands were roaming across your back, warming you up. “Yeah. We definitely could.”

You were almost about to fall asleep, but the next words that Steve said made your ears perk up. “For the next time, I was thinking of maid kink.”

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[because-of-a-friend]

Enemies to Lovers!Jeonghan

MASTERLIST

One day I will come up with titles for my works lol. 

Hi Hannah!!!! Thanks for requesting! I loved doing this one! I went ahead and went with Jeonghan cuz I feel like he fits this trope best! Sorry you had to wait so long, this particular fic got deleted like... three times so it was a struggle lol. I hope it’s what you were looking for!

I hope this is a good one, I’m realizing I get real insecure about my writing anytime I’m not doing a bulletpoint or reaction fic, so I don’t feel great about this time. Also I only started recently putting actual detail into my kiss scenes and idk how I’m doing with those???? Like do they seem ok??? Also I feel like I make it so obvious that I am such a sucker for SVT having cute nicknames for siblings, friends, partners, etc in fics lol. Anyways...

Also, I really said: Jeonghan... but in different types of lighting

Remember I don’t own the gif! Link to OP is right there if you want to go give the creator some love!!!

Word Count: 5.2k

Warnings: Mentions eating, reader is using female pronouns (I will keep things gn unless you request differently), I think that’s it, pls let me know if I missed any

You’re not sure exactly how it happened. It was probably just an instance of getting off on the wrong foot, that led to more awkward interactions, giving both of you the wrong impression of each other. You knew this, you could rationalize it all. You were well aware that all it would take was one “I think we might have the wrong idea of each other” conversation and it would all be over. You could easily fix it all, but…

But his stupid smug face. The sarcastic jokes. The never-ending pranks that were not as funny as he thought they were. His ridiculous arrogance. His overall unapologetic nature towards all of it.

You couldn’t help but hate Yoon Jeonghan.

*****

“I don’t know, Wonnie…” you say uneasily over the phone. In previous years, you’d go over to the dorm without hesitation. You loved spending time with your brother and many of the other boys. But ever since you had officially met and begun interacting with Jeonghan…

“C’mon, [Y/N]! I bought that new game you were talking about! We can play it together on my gaming system!” Wonwoo began to persuade. You knew you’d give in; you always did. Your brother was far too sweet a person and far too comforting a presence to reject. The question was how long did you want to argue with him about going to the dorm.

You sighed, accepting defeat early to save time, “I’ll head over there in a bit.”

Wonwoo gives a small cry of victory, “Ok, I’ll have Gyu make extra ramen.” Wonwoo abruptly hangs up the phone right after, leaving you in silence to groan in regret of your decision.

You immediately straighten yourself out, though, trying to put yourself in a mindset of determination. What were you thinking? Just because you and that asshole didn’t get along meant you couldn’t go see your own twin brother without feeling uncomfortable? Screw that! If he wanted to keep the peace then he was going to have to start watching where he stepped around you. 

*****

You knocked loud and clear on the door of their dorm, knowing that with thirteen people living inside, it was usually too noisy for them to hear someone signal their arrival. To your relief, Seungcheol opened the door just moments after you knocked and greeted you with a warm smile followed by a hand sneaking into your hair to ruffle it, “Hey there, kiddo! How’s it hanging?”

“Just fine,” you tilt your head down slightly in his direction as you pass him to enter the dorm. “How are things here?” As soon as you ask, your ears are met with the noise of someone dropping something in the kitchen, followed by Seungkwan crying in alarm.

“Same as always, I supposed,” Seungcheol sighs, but his smile doesn’t fade. “I think Mingyu and Wonwoo are already in the computer room, if you want to go ahead and see them!”

“Ok, thanks Cheol!” you call as you both rush off in different directions, him towards the kitchen and you towards the small room that would provide you solace from the possibility of having to see Yoon Jeonghan.

You were determined not to let things go how they usually did: you with your mouth clamped shut as Jeonghan spoke whatever teasing words he had saved up for you, and the most you can do to fight back is by rolling your eyes and finding any way to get away from him.

This time, you would still avoid contact with him, but if it happened, you’d speak your mind and not care what he thought, since that’s how he treated you.

But there was no sign of him or anyone else as you walked to the computer room. You could hear Mingyu and Wonwoo yelling and cheering at the game long before you opened the door. It was pitch black inside, the piercing light of the screen making you squint your eyes.

The two men inside both turn immediately to check who offended their dark space with the soft, yellow light from the hallway.

“Oh [Y/N], you came!” Mingyu beams up at you. You nod, matching his bright expression.

“How’s the game?” you ask simply, looking up to your brother.

“We like it so far,” Wonwoo’s smile is wide, he always gets excited about new games, whether they’re good or not. He leans over to grab a can of some sort of energy drink before gulping it down. “We left some ramen for you over there on the table. Eat first, then I’ll let you have a turn.”

You roll your eyes, though Wonwoo was only mere minutes older than you, he found those moments to be enough leverage to order you around and act like you should be dependent on his care. There were times when he even referred to himself as “oppa” to you and insisted that you do the same.

Most of the time you let it slide, especially when you weren’t in the mood to argue. However, there were times when you’d pull out the “We’re the same age,” “Even if you’re older, I’m smarter,” or “Don’t boss me around when I’m more mature than you” cards at the drop of a hat.

“Can you at least turn on the LEDs while I eat?” you ask, tip-toeing in the darkness towards the table at the back end of the room. You hear a click before a soft blue glow fills the room, finally giving you a clear view of your path. You pull the bowl of ramen towards you as you sit and resist the urge to comment on how little they left you. The dorm was filled with food anyways, you could find more later if you got hungry again.

Wonwoo and Mingyu begin to eagerly tell you what they like about the game as you eat. You listen happily, feeling safe in the presence of your brother and friend.

Then of course…

“Hey you two, Cheol wanted me to remind you that we have to get up early tomorrow,” you can’t help the sour expression that comes over your face as Jeonghan enters the room to speak to Wonwoo and Mingyu. “Oh, hey there cutie, I didn’t know you were here!” His smirk makes you sick.

“Don’t call me that,” you say bitterly into the nearly empty bowl.

Wonwoo looks nervously between you and his bandmate, well aware of the dislike you have for him. He’s grateful that you’ve always kept it so civil, but still feels bothered by the unrest between you.

Jeonghan lets out a little giggle in response, and Wonwoo feels a tug in the pit of his stomach, he wishes Jeonghan wouldn’t be so hard on you sometimes. He knows his hyung doesn’t mean anything by it, but you…

You feel your heart sink as Jeonghan steps fully into the room, striding to sit across from you at the table. You can only stare in wonder at his audacity as he slides the bowl towards himself and finishes off the ramen in one bite.

“I was eating that,” you try to keep your tone measured, attempting to keep within the balance of standing up for yourself but not starting any drama that would affect the boys.

“Go make more if you’re hungry, then,” Jeonghan says casually, making your anger positively flare.

You don’t even give your brother the chance to mediate, jumping up from your place and leaving the room, wanting to be anywhere but around that prick.

*****

“You’re leaving already?” Mingyu pouts at you.

“Gyu, I’ve been here for hours,” you laugh, stretching out your fingers as they start to prick from pain of slamming into a keyboard for so long. You had returned to the computer room but only after Jeonghan left. Part of you had wished you had done more to confront him; another part was glad you didn’t start a fight and put Wonwoo in an awkward position. “Besides all of you, as well as me have to get up early tomorrow, it’s already late. I need to get back home.”

“You can stay here,” Wonwoo was quick to offer.

You shook your head at him, “Then I’ll just have to get up even earlier, I’ll go back to my place.” Wonwoo nods almost reluctantly, standing to walk you out.

All of you run into Joshua on your way to the front door, he turns out to be the only one smart enough to ask how you got there.

“Oh, I took the bus,” you say slowly, knowing this is about to cause issues.

“Well, the last one would have already stopped running by now,” Mingyu says looking at the time on his phone.

“I’ll give you a ride,” Josh offers immediately.

You bring your hands up to shake them back and forth, “No, no, I can find a way home, you all need to go to bed.”

“[Y/N],” Wonwoo speaks up immediately in that stern voice you hate but also can’t help but listen to, “let Josh take you home. It’s either that or you stay here, I won’t have you walking around alone at night.” Wonwoo waits a moment to gauge your expression. He finally nods affirmatively, before speaking directly to Joshua, “Take her home, please.”

Joshua nods before walking off to grab his keys. You and Wonwoo send Mingyu off to bed. Once you’re alone, your brother pulls you in for a tight hug. “Do you want me to say something to him?” he asks lowly.

You shake your head, “I don’t want to cause any problems with you guys.” You sit in silence for a moment. “Come and stay over with me sometime, I miss our sleepovers.”

Joshua comes back and Wonwoo pulls away, “Thanks, hyung. Please get her home safe.” For the second time that night, your hair gets ruffled before your brother disappears to go off to bed.

The ride home with Joshua is comfortable. He speaks kindly to you and makes you smile.

You begin to wonder how amongst all these angels, there exists a person like Yoon Jeonghan.

*****

Wonwoo used the new game as leverage to guilt you into coming over quite often in the following weeks. You hadn’t realized how much you had limited your time at the dorm until you started going consistently once more. It was nice being able to spend time with the boys again. You hated that Jeonghan had become such an unbearable presence that it affected your relationship with the rest of your friends.

But ever since you had started to stand your ground and talk back, he had finally begun to avoid you. You supposed it was only fun for him when you sat there and took it.

It didn’t stop the two of you from bickering when you saw each other, but now both of you preferred to avoid each other instead of Jeonghan seeking you out to tease you.

The following weeks of visiting were fairly comfortable. Whenever Jeonghan wasn’t around, you got to spend plenty of time with the other boys and your brother. Plus, the new video game was even better than expected.

Jeonghan’s presence slowly became uncomfortable in a different way.

Instead of being smug and overbearing, he became strangely quiet around you. His facial expressions became more serious as he sent genuine glares your way before letting out bitter remarks and going on his way.

It made you even angrier.

Who the hell was he to torture you all this time and then act like a kicked puppy when you finally fought back???

Your anger and his bitterness slowly escalated the tension between you two. Although they were happening less frequently, the arguments between you became more serious and almost hurtful.

Whatever, you told yourself, he could do as he pleased, you wouldn’t let it affect you anymore.

*****

You stared down at your phone screen. Why? Why did it have to be here, while you were at the dorm?

The call was only five minutes. They didn’t even do it in person. Of course, they had warned that because of hard times, there’d be lay-offs soon. But they couldn’t even do it in person? And all you got was a simple “Sorry, come collect your things on Monday”??? You were a hard worker, passionate about the job, more efficient than most of your coworkers and this is how they treated you???

A part of you could’ve guessed, many of the employees your age had gotten in because of nepotism. But you didn’t want to believe that they’d just brush off all your years of hard work just to avoid stepping on the toes of higher-ups who had relative connections hired at the company.

You squatted against the wall of the hallway, still too in shock to move.

So, you simply sat in silence, for what seemed like forever.

“You good?” you had never felt worse than the exact moment his voice reached your ears.

“Go away,” you said sternly, knowing you’d be crying soon.

“Geez, forgive me for asking,” Jeonghan responds before turning to walk away. He stops abruptly after you sniffle. “So, you’re not ok?”

“No offense, Jeonghan,” you say hating the way your voice is shaking, “but you are the last person I want to speak to right now.”

