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perfect date

જ⁀➴. kim seungmin

𐙚 paring- nonidol!seungmin x fem reader

𐙚 summary- just a bunch of little drabbles about the cute dates you and seungmin go on<333

𐙚 warnings- seungmin is whipped, kissing, affection, fluff, mentions of sexual acts vaguely, lmk what else

𐙚 a/n- i haven’t written for seungmin before but i loved this sm. please lmk what u think i tried something new 😘

art museum 🖼️ *:･

you and seungmin were so excited to go to the new art museum that opened close your area. seungmin excitedly buying the tickets for you two. you two walk through the museum, commenting on the art you passed.

him not letting go of your hand as you two stroll. seungmin snapping photos of the art. he doesn’t forget to take any photos of you of course. getting more new pictures of you than of the art.

“you are the art babe.” he grins at you. as you just blush looking away from him. “let’s look at the rest of the art you dork.”

you smile back. the two of enjoying the quietnesses of the exhibits, the pretty paintings, the amazing aura the museum had, and of course each other. making sure to definitely come back for another date there<3

beach picnic 🧺*:･

the two of you LOVED your beach dates. he loves the way the waves sound mixing with your voice. the two of you cuddled up into a blanket as you watch the sun go down.

seungmin feeding you sweet treats that he brought for you two. both of enjoying the nice breeze from the ocean. “want to collect sea shells?” seungmin asks suddenly. making you giggle a little bit.

“random but- yes.” he plants a soft kiss on your head as he pulls you up from the blanket with him. the two of you running closer the water.

you start picking up the sea shells you think are pretty. loving seungmin’s idea immediately more. “look at this one! it’s so pretty.” you say showing seungmin the shell you found.

“mm it is my love, but not as pretty as you.” he’s wearing a proud smile. “you’re so cheesy min.” he just nods. “i just love you.” you smile at his words.

“i love you too.” he smiles back at you. “okay i underestimated how cold it would be so close to the water. uhhh can we go back to the blanket! im dying.”

seungmin shakes dramatically just to mess with you a bit. you sending him a playful eye roll. “lets go minnie.” as soon as you say those words, seungmin has you in his arms bridal style.

“babe you don’t need to carry me.” you laugh as he starts to half jog to the blanket. finally you two arriving back to your designated spot. him immediately pulling you into

his arms as he wraps the blanket around your bodies. he kisses your cheek. “more treats ny love?” he asks with a puppy smile.

movie night 🍿 *:･

tangled in your bed with your boyfriend as you watch horrors movies all night. seungmin accidentally making too much popcorn.

his hand is around your waist as he focuses on the movie playing. seungmin won’t admit it but it helps him be a little less scared if he is close to you.

“are you scared minnie?” you ask teasingly. he rolls his eyes at you trying to act un phased. “i am not.” he sees you scooting closer to him to hug his side.

“it’s okay min i will be your protector.” you giggle a little. seungmin joining your laughter as you receive a glare. “i don’t need protection baby.” he says planting a kiss on your lips.

“that sounded dirty minnie.” you laugh again. “it can be if you want it to be my love.” he says with a wink. causing you to roll you eyes playfully.

coffee ☕️ *:･

your seated in a booth across your boyfriend as you two enjoy breakfast with some coffee. the two of you wanting to go to your favorite cafe together.

seungmin is holding your hand across the table as he sips on his coffee. he takes in your soft appearance. no makeup, in his hoodie, your tired expression. he thinks you look too cute.

“i love this cafe even more min, every time i come here.” he nods taking another sip of his coffee. “i know me too. especially with you. i love being anywhere with you.”

he rubs your hand gently. his words and his touch immediately causing you to blush hard. “i love being anywhere with you too. especially when there’s coffee.” you say playfully as you take another sip of your coffee.

“you are the cutest person on this planet what.” he says in disbelief as he watches you a bit. “minnie why are you peppering me with so many compliments- im turning bright red in here and people probably think im crazy.”

he chuckles at your words before shaking his head. “first of all i do this all the time because you deserve it. second of all you look so cute when you blush.”

he smiles before taking a sip of his coffee. “plus you look even more adorable right now.” he smiles at you lovingly.

dinner 🍝 *:･

seungmin made a reservation for the two of you to have dinner at this fancy italian restaurant you were dying to try.

you are beyond excited when seungmin also surprises you with a new beautiful dress that you have been wanting but couldn’t afford.