There’s a heavy silence for a long moment. You silently pray that he’ll just leave. “Do you want me to get your brother?” he asks lightly.

You shake your head, “No, I don’t want to ruin the mood. I’m going to go home, just tell him I had a stomach ache.” You push yourself up and begin to walk briskly towards the door.

To your surprise, Jeonghan reaches out to stop you. You stare at his hand wrapped around your arm and wonder if you’ve ever even allowed him to touch you before. “It’s already late, let me give you a ride.”

You pull his hand off of you, “No, thanks.” You grab your coat and start to dig around in your purse to make sure you have all of your belongings.

“[Y/N],” Jeonghan’s voice rings clear in your head despite your brain feeling fuzzy. You don’t want to look at him. Who is this person that’s showing concern and speaking kindly? You don’t like it. It feels fake. It feels like a predator playing with a wounded prey. You’re just waiting for him to laugh or make a remark or do anything to make you feel worse than you already do.

But Jeonghan simply grabs the keys laying on the front table, grabs your arm once more, and leads you out to the car.

*****

The ride is suffocatingly silent. You wished he’d at least turn on some music to cover up the sound of your crying, but you remained in the quiet. You rolled down your window and stuck your head out, letting the warm night air and sound of wind comfort you. Since you were turned away from him completely, you didn’t see Jeonghan glancing over at you throughout the drive.

You couldn’t have left that car faster when you finally pulled up to your apartment.

To your dismay, Jeonghan also gets out, apparently intent on walking you up.

“You don’t have to-” you start but abruptly stop when he gives you a look telling you an emotion you don’t quite understand.

Jeonghan finally speaks when you’re riding the elevator up to your floor, “I don’t really mean it, you know.”

“Mean what?” you say weakly, starting to feel the exhaustion from crying so much.

“When I talk to you like that… I mean when I’m… rude,” he trails off, running a hand through his hair. “Usually it’s just teasing, but obviously I went too far with you. And I didn’t realize it until you started showing how upsetting it was for you. I should’ve known before that, though.”

“You seemed ruder after I started talking back,” you say, confused.  

“I was just being petty and defensive. I kept telling myself things like: It’s her fault, isn’t it? She should have made it more clear from the beginning that it was upsetting her. How was I supposed to know? But that was just me being immature, I should’ve just talked to you.”

“Is that an… apology, Yoon Jeonghan?” you ask, letting yourself be a little smug.

For the first time, you get a genuine smile out of him, “Maybe.”

There’s more silence for a second.

“It’s a two-way road, though,” you say finally.

“What do you mean?” he asks.

“I mean, I could have also come and talked to you instead of letting things escalate,” you say. “I played some part in all of this… unpleasantness. You can’t entirely blame yourself.”

Jeonghan smiles again, reaching out to ruffle your hair the way Seungcheol always did. Then he takes a dramatic deep breath and rolls his shoulders, “There! That feels better, doesn’t it? We can finally be friends!”

You roll your eyes in a playful manner, but you feel it too, a weight has been lifted.

*****

Wonwoo showed up at your door in the middle of the night that night. You took one look at his frantic face and groaned, “I told Jeonghan I would tell you myself.”

“You should have told me immediately!” your brother pouts as he passes you to walk into your apartment.

“I didn’t want to worry you so late, especially when all of you were having a good time. I was going to tell you tomorrow,” you close the door behind him. You watch as he turns on the TV and starts picking through your pantry. “Hmmm, yes it seems quite clear that you came here out of concern for me,” you can’t help but use a sarcastic tone.

Wonwoo sends a glare your way as he grabs snacks and settles on the couch. You sit next to him, grabbing your fair share of the food. You try to keep your attention on the show, but the feeling of Wonwoo staring straight at you is distracting.

“I’m fine, you don’t have to worry,” you sigh.

“Really? Because Jeonghan described you as an emotional wreck,” your brother scoffs.

“I was just shocked and upset. I’ll be ok. I have a good resume, I can find a new job,” you insist.

“I keep telling you, you don’t have to work-”

“I don’t care how much you make,” you interrupt. “I’m not going to depend on you. It’ll just make trouble for both of us.”

“Will you at least let me help out if there’s any problems before you find a new job?” Wonwoo kicks at your leg.

“Like I would even tell you if I was having trouble,” you return his kick.

“You just can’t help but be difficult,” your brother complains quietly.

You let the sound of the show take over the room for a few minutes. “I do have good news,” you finally speak up, wanting to give your brother some peace of mind about something. “Me and Jeonghan made up. We figured it out.”

Wonwoo bolts upright with a grin on his face, “Really??? It’s really all good now?”

“100%,” you say, unable to stop yourself from pinching your brother’s cheeks, finding his excited expression cute.

“Let’s celebrate soon then! We can have a big gaming party with all of the boys!” You agree to your brother’s proposal. You feel content in this moment, knowing you’ll wake up in the morning in an uncomfortable position, immediately kick at his legs and tell him to get his stinky feet away from you.

*****

Your time at the dorm increases with the weight of you and Jeonghan’s rivalry being gone. You’re enjoying getting to know him as a friend instead of constantly walking on eggshells around him. Going to visit the boys is once again a happy and comfortable experience.

You hadn’t realized how much Jeonghan had affected you until you two had worked things out. The world felt light again and you could breathe, no longer in constant worry of possibly ruining things between your brother and his bandmates.

You hoped things would remain without complications for a long time.

*****

“Seungkwan, you should come with us!” you begged. “The carnival only comes once a year; you can’t miss it!”

“But it’s so crowded and there are screaming kids everywhere,” Seungkwan complains.

“Oh, whatever,” Soonyoung interjects. “You love it every time we go.”

Seungkwan gives Soonyoung a look that has you laughing through your mouthful of ramen. “Oh, shoot,” you say feeling liquid start to dribble down your chin. “Can I get a napkin?”

“Here’s one,” you hear Jeonghan’s voice as he enters the room. You reach out to grab the napkin as Seungkwan and Soonyoung continue bickering. But instead of handing it to you, Jeonghan extends his hand not holding the napkin towards you. His fingers come to lightly touch your chin and turn you towards him. Jeonghan wipes your face with the napkin himself, taking the time to make sure it’s really all clean. “All better,” he smiles at you, running his thumb across your chin to check its cleanliness one last time.

As Jeonghan walks away, you turn to see if Seungkwan or Soonyoung saw what had happened. They were still arguing, though. The boys showing you physical touch or affection wasn’t really all that uncommon. But for some reason, the way Jeonghan had grabbed your chin just now… Why was your heart beating so hard?

*****

You couldn’t stop yourself from dragging Wonwoo all over the carnival. It was nice to get out in this environment, the lights, the laughter, the food, the games, the rides. You wanted to do everything, but not before you looked at all there was and took in the spectacle.

You could hear all the boys laughing excitedly behind you, you knew they’d want to try everything as well. You shook your head at Seungkwan’s bright expression, you couldn’t wait to play the ‘I told you so’ card later.

The night was a blur. All of you ran from games to rides to snacks and then all over again.

You couldn’t help but stop completely in your tracks as you passed a booth with a giant stuffie of your favorite animal as a prize. Your fascination with the plushie doesn’t go unnoticed.

“You want me to win it for you?” Jeonghan’s voice is suddenly speaking right into your ear. You jump after realizing he was right behind you. You grip your cotton candy a bit tighter and shyly nod. The way Jeonghan grins at you fills you with warmth.

You watch him walk over to the booth. His light hair and pink shirt were illuminated by the soft glow of the surrounding lights. Jeonghan takes his wallet out and hands some bills to the vendor. You step up closer to stand next to him as he plays the game. He laughs as he chats back and forth with the vendor. You watch in awe as Jeonghan clears the game, no problem.

“Anything from the top shelf!” the vendor exclaims happily.

“That one please,” Jeonghan points right at the stuffie you had been staring at.

“It’ll be a wonderful memory for your girlfriend,” the vendor smiles as he hands the prize directly to you.

“Oh, I’m-”

“Of course!” Jeonghan interrupts you almost instantly, wrapping an arm around your shoulders and starting to pull you away from the game. “We’ll cherish it for a long time! Thanks for the game!” The vendor waves kindly as you two walk away. After a moment, Jeonghan pulls his arm off of you, “Sorry, sometimes it’s just easier to agree than explain, you know?” You nod in agreement. “Wait a second,” he stops you by putting his hands on your shoulders and standing in front of you. Before you can ask what’s wrong, his hand comes up towards your face as it had earlier that day. He quickly swipes his thumb across your lips before pulling to back to show you remnants of your cotton candy. “Do you always eat this messily?” he grins and then, to your surprise, puts his thumb in his mouth to clean it off.

You stand there, frozen, unable to really comprehend what just happened as Jeonghan walks away towards the other boys.

“For the second time today?” Soonyoung is suddenly standing next to you.

“So you did see what happened earlier!” you exclaimed, hitting his arm lightly. “It was weird, right?!”

“Can’t tell yet,” Soonyoung replies cocking his head to the side and putting his hands in his pocket. “Sometimes Jeonghan is just sort of naturally flirtatious. But I’m not sure about you. I figured since you two didn’t get along at first, it’d take him awhile to warm up to you at that level. He seemed to get comfortable with you quite quickly.” Soonyoung turns and shrugs at you after his words.

“You’re no help at all,” you say emotionlessly. There’s a pause before both you and Soonyoung slowly look at each other and laugh at your quip.

You decide to brush off your new concerns about Jeonghan and enjoy this night with the boys. The vendor was right, it was a good memory, and you’re sure it’d last you for your whole lifetime.

*****

You hate yourself a bit for it, but you once again seem to be avoiding Jeonghan. He had made you so nervous that day, and the way your heart pounded… You didn’t want to get sucked into having a silly crush on him if he wasn’t actually trying to flirt with you.

No, from now on, interactions with Jeonghan would be friendly but short and appropriate.

You were stupid to think he wouldn’t notice.

It wasn’t long before there came a night when Jeonghan insisted that he be the one to give you a ride home. You couldn’t help the way your nerves spiked at his determination to be the one to take you. You knew he most likely wanted to talk to you about your sudden distance from him.

The ride itself was nice, Jeonghan rolled the windows down for you, remembering that you enjoyed the warm night air of summer. You talked comfortably with one another. Jeonghan was always able to make you smile so easily.

You couldn’t stop yourself from staring at him. He was just wearing a t-shirt and sweats but… His blonde hair being illuminated in the moonlight as he ran his hands through it and his bright smile as he laughed...

He really was beautiful.

Once again, Jeonghan came with you to walk you to your door. And once again, he finally spoke up in the elevator, “You’ve been avoiding me, sweetheart.” Your heart drops to your stomach at the nickname. “Is everything ok? Did I do something to make you mad again?”

You quickly shake your head and pull your hands up to shake them as well, “No! Not at all!”

“You sure?” he insists.

“Yoon Jeonghan, you really don’t think I’d tell you if you did?” you say.

He giggles, “Yeah, that’s true. You’d let me know the moment I messed up, wouldn’t you?” The elevator dings and opens up to your floor. You and Jeonghan step out together. “Is everything else ok, then? You don’t start avoiding people for no reason.”

You nod as casually as possible, “Everything is great.” Your tone isn’t convincing and Jeonghan nudges you. “I guess, I just got… nervous? I mean one moment we were like enemies and then the next we were suddenly really… close, and-”

“I made you uncomfortable?” Jeonghan’s voice is slightly panicked.

“No, you did nothing wrong! It’s all on me, I just got caught up in my emotions and-” you stop abruptly when you realize what you were about to do.

Jeonghan nods quietly as if to say he understands, but what it is he understands, you’re not sure. “Is it ok for us to remain close, or do you want me to back off?”

“I don’t want any more distance between us, but…” you trail off.

“But, what?” he prompts you again.

“I don’t want to get the wrong idea about anything…” you say, finally reaching your door.

Jeonghan watches as you slowly unlock your door and push it open, “You haven’t gotten the wrong idea about anything.” He avoids eye contact when you look up at him.

You’re shocked by his forwardness. But once he voices his thoughts out loud, you once again feel the feeling of a weight being lifted.

Jeonghan gestures for you to step inside, catching your arm once you fully pass him. He pulls you back to him, close enough for him to lean in and leave a quick kiss on your cheek, “Night, babe, I’ll see you later.”

You stand there, completely still, staring at your door that had shut closed in front of you. You can feel heat rise from the tip of your toes all the way up to your ears. You finally let yourself fall into a squatting position, covering your face with your hands, and letting out a squeal.

*****

Jeonghan invites you to meet up outside of the dorm. It’s a cute little coffee shop at a quiet part of the city. You’re already sitting when he walks in. Maybe one day, you won’t be completely caught off guard by his beauty… but today is not that day.

His whole person is bathed in the glow of the early morning light as he approaches you, the softest, most genuine smile gracing his face.

“No, don’t get up,” he says when you try to leave your chair, “I need to go off and order anyways.” Jeonghan leans down to kiss your forehead firmly. “I just wanted to come say hi first,” he whispers, holding your face close to his.

Your first date sets a wonderful precedent to the rest of your relationship. Jeonghan gets your heart racing with flirty comments and sweet touches. But he also makes you feel calm and content, easily keeping a smile on your face. You just feel… good throughout it all.

You insist on walking him back to the dorm, since they had schedules that day.

“So, we’ll be doing this again?” Jeonghan asks hopefully, as you reach the front door.

“Definitely,” you nod enthusiastically up at him, wondering how you had ever managed to despise the man that made you feel so whole and happy.

Jeonghan looks utterly happy and a tiny bit nervous as he stares down at you. His hand reaches up to brush back your hair before settling firmly against your face. Jeonghan looks at you so fondly as he leans in. His lips connect to yours… so softly… so sweetly. You can feel his nose nudge against your face to push it into a preferred position. He pulls back slightly after every little kiss to let out laughter so sweet, it sounds like it should be coming from the mouth of an angel. But he’s never far away for long, reconnecting to you quickly every time. You let him take the lead, allowing his lips to take care of yours, giving them the sweetest kind of attention. He pulls back for a moment longer to nuzzle his nose against yours, an action that has you gripping his shirt to keep him close. His hands keep themselves entertained by running across your face or through your hair.

He’s going back in to kiss you once again when he front door of the dorm opens, leaving you caught in the act. Wonwoo stares at you two for a long moment before making a single comment that causes you and Jeonghan to laugh.

“You know, when I said I wanted you two to have a better relationship, this isn’t exactly what I meant.”

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[tendouluvr]

not telling them you’re pregnant - f!reader

- fluff, sliiiight angst maybe

- characters: suna, sakusa, semi

- warnings: pregnancy (i don’t go into detail of giving birth or anything), cravings, morning sickness aka throwing up, two mention of the act of sex in semi’s, some cursing

- wc: 1.4k, 888, 946

a/n: it’s f!reader cuz pregnancy but there’s no specific pronouns/gendered terms used

also idk how suna got so long, he was the last one i wrote for bc i couldnt think of anything lmao

[2. iwaizumi, atsumu, kageyama]

SUNA

#! suna has been practicing late into the night the past few weeks

#! there’s a big game coming up and the entire team is feeling the pressure and adrenaline from the crunch time

#! you haven’t been feeling too good lately, a lot heavier and more tired than usual

#! thinking it was just stress from work and the missing presence of your boyfriend, you pushed through it and thought it would go away in the next few days

#! unfortunately, luck wasn’t on your side and you started to get sudden needs to throw up

#! it didn’t take you long to realize why your physical and mental drive have been down lately

#! you’re pregnant

#! or you believe you are

#! you bought a few tests, some of different brands so you can have a variety, and headed home to confirm your suspicion

#! a few minutes later, staring back at you was multiple positive symbols and the bolded ‘PREGNANT’s

#! taking a few deep breaths, you decided to tell suna tonight once he comes home

#! you thought it was better to let him know as soon as possible

#! it wouldn’t hurt anyone plus the faster you rip the bandaid off, the easier it’ll be to deal with it

#! so you waited

#! and waited

#! until 11pm that night, when suna finally came through the front door

#! “tarō! how was practice? can we talk?” you hurriedly greeted him

#! he was taken aback, not expecting you to be right beside him and in his ear as soon as he came in

#! of course you weren’t, you made sure to put some space in between you and him

#! but suna was stressed and tired, so everything is intensified to him at the moment

#! “can you back up?” he mumbled, pushing his way from in front of you to walk to the kitchen

#! “oh, sorry. can we talk?” you sheepishly smiled, hoping he would say yes

#! you’re not blind, you can tell that suna was tired but you really didn’t wanna put this off

#! you were just gonna tell him, he gets surprised, you both talk it out, and then go to bed and continue figuring things out tomorrow morning

#! but before any of that can happen, suna bluntly told you, “no. i’m tired. i’m sure whatever it is isn’t a big deal. can it be tomorrow? i wanna sleep.”

#! you didn’t get to answer before he was already walking away to the bedroom

#! understanding where he was coming from, you mentally agreed to talk to him tomorrow. one day wouldn’t change anything and you’ve seen plenty of people not tell their partners until a few weeks in

#! he was right, it wasn’t a big deal (yet)

#! so you waited until tomorrow

#! and waited

#! and once again, he came home late

#! “hey! can we quickly talk, babe?”

#! “i’m tired. tomorrow, okay?”

#! “oh, okay. night, rin!”

#! “g’night.”

#! night came and there was still no talk

#! this continued on for about 2 weeks, you finally choosing to not care anymore and just let him find out whenever he finds out

#! technically, you could’ve just blurted out a simple, “i’m pregnant.” any point during your nightly five seconds conversations

#! but seeing that he really was tired, springing it onto him would either put him in a full body shock for three days or he just doesn’t fully process your words until three days after

#! a month has passed, your stomach was still barely showing like most women at their one month mark

#! you decided to book an appointment for a checkup, it’ll be while suna’s at practice

#! and that doctor appointment was the exact reason suna found out

#! he was at practice when komori entered the gym

#! he had a doctor’s appointment for his annual checkup, and that’s where he saw you

#! you didn’t see komori, busy reading the directory to find your way to the right office

#! but he saw you on the way out. seeing that you looked a bit busy, he chose not to greet you and just quickly walk to his car lmao why is this funny to me

#! entering the gym, he greeted everyone and apologized for his tardiness even though it was excused

#! walking up to suna, he tapped him on the shoulder and quietly told him, “i saw yn at the hospital earlier. it’s been awhile since we all got together huh, they looked a bit different.”

#! ok so komori, being the smart person he is, deducted that you were pregnant when he saw your finger pointing at the ob/gyn office

#! and he genuinely thought suna knew so his comment was suppose to be a small joke that was meant to tease suna and his sex life

#! suna, however, was confused

#! look different? did you get surgery?

#! “what do you mean?”

#! komori rolled his eyes and gave a sweet smile at suna, “congrats you two! when were you gonna tell the rest of us?”

#! suna: 👨‍🦲 huh

#! “are you guys not pregnant?” he blinked at suna’s frozen reaction

#! suna became unresponsive so komori just walked away mumbling to himself about being sure he read the sign right

#! a loud whistle blew and it shook suna out of his daze, everyone got ready to play a practice game of 3 vs 3 while suna ran over to the coach

#! “hey coach, um i think there’s an emergency at home. can i go? ok thanks.”

#! his coach just stares after him as he sprints off, you think? is there an emergency or not?

#! suna quickly drove home, he may or may not have speed a little, and entered the apartment

#! “yn? baby?” he called out only to be greeted back with silence

#! probably still at the hospital....what were you doing there? he thought to himself while rummaging around the house to find anything that could give him somewhat of an idea

#! he was digging around in the bedroom when you came home, his head so frenzied he didn’t hear the front door open

#! but you heard the ruckus from the bedroom and immediately went into fight or flight

#! panicking, you took out your phone to call suna while quietly opening the front door to make your way back out before the intruder catches you

#! the phone rang and rang until it was picked up. “suna?” you whisper-yelled into the speaker. you had a habit of calling him by his last name when you were freaking out. he noticed and was equally alarmed

#! “what’s wrong?” he whispered back just as panicked

#! “there’s someone in our apartment. can you come home?”

#! “huh? oh, are you home?” he cackles into the phone speaker making you move the phone away from your ear, “it’s me, sweets, c’mere.”

#! you warily walked on your tiptoes over to your bedroom, peeking your head in and what a surprise, it is suna

#! “jackass! why are you home?!”

#! “why didn’t you tell me?” he cut straight to the point

#! “huh?”

#! “you’re pregnant. when were you gonna tell me?” his voice sounding stern, but the quiet smile dancing on his face tells a different story

#! “i tried.”

#! “huh? what do you mean?”

#! “all those times i asked if we could talk. i was trying to tell you.”

#! his heart dropped, eyebrows furrowing, while he stared you down

#! suna became unresponsive once again, standing there trying to think back to the first time you asked him

#! two weeks ago

#! “i’m sorry,” he quietly whispers

#! “hm? i..it’s fine....i was a bit sad, but i’m over it. at least you know now,” you casually shrugged it off like it wasn’t a big deal

#! “no. i shouldn’t have pushed you aside like that. even if you weren’t pregnant, even if you had just wanted to tell me about some stupid video you saw that day, i shouldn’t have told you off. i’m sorry, i love you a lot and you deserve so much better.”

#! “tarō, shut up. i accept your apology and i forgive you, now make it up to me by giving me a back massage while i show you the ultrasound pictures!”

#! he kisses you before lifting you up bridal style making his way to the bed

SAKUSA

#! contrary to popular beliefs, sakusa is not an obsessive germaphobe who finds everything disgusting but you

#! he wouldn’t be playing volleyball if he was that afraid of germs,,,,,

#! yes, he cringes if random little kids grab onto him after games because 1) he’s drenched in sweat and that feeling is not fun

#! 2) he doesn’t even know themmm

#! and 3) he wanna go home

#! but sakusa loves you and if you happened to get pregnant, he would love your kid(s) just the same

#! however, he never told you this. he never really had a reason to voice this out loud

#! so when you actually did get pregnant, you were confused

#! the only interactions between sakusa and kids you’ve seen multiple times were the moments between him and his fans

#! you guys have been to family parties and his nieces, nephews, and cousins looooves him

#! maybe it’s the fact that he’s a tall looming giant and they just want to climb

#! but besides those moments, you don’t recall him ever telling you upfront that he wants children of his own

#! and the constant stress and pressure he always seem to be working around also doesn’t help reassure you in any way

#! being an athlete for a living means always watching your body, health, and looks for the cameras (but omi could care less about the last thing)

#! he also has to make sure whether or not he’s working well with his teammates, practice and improve on anything he’s having problems with, and deal with atsumu’s dramatic ass

#! you’re an overthinker and because of that, all of these reasons were just reasons for you to postpone the pregnancy news to your long term boyfriend

#! it wasn’t too hard anyway, considering practice runs late sometimes and he’s busy majority of the time doing other stuff

#! when you guys do have alone time together, you both are so focused on one another that you actually forget that you’re pregnant and you never told him

#! you’re about to hit the three months mark now — time goes by fast — and sakusa has noticed you and your body changing

#! at first he just thought you were going through a phase of cravings and a bit of bloating, so he didn’t mention it and just let you be

#! he never got to witness you getting morning sickness because he goes on early runs or he was just out doing morning errands so he wouldn’t have to deal with it later that day

#! so when he caught you in the kitchen cutting up a lemon, the last thing he was expecting you to do was bring the lemon directly up to your mouth

#! “uh, what are you doing?” his deep voice caught you off guard, effectively stopping the hand that was holding the lemon

#! you just stare at him, not wide-eyed, not surprised, just stare

#! “eating a lemon.”