“seungmin- you didn’t.” your shocked as he lays it on your shared bed for you. “i did my love. now- before you say anything about the price, let me just say it doesn’t matter how much it is. you’re gonna look so beautiful and thats all the matters.”

he knows you better than yourself at this point already knowing you would have a concern with the dress price. “but minnie-“ he shakes his head pulling you into a hug.

“baby i will buy anything for you. don’t worry about it okay?” he smiles giving your head a kiss. “put it on my love. i want to see you in it.” he sits on his bed as he watches you change (respectfully of course)

he smiles at your figure always forgetting how beautiful you look in everything. you try on the dress looking in the mirror at yourself then to seungmin.

“wow- my love you look absolutely gorgeous.” he gets up from the bed to kiss you sweetly. you deepen the kiss for a moment then pull away. “we’re gonna miss our reservation.”

he nods grabbing his keys. “let’s go?” he says before you two leave to the restaurant. the restaurant even fancier than you imagined.

you and seungmin sit at your table talking and eating for awhile. his habit of holding your hand across the table being too cute for you, him of course doing it any time he is seated across you.

“dessert?” the waiter comes to ask. both of you of course ordering your desserts of choice. “this is so good. want to try?” you ask him offering him a bite of your cake.

he obliges opening his mouth to take the bite off your fork. “mm that is good. i would offer you mine but i ate it all. sorry my love.” he laughs at himself.

“it’s okay you can give me something better at home hm?” you say shifting the convo a little. he gulps at your words, feeling his dick harden a little bit at the thought.

seungmin eyes widen and then he’s suddenly calling the waiter over. “check please!”

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seeingivy · 10 months

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ahhh congrats on 1K!! you deserve it all :D

for your concert, may I suggest got my mind set on you for eren with a friends to lovers type trope? like maybe eren has a bit of a past as a fuckboy and realizes now that he's in love with his friend. she doesn't believe him given his history, so he is determined to woo her, but really he just needs to show her that he's serious about her (because she has already loved him this whole time hehe). OR whatever you want to do!!

got my mind set on you

eren x f!reader

**part of my debut concert event

content: drinking, reader gets her periods and leaks on her sheets, eren is a manwhore, hitch is a hater, jean and marco are masterminds

an: thank you sweet sweet anon! you deserve all the love in the world. I hope you like it <333

“Y/N. White wife-beater or black wife-beater?”

You peek up from the top of your textbook to glare at him and he has that stupid, stupid grin on his face. The one he uses to get anything he wants.

“Man. At this point you’re just trying to sound like an asshole.” mutters Jean, taking Armin’s pillow and smacking it straight into his face.

Mikasa and Armin laugh in response, agreeing as Eren makes his way over to you, flopping on his bed next to you. He’s leaning directly into your space, that musky cologne enveloping your nose as he starts talking.

“Y/N.”

“Eren.”

“Black or white?”

“Ass or face?”

“What?”

“Do you want me to punch you in the ass or in the face?”

He laughs as he bends over, sticking the aforementioned ass into your space as he knocks your textbook out of your hands and you push him away. And you try to fight the smile trying to make its way on to your face, trying to feign as much anger as you can.

But you can’t be mad at Eren. You can’t be anything but a jumbled mess of feelings at Eren lately.

When you moved to college, you were looking forward to getting a fresh start from the town that you grew up in. Not that it was ever a bad place but it was never really a good place either. And you were ready to let it all go, to move away from your parents, to find out who you were.

And just your luck, the one boy from your highschool going to the same college as you ends up in your orientation group and never leaves you alone after that. Dragging you to random club meetings for free food, taking you to mixers that your RA hosted, trying to sneak into frat parties together.

At some point, you were just always together. And maybe some small part of you really liked having him around. That he wanted to be your best friend, told you all the little inner workings of his mind instead of someone else. That he thinks the Loch Ness Monster is made up, that he likes the Twilight movie soundtracks a little bit too much, that he loves mystery books.

And he’s dorky - snorts when he laughs too hard, can’t drink beer without spilling it all over his shirt, and is so weirdly passionate about these little sea animals that he’s spending the entire summer doing an internship at the marine biology research lab at your university.

But he’s also sweet - trying to memorize all the little facts about you, picking you up from class as a habit, telling you that you’re prettier than some shit guy who won’t come by.

He’s your friend. Your sweet, secret little dorky friend. No one looks at you. But no one looks at him either. Maybe you guys only look at each other.