#! “i can see that.... why exactly?”

#! “dunno, the baby i guess.” you casually shrugged it off before popping the lemon slice into your mouth

#! “ah-,” he opened his mouth to stop you from eating the lemon, your words not fully processing in his mind, but cut off midway and froze when he finally realized

#! hearing him pause like that made you suddenly remembered that you never told him you were pregnant

#! you slowly turned back to look at him, mouth still slowly chewing the lemon slices

#! a moment of silence later, he unfreezes and just starts stiffly walking towards you

#! he grabbed you by the shoulders, made you look him in the eyes, before whispering, “you’re pregnant?!”

#! “y-yes..”

#! his eyes were wide, black pupils expanding as he stared you down, his lips slowly curving into a small smile

#! “you’re pregnant....,” he whispers, mainly to himself, hugging your head into his chest

#! “mhm, get off me i’m trying to eat,” you gently pushed him off but he wouldn’t budge

#! “omiiii please, if you get off i’ll give you a slice,” you tried bribing him. he couldn’t tell if you were being serious or just teasing

#! “no.”

#! “um ok, two slices?”

#! “no.”

#! “omi!”

#! he giggles before opening his arms to let you go

#! “why didn’t you tell me?”

#! you didn’t reply right away, making him start to overthink

#! did you not want the baby? or did you not want a kid with him? did you not want to be with him anymore? or was it not his?!

#! he childishly shakes his head side to side at the last question. he knew you wouldn’t do that

#! but you were still silent, making him nervously glance at you from the side

#! “sorry, piece of lemon stuck in my teeth. i just forgot to tell you,” the words easily flowing out of your mouth nonchalantly

#! sakusa’s fingers were literally about to start twitching from anxiousness beside you

#! a sigh of relief was heard from him and you turned to look at him

#! “you okay?”

#! he doesn’t answer, just gives you a smile and goes back to hugging you from behind

SEMI

#! you were currently sitting on the couch in your shared apartment waiting for semi to come home

#! he’s been on tour for a few months now, you both kept in touch by facetiming, texting, calling, and any other methods of virtual communication

#! you would tune into the live recording of all of his performances when you had time so you could watch him

#! a few weeks into tour, you suddenly felt different than usual but shook it off as nothing and probably just you missing your boyfriend

#! you believed that until one morning you were woken up by the sudden urge to throw up, dashing to the restroom as fast as your drowsy body can go

#! it was then that you realized you might be pregnant

#! the night before semi left, you both had sex to enjoy your last few hours together before he had to leave for a few months

#! with the new realization, you quickly dressed yourself to make a short trip to the store to pick up some tests

#! after half an hour of looking at yourself in the mirror, trying to wrap your head around this, you finally opened the first box

#! a few minutes later, all 5 tests were lined up on the bathroom counter showing positive

#! you stared at the tests, trying to make sure you weren’t reading it wrong

#! once you began to understand the responsibility of being pregnant a few hours later, you made a mental note to go out and buy some food for yourself the next day

#! you decided to sleep off the rest of that day

#! through all of the facetime calls with semi, you never once told him you were pregnant

#! you knew that if you told him he would freak out and either demand to go back home, or stay but all of his attention would be on you being pregnant alone at home for the rest of the tour

#! so here you are now, sitting with a 4 1/2 months baby bump waiting for your beloved to come home

#! it was around 6pm when the front door opened, sounds of shuffling bags and heavy steps could be heard from the musician

#! he cursed under his breath when he almost tripped over a duffle bag with some of his loungewear, calling out for you as he walks further into the apartment, “baby? i’m home!”

#! he was about to speak up again when he saw you asleep on the couch

#! bouncing his way over, he got onto his knees at the edge of the couch to observe your face. god i miss you, he thought to himself

#! he gently shakes you awake, you jolted in surprise not knowing you fell asleep in the first place

#! “hmm- what?,” soft murmurs falling from your lips as you adjusted your eyes at your surrounding

#! “eita!” he grinned at you, both of you pulling each other into a hug

#! “fuck, i miss you so much.” he whispered into your ears before placing his face into your neck

#! “i miss you more.” you tightened your grip around him making him move up on the couch to get more comfortable

#! you both moved around until he had you cradled in between him, your back against his chest

#! his hands going under your his shirt to caress you there when his movements stopped right on top of your stomach

#! it was silent as his warm hands rubbed your stomach in circles, the gears turning in his head

#! “are you- you feel- why’s your tum so round and hard?” he quizzically asked, still rubbing your stomach

#! “pregnant.” your voice a low whisper, he almost didn’t catch it

#! “what?”

#! “pregnant.” you repeated, a bit louder this time

#! “huh?”

#! “pregnant!” you sighed, moving his hand so you can get off of him

#! he grabs your wrist to stop you from walking away and turns you to look at him

#! “you’re pregnant?!”

#! “i just said that. yes.”

#! you knew you sounded blunt and a bit mean, it wasn’t his fault he doesn’t know at all, but your hormones have been making you crankier and it’s out of your control

#! “sorry. yes, i’m pregnant.”

#! his eyes continuously darts up and down from your eyes to your bump

#! “how long?”

#! “since you left.”

#! “was it the night before?” he was referring to your act of intimacy the night before he left

#! “yea.”

#! “wow. why didn’t you tell me?”

#! “because.”

#! “‘cuz what?”

#! “because i know you. you would either stop touring and come home, or stay but lose focus. i was just trying to not distract you because i know how important your career is to you. and because i thought that you’ll be having a six months break after this tour before your next comeback, i would tell you when you came home. i’m sorry if you’re ma-,”

#! “i’m not mad. oh don’t cry, babe, look at me.”he carefully cups your face, “it’s okay, it’s okay. i get why you kept it from me. and now that i have no schedule for the next six months, i can be there for you until the end of your pregnancy and the beginning of our baby’s life alright?”

#! you weakly nodded against his palms, and he brings you back down to lay your head on his chest as you both softly talk about the past months without each other

#triple s hell yeah! #maybe part 2 w iwa #written with love - ar #haikyuu x reader #haikyuu #hq x reader #suna rintarou #suna x reader #suna scenarios #suna imagines #suna angst #suna fluff #sakusa x reader #sakusa kiyoomi #sakusa scenarios #sakusa imagines #sakusa angst #sakusa fluff #semi x reader #semi eita #semi scenarios #semi imagine #semi angst #semi fluff #haikyuu fluff #haikyuu angst #haikyuu scenarios #haikyuu imagines #haikyuu!!

[natsfirecat]

Dance AU with Natasha Romanoff x Reader. Fluffy confession please! Thanks!

Go With Me?

summary: one high school dance can change your life forever

pairings: Natasha Romanoff x fem reader

word count: 5.2k

warnings: swearing, lmk if i need to add any more

A/N anon i’m so so sorry this took so long. i couldn’t think of any ideas for awhile, then my shadowban happened. but better late than never ig? also i turned this into a high school AU cuz it was the only idea i could think of with the dance part. hope you don’t mind and i hope you enjoy! :D

“Agh, shit, fuck, ow, no,” you barely made your way through the crowd of people before finding your friends. 

Why you agreed to do this in the first place, you had no idea. 

All you knew now, was that you were stuck and couldn’t leave.

“Finally,” Wanda said, grabbing your wrist and pulling you close.

“Only 10 minutes late, I think that’s a record,” Carol teased, earning an eye roll from you.

You sighed, then stepped up on the stand with them. 

You never really cared for high school football. But your friends practically begged you to go, claiming that you should at least go to one game this year. 

You were very much regretting your decision now, still trying to get away from all the bodies pressed together in such a small space.

“We’re already winning,” Peter said with a grin.

You smiled back at him, not that you actually cared how your school’s football team was doing. You just hoped it would end quickly.

When your school scored again, the crowd erupted in cheers, resulting in you cringing from all the noise.

“I’m gonna get something from the concessions,” you told your friends, just wanting to get away for a few moments.

You stood back up, then walked to the edge of the bleachers before hopping down. 

You kept walking until you stood in a short line of people, silently hoping the wait would be awhile. 

It wasn’t that you hated your school or anything like that, it was just that games like this weren’t your thing. You loved your friends and hanging out with them, but you’d rather do something with them in a smaller, enclosed space. It was just overwhelming being around this many people.

“You don’t look happy,” a voice interrupted your thoughts from behind you.

You shrugged, turning around to face her.

“It’s interesting, you’re supposed to be happy ‘cause our school is winning.”

“Why should a simple game determine my emotions?”

“I’m not sure, to be honest. It’s just what I’ve seen most people do,”

“Is it what you do?”

“No,” she admitted, laughing. “I don’t even come here for the game,”

“What do you come for then?”

“People watching,”

There was something intriguing about this girl. Her red hair fell perfectly down her shoulders as her green eyes stared into yours. 

“Natasha, by the way,” she told you.

“Y/N,”

“Well, Y/N, it looks like you’re up,” she said as she gestured to the concession stand worker waiting for your order.

You nodded, turning back around. You pulled out some cash, then just ordered a soda.

When the can was handed to you, Natasha got out of line and followed you back to the bleachers.

“Why didn’t you get anything?” You asked her.

“Not really in the mood, like I said; I don’t come here for football, so I guess I don’t come here for food either,”

You didn’t say anything, but grinned as she continued walking back with you. Your friends didn’t even notice that you brought someone back with you, they were all leaning over the fence shouting as the game commenced. 

“I like your vest,” you said to Natasha after a few moments of silence. 

“My sister gave it to me,” she replied. 

“So besides people watching, what else do you like to do?”

“I’m a dancer,”

“Do you dance for the school?”

“God no, my sister and I both do ballet with a group outside of school,”

You took a sip of your drink before replying. You couldn’t help but notice the way her green eyes never left you.

Before you could say anything, she continued on.

“My childhood wasn’t great, but ballet was one of the only things that kept us sane. Even though it could be hell at times on its own, I still loved it. I would pretend that I was on the biggest stage in the world. Besides my sister, it was the only thing I could smile about, ”

You began to frown as she told you her story.

“Sorry, I’m not quite sure why I’m telling you all of this,”

“It’s okay, I don’t mind,”

“Are you sure?”

“Yeah,” you said, then thought for a minute. 

Before either of you said anything else, you made a decision and leaned in to wrap your arms around her in a hug. 

It confused the both of you, she would normally back away and probably punch someone who did that, and you weren’t that much of a hugger in the first place, much less for someone you’ve known for less than 20 minutes.