Except when you come back from the summer, his dork is replaced with…charm. Charisma, an appeal, a magnetism. And maybe he was always really charming, but no one paid attention to it. It was just for you.

But now they do - because he’s grown out his soft brown hair into this sunkissed loose man bun and spending all summer swimming in tidepools has defined his muscles. Because he was always gangly and a little awkward but one summer has him looking fit, in all the right places.

That’s when it starts raining on your parade. Because when you and Eren go to parties, you’re talking to him less and the girl who's drunk and throwing up in the bathroom more. He’s too busy talking to the pretty girls, twirling their locks of hair in his hands and batting his pretty eyelashes at them.

And he still picks you up from class with an iced coffee in hand, except the barista scribbled her name over your cup because she wants Eren to call her later. And you know Eren leans into it, because this newfound attention only gives him confidence to show off more.

To tell girls about the creepy little slugs he spent all summer looking for so they can coo over how cute it is that he cares, to show off those ridiculously defined muscles, to gleam at people the way he does.

You’re interrupted by your train of thought as Historia, the girl Eren met at a club meeting knocks on the door, shining sunlight at Eren as she smiles at him. And when he flicks the top of your forehead and stands up to press a kiss to her cheek and run out with her, you stick your face back into your textbook.

And pretend it doesn’t sting.

You peer over your notebook again to find Jean hanging upside down on the bunk, his eyes staring into yours.

“Hi Y/N.”

“Hi Jean. The blood is rushing to your head. You look like an overly ripe tomato.”

He laughs as he flops off the bunk and next to you, leaning his head in to read your textbook.

“A tort is a civil law that causes a claimant to suffer loss or….this shit is so fucking boring.”

He snatches the textbook away from your clutches and flings it off the bed, giving an innocent smile as he does.

“I was reading that.”

“And now you’re not!”

“Do you want something from me, Jean?”

“Yeah. Let’s go on a date.”

“You have a boyfriend.”

“Yeah. It was his idea.”

He pulls you up by the wrists as you both shuffle out of Armin and Eren’s dorm room, giving half-hearted goodbyes to Mikasa and Armin as he dragged you back to your hal. Trying to convince you to go on a date with him.

“No.”

“Listen. You make this mopey sad face whenever he brings a girl around. It’s really ugly.”

“Thanks, Jean. You’re such a gentleman.”

He pinches the bridge of his nose as he swings your door open, the two of you flopping onto your bed.

“I just mean- I hate that you wait around for him. And Marco does too. I think it would be nice. For me to take you out, to make you feel special, to remind you that you don’t have to hopelessly pine over that idiot and wait for him to look at you back.”

“Jean, I just-”

He stands up, locking his fingers with yours, as he tries to use his boyish charm on you. And it’s entirely different from Eren’s. Where Eren oozes pure charisma, like you can’t help but give in because you just want to know what he’s getting at.

Jean’s charm is more…boyish. Innocent. Because he’s smiling at you, all soft and genuine. Like you want to give in because you know he means well. It’s sweet. So you agree.

“Eren.”

“Hm?”

“Pink dress or white skirt?”

You hold up the options as Eren looks at you for the first time - even though he’s been in your dorm for the past three hours texting Historia in your bed - and squints at you.

“Are you wearing makeup?”

“Yeah. I’m going on a date.”

He stands up, placing his hands on your cheek as he moves your face around in the air, taking in the product on your face. A soft glitter on your eyelids, black around your eyes that makes your eyes look infinitely bigger, and soft pink on the tops of your cheeks.

“With who?”

“Well, Jean for now. But it’s practice before I start going on real dates you know?”

“You’re going on dates? Why?”

You roll your eyes as you turn back in the mirror, holding up the options to your frame as you weigh what to wear.

“Because. I want to get out there and I’m like…deeply touch starved or whatever. I just want someone told hold me or something. And it feels weird to do it cold turkey so Jean’s taking me.”

“You could have asked me. I could take you.”

You roll your eyes as you push past him, reaching for your flowery perfume that you spray on for special occasions. Eren’s leaning against your bedpost, his eyes scrunched up in frustration that for some reason is really annoying you.

“You have a girlfriend.”

“Hisu’s not my girlfriend. We’re just talking.”

“Okay, yeah. Same thing.”

“Jean has a boyfriend.”