Despite your shock, you stayed there, holding her close. She wasn’t sure why, but she wrapped her arms around you too, savoring the moment.

When the crowd around you erupted again at the score, you held her tighter, focusing on her breathing while trying to drown out the other noise. 

You were smiling widely when you finally pulled apart,

“Can we take a picture?” You blurted out. “It’s just, I never thought I’d have fun going to a football game. You proved me wrong, and I’d like evidence to remember,”

She laughed, then nodded. 

You eagerly pulled your phone out, leaning back into her again. 

Her smile almost made your jaw drop, but you kept composed and kept your own smile while you took the picture. 

“Thanks,” you told her. 

“You’re in 8th period history, right?” 

“Yeah,”

She let out a satisfied breath, then turned her attention back to the field as the final few seconds were on the clock.

“Well, I’ll see you in 8th period then, Y/N,” she told you.

“You’re not gonna watch the end?”

“It’s 56-0, I really don’t think it’s necessary,”

“Fair,”

You both chuckled for a moment before smiling at each other

“Bye, Natasha. See you!”

-

As you sat in the passenger seat of Carol’s car, you drowned out the voices of your friends and began to get lost in your own thoughts.

You rarely hugged anyone. You only hugged your friends on special occasions. You still weren’t sure why you hugged Natasha like that.

All you knew was that you wanted to hug her again.

You wanted to wrap your arms around her and feel her warmth as you buried your face in her neck. You wanted to feel her heartbeat against your chest as she pulled you close. You never wanted to let go.

“Y/N,” Peter said, breaking you out of your thoughts. “Who was that girl you were with?”

“Natasha,” you told him, trying to hide your smile. 

“She seemed nice,” Wanda pointed out. You shrugged in response, trying so desperately to hide your blushing. 

“I’m sure we’ll be seeing more of her, won’t we, Y/N?” Carol said as she faced you, giving you a knowing look. 

At this point, you knew your cheeks were bright red. 

“Hopefully.”

-

Your hopes and Carol’s prediction came true, to no surprise at all.

As you began to walk to the cafeteria, you were stopped by a redhead suddenly stepping in front of you in the hallway.

“Hi.”

“Hey,”

You shifted your gaze to the wall behind her, hoping to prevent the blood from rushing to your cheeks.

“I usually eat lunch in here. It’s a lot quieter than the cafeteria. Wanna join me?”

“Yeah, I’d love that,”

She grinned, then motioned for you to follow her back into the room she just came from. 

Already in the room were two of the school guidance counselors; Fury and Hill.

“Hi,” you said to them awkwardly while Natasha pulled your seat out for you.

Both of them waved to you before turning back to each other.

“They’re old family friends,” Natasha explained to you. “They’ve helped my sister and me a lot,”

You nodded in response as she sat down across from you. Before saying anything else, she pulled out a bag containing a peanut butter sandwich. 

“What do you normally do in here?” You asked her.

“There’s a lot of board games,” she said, gesturing to the cabinet. “Before my friend Clint graduated, we would always play and keep track of who had the most wins. Obviously I did,”

You laughed, looking at the games.

“I love that. So what do you do now that he’s graduated?”

She opened her mouth to reply, but Hill answered for her.

“She challenges us to games now,”

“Does she win?” You asked with a smirk. 

Natasha almost looked offended as she began to eat her lunch. 

“What do you wanna play?” She asked as you had started to eat yours. 

You took a moment, looking at everything on the shelf.

“Chess?” You suggested. “I’m not very good, but I’ve been wanting to learn more about it,”

She smiled, then grabbed the chessboard and began setting it up.

You couldn’t help but notice how Fury and Hill whispered to each other every few minutes, glancing at you.

Once Natasha finished setting up the board, she placed it between the two of you.

She let you be have the white pieces, so you went first. Moving one of your pawns two spaces.

She mimicked your move with one of her own pawns. 

You moved your knight, she moved her bishop.

You moved another pawn, she moved her knight.

After a few more moves, you took her rook.

“Yes!” You said, pulling your fists towards your body in celebration.

She gave an apologetic smile before using her knight to trap your queen in the spot of protecting your king.

Fury laughed as Hill handed him a five dollar bill. Despite the fact that she had made a really good move, Natasha glared at them. 

You made a pouty face as you moved another piece towards your king, unable to move your queen out of the way. 

The look you were giving her just made it even harder, but she took your queen anyway.

Soon enough, she had you in checkmate.

“Well, I did warn you that I’m not very good,” you told her, shrugging.

She tossed a grape into her mouth, shifting her position so she was sitting on her knees.

“Want one?” She asked, changing the subject.

When you nodded, she tossed one towards you, expecting you to catch it in your mouth the way she did.

Instead, it landed on your cheek, then bounced onto the floor.

She laughed, then tossed you another one. This time, it didn’t even hit your face at all before landing on the floor.

“Natasha, don’t waste any more grapes,” you said, laughing.

“Fine then,”

She pulled out another grape, but instead of tossing it, she leaned forward and held it out for you to take it right from her hand.

Just as you swallowed it, the bell rang.

“You girls will not be late on my watch. Get to class,” Fury said, earning a frown from both of you.

The two of you exited the room together, waving goodbye to the guidance counselors.

“So, I’ll see you in 8th period?” You asked.

“It’s tempting, now that I have a reason to look forward to that class. But considering that there’s a test today, I think I’m better off skipping that class,”

“Oh,” you’d be lying if you said you weren’t disappointed. “Don’t let Fury or Hill catch you,”

“Don’t worry about me,”

You grinned, then waved goodbye as the three-minute bell rang.

As the rest of the day went on, you had one thing on your mind; Natasha Romanoff.

-

When you got home, you still had butterflies thinking about her. In fact, you probably bombed your test because you couldn’t get Natasha out of your thoughts.

Even when Peter facetimed you, nothing he said was registering. You simply stared off at the wall, tuning his voice out. 

“Y/N,” his voice finally registered.

“Yeah?”

“You didn’t answer my question, where were you at lunch today?”

“I was with Natasha,”

You angled the phone away from your face, knowing that there was no way you’d be able to hide your blushing.

“Wait really? Ooh, so when do we get to meet your girlfriend?”

“Shut up, she’s not my girlfriend. It’s been one day.”

-

Well, one day turned into two. Which turned into three, and of course that turned into four.

Now, you had been eating with Natasha every day for the past week. 

“Think carefully, Y/N,” she told you as you stared at the chessboard. 

You had been playing for around 10 minutes, and she had only taken two of your pawns, and one of your knights.

You grabbed your rook, and began to move it a few rows forwards.

“I wouldn’t do that if I were you,”

“How do I know you’re not trying to trick me?”

“I guess you don’t. But you did say that you wanted to learn chess, right? You could think of this as me giving you a lesson,”

You sighed, then nodded at her. She gave you a satisfied smile, then placed her hand over yours and moved your hand until it had moved the rook to the right spot. 

“Now,” she said, smiling even wider. “You’ve trapped my knight. Your bishop is in the perfect place to attack it, but I only have one open spot. Now, your rook is covering that spot,”

You turned your head to the side, then looked at what she was showing you. 

“Okay,” you said, returning her smile.

“Would you look at that,” Fury’s voice interrupted you. “She’s learning.”

-

Another week had passed, and just as before, you spent every day with Natasha during lunch. 

Your friends knew, and they would sometimes look in at you guys, sending knowing smiles. You would shoo them away before they teased you. You knew they had good intentions though.

“Hey!” Natasha said, walking up to you in the hall.

“Nat!” You waved, meeting her halfway. 

“You’re on your way to English, right?”

“Yep! But I wanted to ask you something?”

“Oh?”

“Well, I really like eating lunch and playing chess with you. But I thought maybe it’d be a fun idea if we went to the cafeteria and ate together today. Plus, I’d like to introduce you to my friends!”

She thought about it for a minute. Once she saw the way you were looking at her, she couldn’t say no.

“Okay,”

“Really? Yay! See you there!”

She noticed her heart flutter as you made your way to your next class. She wanted to deny it, but all she could think about was the way you smiled at her. Rather, the way you’ve been smiling at her. 

She would never get tired of it.

-

“Nice to finally meet you,” Carol said to her, giving you a smirk. 

“Nice to meet you too,” Natasha replied, waving at all three of them.

“Y/N’s told us about all your chess games at lunch!” Wanda told her, resulting in a blush from both you and Natasha.

“Hi,” was all Peter said as he sat down. 

Natasha sat next to you at the table as you talked and ate with your friends.

She didn’t really care about what they were saying, so she tuned them out. She took a few bites of her food, but her eyes never left you.

You glanced over at her every few minutes, making eye contact and exchanging a smile before turning back to your friends. 

“So what are you doing next weekend, Natasha?” Carol asked, snapping the redhead out of her thoughts.

“What?”

“Next weekend, what are you doing?”

“Oh. I hadn’t really thought about it if I’m being honest,”

Carol smirked at you, then at Natasha. 

Next weekend was homecoming. You and your friends had agreed to go together if you couldn’t find dates. Carol of course, was in denial about pining over Maria Rambeau. You would most definitely be pressuring her into asking her later. Peter wasn’t interested in anyone at the moment, and Wanda was still in the process of getting over her breakup with Vision. 

You had been fine with going with them, but you saw the way Carol kept looking between you and Natasha so you knew what she was thinking.

Before you could say anything, you were saved by the 10 minute bell. Even though you still had quite some time before class, you usually liked to get there early to avoid hallway traffic. 

“I’ll walk you to class,” Natasha offered as you began to get up. 

Feeling the butterflies appear in your stomach again, you waved goodbye to your friends and made your way into the hallway with Natasha at your side. 

You noticed the way her pinky brushed against yours as you walked side by side. 

“You okay?” She asked, noticing how red your face was.

You simply nodded, hoping you wouldn’t sweat from how nervous she was making you. 

Natasha stopped for a moment, held her hand against your cheek (which made your heart race) then smiled.

You stood there like that for a few moments until someone bumped into you, pushing you out of Natasha’s reach. 

You ended up against the lockers as the crowd of people began to overflow the hallway. Luckily, you happened to be right outside of your next class. 

Natasha pushed her way against the incoming flow of people until she was next to you again. You weren’t even sure why she did that, considering you were going to history class, which you had together. 

Once she was against the lockers too, she grabbed your wrist, and pulled you back into the hallway until you made it through the classroom doors.

You were breathing heavily at this point, but grateful to not be swamped by other people. 

Natasha finally let go of your wrist, then sat down at the seat she had been sitting at for the past few weeks. There were technically no assigned seats in the class, so she had moved from where she usually sat so she could sit by you.

She got her homework out, which reminded you of the fact that it was due today.

“Shit,” you muttered, pulling out the sheet that only had two sentences written. 

Natasha saw your panicked look, then pulled her phone out. 

“Okay,” she said, nodding as she pretended to be on a call. She met your teacher’s eyes as she continued the fake call.

“I’m so, so sorry, Miss,” she said in an exasperated voice. “I need to get home immediately, it’s my mother. I can’t be picked up, and Y/N is the one who drove me here. I’ll call Ms. Hill later and have her excuse our absences, but we need to go,”

Your teacher sighed, but nodded her head at the redhead.

Natasha continued her worried expression towards the rest of the class, but winked at you as soon as she got out the door, you following close behind.

“Nat!” You scolded as she began walking to the parking lot. “What was that for?”

“Helping you avoid a zero on a major essay. You’re welcome, by the way,”

“Yeah, but we’re not actually gonna have an excused absence!”

“Sure we will. I’ll convince Fury,”

“And if you can’t?”

“Relax a bit, we’ll be fine,”

You sighed before realizing you were standing next to an unfamiliar bike.

“We might as well leave early since we can. Hop on,”

She pulled her keys out, then grabbed her helmet from her bag.

Taking a step closer to you, she carefully placed it on your head before smiling. 

“What about you?” You asked as she sat in the driver’s seat, motioning for you to follow behind. 

She shrugged,

“I’ll be fine,”

That didn’t stop you from letting out a disappointed sigh before you sat behind her.

“Hold on tight,” she said as she looked forward, which you rolled your eyes in response.

As if you needed to be told that.

You let out a squeal when she turned the engine on, squeezing your arms even tighter around her. 

She chuckled, then looked back to make sure you were okay before exiting the parking lot.

You kept your eyes closed for at least the first three minutes of driving. You only opened them when you were stopped at a red light.

“Where are we going?”

“You’ll see,”

You huffed out another sigh as she began driving forward sometimes.

Of course this had to be the person you were hopelessly crushing on.

-

Natasha took you down a few roads until you reached the local part of town. 

She parked the motorcycle, then began to lead you through the streets. You were still feeling nervous about missing class, but the majority of your nerves were coming from the way Natasha’s hand kept brushing up against yours.

She stopped once you were in front of an ice cream shop.

“We ditched class for ice cream?”

“No, we ditched class so you wouldn’t fail. Ice cream is just a nice bonus,”

You laughed, causing her to smile widely. She couldn’t deny her own butterflies at this point. She loved hearing you laugh, and it made her even happier knowing she was the reason for it. 

She led you up to the counter, pulling her wallet out of her jacket as you looked through the options. 

Your heart melted at how she insisted on paying, she went as far as glaring at you when you even started to touch your own money. 

You got a single scoop of cookies and cream, while she got cherry vanilla. You exchanged another smile as you walked out of the shop, taking a few licks of your ice cream.

Instead of walking through the busy streets again, she led you behind the building away from everything.

At this point, you decided it was best not to question her. Which seemed to satisfy her as she led you to who knows where.

As it turns out, she was taking you to a secluded area with a few trees.

So naturally, she handed you her ice cream cone as she began to climb up the tree, stopping at a low branch. She took her cone back, along with yours, holding them both with one hand so she could use her other hand to reach out to you.

Once you sat next to her, you took your ice cream back, taking a few more licks while you sat there in silence.

You tried to calm yourself as you began to realize just how close she was to you. She seemed to notice this too, as she snaked her hand across her lap onto yours, placing it over your own hand.

That seemed to give you enough confidence to scoot closer to her, leaning your head onto her shoulder.

“Homecoming is stupid,” Natasha said, earning a nod from you. “Wanna go with me?”

-

You had been looking forward to it ever since she asked you. You still spent lunch with her, but you hadn’t held hands or done anything like that since that day. 

Your friends were almost more excited than you. Wanda and Peter completely took over for dress shopping, wanting to get the perfect look for you. Meanwhile Carol, took it upon herself to tell you everything you should do with Natasha at the dance. 

You had made an agreement for Natasha to pick you up at your house. And you made her promise not to pick you up with her motorcycle. There was no way in hell you would be riding a motorcycle in a dress, especially to homecoming.

So, she ended up showing up in a car. There was someone else in the backseat, a younger blonde girl. She looked out the window and waved at you as Natasha stepped out to greet you.

“Wow…” you said, looking at her dress. She looked absolutely perfect. 

“Hi,” she breathed out, admiring what you were wearing. 

“Hey,”

At this point, you knew your face was about as red as her hair.

“Are we ready to go?” You asked, breaking the silence again.

She nodded, then opened the passenger door for you.

“Hello!” Came the voice from the back. “I’ve heard all about you,”

“Hi!” You said, waving to her through the mirror.

“Y/N, this is my sister Yelena.”

“Hi, Yelena! Nice to meet you,”

“Yep, so wonderful that you’re here with us, Yelena,” Natasha said through gritted teeth as she backed out.

Yelena rolled her eyes, then leaned forward to talk to you.

“She needed my help stealing our Dad’s car out of the garage. I told her I’d only help her if she gave me a ride too,”

“You stole your dad’s car for this?”

Natasha shrugged sheepishly, keeping her eyes on the road.

You hated the fact that your heart melted at that. You did enjoy Yelena’s company, but like Natasha, you were starting to wish you were alone with her in the car.

“You know…” Yelena began. “I’ve noticed how happy Natasha has been lately. It’s nice to finally meet the reason for it,”

“Yelena,” Natasha whisper-yelled, feeling herself blushing again.

You couldn’t help but giggle as you admired the redhead you were so desperately crushing on. 

Yelena’s knowing gaze switched between you and Natasha, she resisted the urge to make another comment the entire way to the school.

Once you arrived, Yelena got out of the car and walked in without another word, finally leaving you alone with Natasha. 

You met her at the other end of the car, where she took a deep breath before interlacing her fingers with yours. You tried to slow your breathing, worried that your nervousness would cause your hand to get all sweaty while she was holding it. 

As you made your way toward the entrance, she kept her gaze forward but never let go of your hand.

Even while standing in line, she kept her grip tight, but gave you a soft smile every few minutes. 

Once you finally got through the line, she walked even closer to you as you walked to the crowded gym. 

The music was loud, and there were people everywhere. It definitely wasn’t your scene. But, you were glad to be here with Natasha. 

“Y/N!” Came the voices of your friends as they ran up from behind you.

“Hi!” You said, turning around to face them. 

Carol smirked once she saw yours and Natasha’s hands, but said nothing. Peter grinned at the both of you, and Wanda gave you a friendly wink.

“Did you finally ask Maria out?” You asked Carol, who glared in response.

“Why not ask her to dance if you see her here?” Natasha suggested.

“Perfect timing,” you said as the music changed. “They’re doing a slow song right now!”

Carol sighed, then ultimately decided to take the advice as she left.

Before you knew it, Natasha had spun you around to face her. 

She had her arms wrapped around your body as she began to sway to the song. You let out a few shaky breaths, but kept your grip on her firm.

You stared into her green eyes, and your nerves suddenly began to go away. Of course, you still had the butterflies from being like this with her, but the nerves caused by your surroundings had started to fade.

You were no longer anxious about all the people and music, it almost felt like they weren’t there in the first place.

All that mattered was the girl right in front of you. 

“I have something to tell you,” you said, keeping eye contact. She nodded for you to continue, prompting you to take another deep breath. “I really really like you, Natasha. I’ve had feelings for people before, but it’s different with you. I don’t know what it is, but all I know is that I wanna be around you forever.”

She was now smiling wider than you’d ever seen. She leaned in close, your faces inches apart.

“I feel the same way, Y/N,” she said. “There was something about you from the moment we met. I’m not sure what it is either, but I wanna be around you forever too.”

Your heart did a backflip as she leaned in even closer.

Closer.

Closer.

Closer.

Holy shit you were kissing.

It was like nothing you’d ever experienced before, her lips moved softly against yours as she kept her arms around you. You moved your hands up, putting one against her cheek and running your hand through her hair with the other.

When you finally broke apart for air, you both still had the biggest smiles.

“I’m so glad I went to the football game that night,”

“Me too,”

It didn’t take long before your lips were reconnected. At this point, everything was completely drowned out. Natasha was the only thing on your mind as her tongue began to explore your mouth. 

“Ladies,” a voice interrupted your moment.

Natasha glared at the teacher, but kept her arms tight around you, almost in a protective manner.

“While this is a dance, we have a firm rule here about public displays of affection. What I just witnessed was very much a violation of the rules.

Natasha rolled her eyes, then grabbed your hand once again. She led you through the crowd of people until you reached the door.

“Where are we going?” You asked.

“Well, apparently public displays of affection aren’t allowed. So how about private displays of affection instead?”

You grinned, then nodded as she led you back to her car. 

“I can take us someplace,” she offered.

You didn’t care where you were, you just wanted to be with Natasha right here and now. You already missed the taste of her lips. 

As you got back in the car, she only drove with one hand. The other was connected to yours. She brought your hand up to her mouth a few times, pressing a gentle kiss onto it.

Eventually, she drove you up to a hill, stopping at the top. 

She lay down on the hood of the car, motioning for you to join.

Once you did, she wasted no time in kissing you again. You couldn’t get enough of her, and she couldn’t get enough of you. 

“Thanks for making homecoming fun,” she said between kisses.

“Thank you,” you replied once she began to kiss your neck. “But I hope you don’t get in trouble for the car,”

“I think I’ll be fine. Besides, even if he finds out, I think he’ll be more understanding once he learns I did it for my girlfriend,”

“Girlfriend?”

“Is that okay?”

“More than okay.”

She grazed her lips against yours once more, unable to stop the smile forming on her face. She had never felt this happy with anyone before, and she couldn’t imagine herself being this happy with anyone except for you.

As much as you hated social events, you found that they worked out for you in the end. You were with the perfect girl, and happier than ever.

Eventually, you’d come to find out that your happiness would turn into forever. All because of Natasha Romanoff.

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Boyfriend’s Best Friend - Bakugou Katsuki

Bakugou x f!reader (ft. Kirishima)

Warnings: CRACK, Fluff, Cursing, Frisky moments

Summary: This was not how Bakugou wanted to spend his weekend. Trapped inside his best friend’s body?! Hell no. What makes it worse is that before he can tell you, you’ve already smothered Kirishima (who is in Katsuki’s body) with more than enough attention. Attention that belongs to the angry Pomeranian. And what does Kirishima think about all of this? Fuck nitroglycerin and boners.

BAKUGOU’S MASTERLIST

A/N: This shit is gonna get real confusing so KEEP UP and STAY FOCUSED

“Shit.”

After fighting off that petty thief on their way back to school, the two best friends took a look at each other after feeling a throb in their heads. But something wasn’t right. Bakugou was looking at..Bakugou and Kirishima was looking at...Kirishima???

“WHAT IS HAPPENING?!!” The red blonde headed boy asked. Kirishima made a face at his now very deep and gruff voice. He looked down and noticed his tan skin was the slightest bit paler and his clothes had changed. He turned his gaze towards the position where is best friend should be but only saw..well, himself.

“Argh, shut the hell up Shitty Hair. My head is pounding.” Bakugou said while holding onto his now red hair. He looked towards his friend to see a frantic look on his face. “Quit making me look like a bitch, Kirishima.”

“I can’t help it!! Not after what just happened!!” Kirishima said. Bakugou rolled his eyes and huffed before walking over to his friend and dragging him to a reflective window.

“We switched bodies you idiot. That damn thief must’ve hit us while we were distracted.” Bakugou took a look at his new body and cringed. Not that he thought Kirishima was ugly or anything, but he wanted to be in his own body. It just felt wrong having someone else’s dick.

“Well then we should get back to the dorms and find Mr. Aizawa. Maybe he can help.” Bakugou agreed and the boys started their journey back to the dormitory. As they walked, they took notice of a few things.

“Ugh. All these damn extras are staring at my hair.”

“My palms feel so sweaty.”

“Fuck! I keep biting my inner cheek. Stupid shark teeth.”

“Why the hell am I getting a random ass print?!”

“Nitroglycerin works like viagra Shitty Hair! Just fucking get used to it and learn how to control it!”