“This was Marco’s idea, Eren. He’s not going to care if I actually go on it and I think he’s probably the one who bought the flowers Jean’s going to bring me.”

You hold the two options up in the air again, boring your eyes into Eren’s as you gesture for him to respond again.

“I’m not picking.”

“I literally pick your date outfits for you all the time. You could pick for me.”

And Eren mutters something that sounds like pink under his breath which you smile brightly at as you duck into your closet to slip the dress on. And when it’s all fresh and pressed against your skin, there’s a knock on your door and a very smiley Jean waiting for you.

As you predicted, he’s holding a pretty bouquet of pink flowers in his hand, wearing a nice buttoned up shirt as opposed to his usual lame t-shirts.

“Hi. Don’t you look pretty?”

He reaches for your wrist and lifts your hand up to spin you around, the pleats of your dress whooshing in the air and a stupid laugh falling out of your lips.

“Jean. You’re laying it on a little thick there.”

He shakes his head dismissively as he places the bouquet on your desk, giving a small nod to Eren as he walks back to you, pinching the side of your cheek.

“You’re getting the full Jean Kirschtein experience. I have to set the bar high so you don’t settle for a whole idiot or anything.”

And Eren watches you and he hates it. That he has this angry, green little monster simmering in his chest. That you’re smiling at Jean, that he’s taking you on a date to set your standards, that you’re wearing a pretty dress and laughing with someone who isn’t him.

And he knows it’s wrong. That he has no right to be jealous when he’s talked to other girls ever since the summer ended while you’ve remained steadfast and true. And it wasn’t like you were staying true to him because Eren’s positive that you don’t feel that obligation, that loyalty to him, but some part of him feels like you do. Or wishes that you do.

But suddenly…he’s feeling it for you. That he shouldn’t be with anyone but you, that he’s the person who should be taking you on cute dates, twirling you around in pretty dresses, having you spread glitter all over your face for him.

Eren texts Historia as he watches you and Jean duck out the door.

“Uh huh, Kirschtein. I’m sure this is gonna be the best date of my life.”

“That’s a promise, baby girl.”

“Ew. Baby girl?”

“Do you prefer sweetheart instead?”

“You’re so fucking corny, Jean.”

And when the door closes, he sends the text.

I want to see other people. Sorry Hisu.

You return from your date with Jean to find Eren slumped over in your bed, typing away on his laptop. Your roommate, Hitch, is glaring bloody murder at you as she flits her eyes over to his direction.

“Eren.”

“Ah. You’re back. How was it?”

“What are you doing in my room? I left hours ago.”

“Just wanted to see you when you got back. And I was spending time with my best friend, Hitch. She’s just so riveting to talk to and I just love her so much.”

She throws her portable fan at his head, which he catches before it makes contact and then throws it back at her.

“I’ll walk you back to yours, Eren. And you’re buying Hitch coffee as an apology.”

He rolls his eyes as he grabs his bag, blowing fake kisses to Hitch as she flips him off. You’re both trodding through the hall, the building quiet. It’s Friday night. Everyone’s partying.

“Didn’t want to party tonight, Eren?”

“Nah. Didn’t feel like it. How was your date?”

You smile as you twiddle with your fingers.

It was nice. To feel special, to have someone tell you that you were pretty. And sure he didn’t mean it in that way and it was entirely platonic, but it was nice to have someone look at you. Who wants to make you feel special, try to coax you into doing things you don’t usually do.

And you’re positive it’ll feel even better when the feelings are reciprocated.

“Really nice, Eren. I’m excited to…meet people. Date them. Have someone make me feel special, tell me I’m pretty.”

“You’re pretty.”

You look over to find Eren’s cheeks burning pink, the tips of his ears red as he avoids eye contact with you.

“Thank you?”

“Ye-yeah. Sure.”

You make it to Eren’s door and he swings the door open, dragging you in by the wrist. From the looks of it, Armin’s not home, Eren’s desk light flickering on the desk. He drags you to his bed, the two of you sitting on his plush duvet.

“Eren. I was just walking you here. I’m kind of tired from the painting.”

“You went painting?”

“Yeah. It was like a pottery type thing. We picked out mugs and just painted on them. Talked about stuff. Shared an ice cream together after. Jean and Marco gave me very sweet kisses on the cheek when I dropped him back off to his dorm.”

Eren pushes his hand through his hair as he asks, the question making the air in his throat burn.

“Ah. Would you ever…go on a date with me?”