“I have your hair man! Does that mean you have shitty hair?”

“SHUT THE HELL UP!!”

“.....Is that..*sniff sniff*...caramel?”

“I SAID SHUT UP!”

—

“You’ll be back to normal in 2 weeks.” Aizawa bluntly said.

“2 WEEKS?!?” The boys screamed.

“Wha- HOW DO YOU KNOW?!” Bakugou screamed, trying to jump onto Aizawa with Kirishima holding him back. To anyone else, it would look like Bakugou holding Kirishima back. Oh how the tables have kinda turned.

“I know because officers have been trying to catch this thief for some time now. Even I’ve run into him on some occasions. His quirk is is called ‘Swapped.’ He takes your soul and spirit and places it in a different form...obviously. It doesn’t do much harm but it lasts for some time. Don’t worry though, you’ll be back to normal eventually.” Their teacher explained. “‘Till then, just tough it out for the next 2 weeks. Dismissed.”

The boys groaned and walked back to the common room floor. They walked in to find a few other classmates who thankfully didn’t seem too suspicious of anything. The boys went their separate ways, going to their own dorms to soothe their still aching heads.

—

Kirishima was the first to come out of his room. After contemplating whether he should take a shower or not, he chose the latter. He could survive the rest of the day without one, he’ll just worry about bathing later. Besides, he doesn’t mind smelling like a sweet treat for the next few hours and you know…not having to see and wash his best friend’s body and dick.

He walked down into the kitchen to find it empty. He was glad he wouldn’t have to explain his situation to anyone. If anyone saw Bakugou acting like the sweet bean that Kirishima is then I’m pretty sure a lot of people would have questions.

Looking around, he saw a batch of brownies left on a tray. He couldn’t help himself and went in to grab one. Unfortunately, he wasn’t aware of how chewy they were and after taking a few chomps, he realized the treat was as tough as glue. He couldn’t even open his mouth! And just to his luck, Bakugou’s girlfriend had walked in, seemingly back from her training session.

“Hi baby.” Y/N said. She went up to who she thought was her boyfriend and gave him a hug along with a peck on his cheek. “How was your day?”

Kirishima grew nervous. He didn’t know how to handle this situation. He would totally tell Y/N that it was actually him in her boyfriend’s body but the brownie sealed his mouth shut! He resorted to going with the flow and just nodding with a nervous smile. A very Bakugou smile.

“Tiring?” Y/N asked. Kirishima nodded his head. “Umm..okay. Well, same for me, but I still have enough energy for movie night, so I’ll see you in the common room. ‘Kay?”

Again, the now blonde nodded his head again. You smiled at him and went in to give him another hug. To your shock, you felt something poking you when you gave your boyfriend a hug. You looked down and noticed a pretty impressive print through his sweats and smirked. You looked up to your “boyfriend” and gave him a sly look. “You sure you’re tired Suki? Cuz your friend down here says you’re down for something else.”

Kirishima began to shake due to his nervousness now. He couldn’t help the damn boner! One, nitroglycerin is apparently 12x stronger than viagra, and two! He can’t relieve himself! Looking at and touching his best friend’s dick was wrong! And weird! Even if it was attached to him now!

What Kirishima wasn’t prepared for was you being so willing to help relieve his stiffy. On the bright side, he’d relive his hard on. On the not so bright side, he’d be fucking his best bro’s girl. Big no no. He definitely wasn’t prepared for your hand to travel down his torso and grab onto his Bakugou’s dick. “You still tired Suki?”

Kirishima couldn’t help himself. It felt too good to stop. He threw his head back and enjoyed the stimulation, even though he knew it was wrong. All he knew was that if he let this whole thing play through, he wouldn’t have to worry about walking around with a huge ass boner. A blush grew on his face as he moaned. He felt you peck at his neck a bit before stopping all your motions. The now blonde looked towards you in confusion and saw your laughter.

“Hehe, sorry Suki. Save it for later tonight, okay? I’ve gotta freshen up but I’ll see you later, Love.” You said before giving him a sweet peck and walking away. Once you were out of sight, Kirishima fanned his face to try and get rid of his blush. He then quickly ran to the fridge and chugged a few gulps of milk down to wash away the brownie.

“Fuck.” Was all that he said. Did that really just happen? Shit. Should he have let that happen? At this point he didn’t know. The man in him said HELL NO, but the nitroglycerin said otherwise. All Kirishima knew was that apparently he had a movie date to get to.

—

So now here we are, Y/N and Kirishima (in Bakugou’s body) all cuddled up on one of the common room couches during the late hours of the night, watching a movie. Kirishima thought Y/N looked really tempting in her booty shorts and tube top. The way her plush chest pressed up against his own as she watched the screen with a smile wasn’t aiding Kirishima’s mission to relieve his hard on.

Throughout the whole movie, Kirishima watched from time to time how Y/N would rub her legs together. It seemed she was growing some urges as well. Kirishima couldn’t shake his nerves..like...AT ALL.

Finally. It was almost the end of the movie. Kirishima had almost made it. All he had to do was finish the last 10 minutes and he could go..well honestly he didn’t know yet but he’ll figure it out later! Unfortunately, the universe had different plans. Kirishima watched as Y/N sat up to grab the remote and turn off the T.V. She placed the object down on the table and faced who she assumed to be her boyfriend. She wrapped her arms around his neck and went to straddle his groin.

“Uh-..Y/N?” Kirishima asked with a shaky voice as he gulped down a nerve. You smirked at him and leaned down to leave kisses all over his neck. Kirishima shook a bit and let out a shudder at your soft lips.

“Relax Suki. We won’t get caught. ‘Sides, when have you ever been afraid to fuck in public?” You said. You then went up to start off your session with a hot kiss to “Katsuki’s” lips. Kirishima had wide eyes as you took in his lips, but eventually, your sweet taste and bouncy lips made him succumb to your wishes.

He placed his hands on your waist as he kissed you back. When he opened his mouth you slid your tongue in as your hands entangled themselves in his hair. The kiss was fiery and passionate and eventually you and “Katsuki” both began to moan into the kiss. His hands traveled to your ass and gave in a firm grip which made you release a loud moan. Things were definitely heating up now.

—

When Katsuki came back to the dorms, he had already been exhausted by the entire situation. The only thing on his mind was getting some rest to ware off the headache, hours had passed and he eventually woke up in the middle of the night.

“Shit, how long have I been out?” He stretched and yawned a bit before he got up. The mirror hanging on his wall reminded him of his new body. “Oh, right. I’m in Shitty Hair’s body......gross.”

Bakugou felt his mouth become dry and so he planned to get a glass of water from the kitchen. As he walked down the halls, he couldn’t help but think about you. His precious girl. The love of his life who’s been with him since childhood and who he’s been dating since their second year in junior high. You were with him through it all and he couldn’t help but feel a little bad that he had to miss movie night.

‘Fuck, did I even tell Y/N I wouldn’t make it to movie night? Crap,’ he thought. Oh well, he’d just have to make up for it later. As he walked near the common rooms, his ears picked up a sound. And not just any sound, it was a moan. And he knew exactly who’s moan it was, for he had been the cause of those exact sounds and he’s heard them time and time again.

Bakugou ran to the common rooms to find his girlfriend and his body making out and slowly grinding on each other on the couch. He watched “his” hands travel to grope Y/N’s ass and bit his lip when he heard his girlfriend’s pleasured moans. He wasn’t gonna lie, the scene before him had turned him on, but what became a huge turnoff was the fact that Bakugou knew it wasn’t him in there and he knew exactly who was in his damn body!

“THE HELL?!” Bakugou screamed in Kirishima’s voice. He watched the two of you jump away from each other in shock and saw a look of fear flow through Kirishima’s his own eyes.

“Jeez, Kirishima. You scared us.” You said to your actual boyfriend without knowing it. Bakugou fumed at the fact that you were just making out and were probably about to fuck his best friend but he couldn’t blame you. You called him Kirishima so you must’ve not known about the switch.

“Can I talk to Bakugou real quick, L/N?” Bleh. Calling someone else by his name was weird and calling you by your family name was very uncomfortable.

“Umm..we’re kinda in the middle of something so maybe if you could jus-“

“Thanks.” He said and dragged “Bakugou” away behind a hallway corner. He pinned his body up against the wall and got in Kirishima’s face as he held the man by his collar. “WHAT THE HELL DO YOU THINK YOU’RE DOING KISSING MY GIRLFRIEND?!”

“IM SORRY! I DIDN’T MEAN TO! SHE CAME ONTO ME!” Kirishima explained while being held against the wall.

“NO SHIT SHE CAME ONTO YOU! YOU’RE IN MY BODY! YOU’RE ME! I’M HER BOYFRIEND! SHE THOUGHT YOU WERE ME SHITTY HAIR!” Bakugou screamed. Kirishima just laughed nervously as Bakugou continued to fume. After venting, Bakugou finally dropped Kirishima back on his feet and pressed the bridge of his nose with 2 fingers. “Okay. Why THE FUCK did you not tell her about the quirk?”

“Because man! .....Your quirk has built in viagra!” Kirishima said in defeat as he threw his hands in the air due to the pent up frustration. “I’ve had a fucking stiffy ever since I got put in your body! So I thought-“

“You thought you could relieve yourself with my girl?!” Bakugou asked with big, angry eyes.

“.....Yes?”

“KIRISHIMA!”

“ALRIGHT!” Kirishima sighed. “Well what now?”

“We go out there and explain to her what happened so you don’t end up fucking her!” Bakugou explained as he tried to walk back to you but Kirishima pulled him back.

“Okay but what about my fucking boner?” The pent up boy asked.

“Just rub it out!” Bakugou exclaimed.

“No way! I’m not touching your dick!” Kirishima rebelled.

“Why not? I’m clean. And big! Just saying, I got a pretty dick dude.” Bakugou said with both hands up in defense.

“BAKUGOU!”

“Yeah, fair.” The ex blonde said. The boys thought about it for a bit before something hit Kirishima like a train.

“Wait..if you’re so okay with me seeing your dick..does that mean..you took a look at mine?!” He asked while shaking Bakugou’s his shoulders.

“What?! Gross! No! I was napping all day Shitty Hair so relax! And get your damn hands offa’ me!” Bakugou said while squirming out of Kirishima’s hold.

“Alright, fine whatever! Let’s just go out and explain to L/N.” Kirishima said.

“Good!”

“Good!”

“Goooooodd!” Bakugou said more dramatically. The two boys finally made it back to you and instead of your boyfriend’s body taking a seat next to you, it remained standing. Meanwhile, “Kirishima” took the seat “Katsuki” previously had. You looked towards the red head and then to your boyfriend in a confused tilt.

“Suki? Are you gonna sit?” You asked to “Bakugou.”

“I am.” “Kirishima” replied. You looked towards the muscular boy sitting next to you with a raised brow.

“What?” You questioned.

“Listen, L/N, we got something to tell you.” The actual Kirishima said. You looked to your “boyfriend” with almost a hurt look on your face as to why he was calling you by your family name. The real Bakugou took notice of your sad voice and softened his eyes at your now upset demeanor. “I’m actually Kirishima...”

Your face grew in surprise and then silence hit the room. The boys gazed your looks for a reaction but got nothing other than pure shock. You couldn’t even say anything other than “Eh?!”

“Yeaahhhh..I’m your actual boyfriend.” The red head said. You looked to Kirishima and inspected him closer.

“Uh..Suki?” You said while zooming in of his face.

“Tch. It’s me Teddy Bear, relax,” Bakugou said while looked away with a blushed face as he pushed your face away. You grumbled at his push and took his hand off.

“Yup. That’s you.” You said, relaxing. “So...you’re Katsuki..and you’re Kirishima?”

You watched the boys nod their heads and you were settling down until another thought came to mind. “Wait..so I was-..on the couch-...I thought-...”

“Yeah, you were making out with Shitty Hair but in my body..” Bakugou said with a hand behind his neck. Your face jumped in shock once more until it was replaced with anger. You watched as Kirishima’s new face became nervous and gave a shaky chuckle.

“Kirishima...” you seethed with slanted eyes before you attempted to jump onto the new blonde. Mid-jump, Bakugou grabbed onto your waist and pulled you back onto his lap. You fought against Katsuki’s hold on you but alas he was too strong.

“Nope! No, settle, settle.” Bakugou said with an iron grip on your waist. You finally calmed down until you took notice you were sitting in BASICALLY Kirishima’s lap. Feeling uncomfortable you scooted off your boyfriend and sat next to him. Bakugou looked at you with a confused expression that demanded an explanation.

“Heh..sorry um, Suki. But I’m not sitting on you or doing...anything else that’s lovey dovey until you’re back to your own body.” You explained.

“Wha- that’s not fair! You were all over here grinding on him just a few minutes ago!” Bakugou whined and pointed at his body.

“Because I didn’t know it wasn’t you!” Bakugou just grumbled and groaned at you. Your reasoning was fair but he just wanted his girlfriend.

“Okay, whatever. Be pouty. Just- When is this quirk gonna wear off?” You asked. Bakugou continued to pout with crossed arms but luckily Kirishima answered.

“2 weeks.” He said.

“Alright then!” You said while clapping your hands and standing up, gathering Katsuki’s attention. “For the next 2 weeks or until you go back to normal, Suki, no touching, no kisses, no overly-friendly hugs, no cuddles, no lap-sitting....”

Bakugou listened to you list all the things he couldn’t do. As you went on, his jaw dropped as he realized he wouldn’t be able to do all the things he usually does to you for the next 2 weeks. The list went on and on until you finished it with one final detail. “...and finally. No sex.”

“WHAT?!” Bakugou said while standing up now. “WHY?!”

“Katsuki. I’m not fucking my boyfriend’s best friend’s body. No offense Kiri,” you said to the other boy.

“None taken!” He said with his winning smile. Just less shark-toothy. Bakugou just mumbled about until you cut him off.

“Anyways! I’m going to bed. After this long and frankly awkward day, I think we all should.” You said and the boys agreed. You all walked to your respected dorms but when Bakugou tried following you into your dorm while he was still in Kirishima’s body, you stopped him with a hand on his chest.

“Uh, sorry Suki. You’ll be sleeping in your own dorm for the next 2 weeks. No sleeping together either.” You watched as Bakugou became much more agitated as he huffed. He grumbled as he reluctantly walked all the way to his own dorm room. You giggled as you watched the now red head walk away and shut your door. You couldn’t help but laugh as you laid down on your bed but 10 minutes passed and before you could fall asleep, a knock was at your door.

“Suki, I said we can’t sleep on my bed together.” You said once you opened the door, finding Kirishima’s body holding a pillow and blanket.

“I know it’s just- *sigh* look, if I can’t cuddle with you can I at least sleep on the ground and hold your hand?” He said, looking away with an embarrassed blush. “I know you said hand-holding isn’t allowed but you won’t be seeing me since I’ll be out of your sight and on the ground.”

You smiled at how clingy he was being. It was adorable and you just had to give in. “Fine, come in.”

Katsuki perked up with a small smile and happily followed you into the room. You got comfy on the bed while he set up his little pillow and blanket. You finally dropped your hand down so he could hold onto it and his warm hand held a strong grip on your own.

So now here you were, late at night, “cuddling” with your boyfriend. In a way. You smiled as you held onto his hand and couldn’t help but giggle when you felt his lips place a sweet kiss to your knuckles. Oh well, I guess there was nothing wrong with holding hands with your boyfriend’s best friend. As long as it’s your boyfriend who’s in his best friend’s body.

You couldn’t believe this was gonna be your life for the next 2 weeks.

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Kids (Prologue)| NCT Dream × Fem!Reader

Warning : cliche, a few cusses, little fluff, possessiveness, NCT Dream being bratty and stubborn. No proofread :(

Synopsis : Y/n somehow ended up helping Mark babysit his stepbrothers for the weekend. That two days of babysitting soon turned into frequent days of her visiting them as they would throw a fit if she wouldn't. When she thought everything would be fine soon, it only became worse as time passed by.

Take note that Mark and Y/n are at the same age(15). 00 line are 7 while Chenle is 6 and Jisung is 5.

"Vroom! Vroom! Vrooom!" Jisung said loudly through his pouted lips. He was sitting on his big toy car, imitating the roaring machine of an actual car.

Behind him was Chenle pushing him on all sides of the wide nursery room to make Jisung feel like he's really driving the car. The younger kid raised both his hands up, enjoying the ride and the room was filled with their cute giggles.

"Hey, slow down. You might get hurt—" Mark immediately cut his own words, replacing it with a loud yelp when the wheels of the car they were riding ran on his toes. "Ahhh!" he instinctively crouched down to hold his toes that were now throbbing in pain.

The duo didn't even bother to look back at him and ask if he's okay cuz they're too entertained to even notice his suffering.

"Y/n, help!" he called out for the female who just entered the room carrying a very hyper Haechan on her arms that she chased around the house for almost half an hour so she could get him to wear his pants.

She had such a great time giving him a bath. Haechan splashed water on her clothes, saying that he wanted her to join him on his bubble bath. Ending him getting her hoodie soaked wet (she took it off and let it dry), thankfully, her shirt was safe.

He wanted to play with her all the time. He doesn't want her to take a break even for a damn minute and he never ran out of some things he'd like to say. Either he makes sense or not, he doesn't care.

She wasn't supposed to be here. She was supposed to be enjoying her time alone at home while it's still weekend but here she is, babysitting her friend's stepbrothers. It just so happened that she met Mark's parents when both of them walked home together yesterday from school.

They had a little chitchat and eventually got along. Then that's when they asked her a favor to help Mark take care of his stepbrothers during the weekend as they won't be able to keep an eye on them because of their busy schedules.

She was about to decline until she heard that they're going to pay her a fair price. Yup, she needed money that's why she agreed with them. Her family is not as rich as the Lees so she can't always get the things she wanted to buy. So in order to be able to, she had to work for it. She got her parent's permission that night, letting her do what she wanted.

"Why? What happened?" she asked Mark, trying to keep Haechan still or he'll fall down but she decided to put his feet on the floor. "Nooo! Carry me! Carry me!" Haechan whined, holding his arms up to her.

She tiredly sighed, picking him up again. She knew the last thing to do to him is to make him upset. He'd cry nonstop and would totally be mad at everyone. She didn't want that. Things would be harder to handle than it already is right now.

"My toes freaking hurt! I don't think I'll be able to stand up." He over exaggerated.

Y/n approached him to check if he's alright then found his toes flamming red. "Oh god, uhm, I'll go get some ice or something. I don't know how to treat that but I hope it would help." she rushed to the kitchen with Haechan still on her arms.

Opening the top of the fridge, she saw an ice pack. She grabbed it and was about to close the fridge when Haechan spotted the fruit popsicles. "I want that." he pointed at the sweet treats that caught his attention.

She reached the first popsicle, "I don't like that. I want the strawberry." then she gave him one. He better not have cavities for eating too much sweets or else she'd be blamed for it.

She helped him get rid of the plastic wrapper, throwing it on the trash bin before letting him eat the fruit popsicle. His eyes almost literally twinkled once the cold strawberry treat touched his tongue. At least, he's happy now.

They both went back to the room, handing Mark the ice pack to help it ease the pain on his poor toes. "Thanks." Mark sighed and she nodded, sitting beside him on the sofa but their eyes are still on the kids just to make sure they're okay.

"Where are your maids? Aren't they supposed to be helping us here?"

"They all went home to their families. Only our cook and our driver are the only workers left here." That explains why she didn't bump into someone else in this house.

Renjun was not so far from them. He's quietly sitting on the carpeted floor attaching puzzle pieces together, focusing on completing the picture into whole. Despite the whole chaos going on around him, he somehow found peace on the corner of the room.

Well, not until he found out that Jeno was chewing on the other puzzle pieces. He's been trying to look at the missing items on his puzzle only to find out that they're with Jeno all the time.

The two kids fought. Renjun was huffing mad while Jeno was crying. Even though he already said sorry, Renjun doesn't seem to forgive him anytime soon for ruining his puzzle that he worked on for hours since this morning.

Mark limped his way to Jeno to calm him down and Y/n took care of Renjun (and Haechan, of course). She was in the middle of a conversation with Renjun when she felt a tug on her shirt.

Looking down, she saw a sleepy Jaemin rubbing his eyes. "I'm sleepy." he said. He must've been worn out from joining Haechan at every trouble he initiated.

"Oh, wait a second." she told him, he silently nodded.

"Haechan, can you please sit here with Renjun for a while?" she carefully put him beside the said boy.

"Huh? But why? Where are you going?" he asked her after he took out the popsicle out of his mouth.

She lifted Jaemin on her arms this time which Haechan frowned at. "I'll just go take him to his room. I'll be back, I promise." She waited him to say something but he stayed silent, glaring at the boy playing her hair, completely unaware of the piercing gaze of his stepbrother.

"Uhm, we'll go now..." she awkwardly informed him before making her way out of the room for the nth time of the day. This time, she's the one unaware of Jaemin sticking his tongue at Haechan to tease him. Before he could stomp his way to him, Y/n was already out of the room with Jaemin, leaving both Renjun and Haechan angry of different reasons.

Throughout the whole time she carried Jaemin to his room, he continued to play with her hair. Twirling silky strands of her hair on his small fingers, droopy eyes slowly closing and his head weighed on her shoulder.

Assuming that he fell asleep, Y/n could only sigh in relief that one of the most chaotic step brothers finally took his rest. After climbing a few more flight of stairs, she reached his room at last. The whole mansion is too big for her liking but she's not the one living here so she can't have something to say to it.

She pushed the door open, laying Jaemin on his queen sized bed then she covered half of his body with his comforters. "Sleep well, Jaemin." she kissed his forehead before she left him and he slept with a smile adorning his lips.

"What took you so long?" Haechan immediately asked her, arms crossed on his chest and his brows still furrowed together. "Haechan, you know how far Jaemin's room is from here. Come on, stop being sulky. I'm already here."

She glanced at Mark reading a book for Jisung, Chenle and Jeno on the table. "Why don't you join them?" Haechan shook his head. "Because I don't want to."

"Aren't you going to take your afternoon nap too?"

"No."

"What about—" he didn't let her finish her words as he stood up and stomped away out of the nursery room. He left her there confused. Renjun who had finally cooled off his anger approached her.

"He's mad at you."

Y/n looked down at him. "I just tucked Jaemin to sleep. Why'd he gotta make a big deal about it?" she asked as if she's talking to herself. Renjun knew the answer but didn't blurt out anything about it instead he held her hand.

"Can we go pick flowers on the garden?" she smiled at him with a nod. "Yeah, sure. Let's go."

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