And you laugh. Quite literally laugh, because he cannot be serious.

“God, Eren. Don’t be a cliche right now.”

“What?”

“You see your best friend go on a date with another guy and suddenly you’re interested in her. It’s like every corny rom-com.”

You lean forward, pinching the plush of his cheek.

“You just want what you can’t have, Eren. I’ve been waiting for you to notice me for two years. And of course, you only look at me when you can’t have me.”

“Wait, but I-”

“Eren. I want someone who makes me feel special. And you’ve always been special to me, but I want to be special to someone too. Let’s not make our friendship weird. And hey, maybe we can actually be equals this time.”

“Equals?”

“Two people who care about each other the same amount. Not one person hopelessly pining over the other.”

You give his cheek one last pinch as you pad out his door, giving him a smile before you slam the door shut.

The next morning, Eren’s standing outside your Civil Law lecture with a coffee in hand. And a shy smile pressed across his face.

“Good morning, Y/N.”

“Hi Eren.”

Despite your admission of your feelings and your swift rejection of Eren, he’s still standing here. And you were expecting it, because you know that Eren wasn’t really saying any of that in earnest. And it’s nice to admit your feelings, as a way of letting them go before you give in and like someone else.

You take the cup from his hand and shove the much needed caffeine into your mouth, the two of you strolling to your next class. You look over to find Eren with a pinched look on his face, like he’s constipated.

“Eren.”

“Hm?”

“Cat got your tongue? What’s wrong with you?”

“You didn’t…look at the cup.”

You look back down at the cup to find handwriting scribbled on it in green sharpie.

you look pretty today, sweet girl

You laugh, holding it up in the air.

“No way. The barista called you a sweet girl? It’s that long ass hobo hair you have.”

“What? That wasn’t the barista, that was me!”

“You wrote on the cup? Why?”

“For you, stupid! I’m trying to romance you.”

You spit the coffee straight into your cup, looking back down at the cup again. And holy shit he’s right - the way the g is looped and the writing is slanted, it really is Eren’s handwriting.

“Eren.”

“What?”

“It’s cute. But you’re going to do it for like one week. And then get bored of waiting and see some pretty girl at a party and change your mind.”

“I’m not! You’re it for me.”

“Eren. Bullshit. You wouldn’t last a month.”

He leans forward, pressing you into the hard of the wall as he looks down, green eyes glinting in yours.

“Bet.”

“What?”

“I’ll bet on it. Prove it to you. That I’ve got my mind set on you.”

“Uh huh. That takes a lot of patience, Eren. Time. Something that’s never been your forté.”

“I’ll make it my forté, if it’s for you.”

You give into the bet. A month for Eren to romance you, to prove that he’s really only got his mind set on you.

You give in because you know you’ll win. He gives in because he wants to prove the stupid, silly girl he loves that he can do it right.

eren: good morning silly little woman. fit check pls :D

you: no.

eren: cmon. ive got back to back classes and im missing that cute little face of yours :(((

you: just ask ur hoes. im sure they’re cute too.

eren: no hoes. im allergic to gardening.

you: you should start stand up comedy. you’d be really good at it.

eren: you want me so bad

you: shut up

eren: im waiting!!!! time is ticking doll, i will show up to your club meeting and start gushing about how pretty my girlfriend is in front of all your little prospective club members if i don’t get a fit check in ten seconds

you: not your girlfriend

eren: yet. three weeks to go.

you: do you not have anything else to do?

eren: picture and i’ll be out of your hair.

you: sent one attachment

eren: eren jaeger found dead at twenty-one.

you: thank god.

eren: cause of death - the most beautiful girl i’ve ever seen in my life. absolute heartstopper

you: EREN. YOU’RE SO GROSS AND CORNY STOP.

eren: ok ok see you after class sweet girl. and thanks for the picture. corniness aside, it really did make my day. you’re my favorite thing to look at.

You ignore the pounding in your chest as you throw your phone into your purse and head to the coffee shop. And what you hoped would be an uninterrupted study session is interrupted by a certain green eyed idiot, smiling at you as he takes the seat across from you.

“Hi doll.”

“Eren. You have class.”

“Got canceled. The planets and the fates and all the stars aligned. You and me, free for a little study date at the same time.”

You crinkle your nose as you lift your backpack from the seat next to you, Eren sliding in and taking a sip from your watered down coffee.

“Did you just rhyme? How long did that one take you?”

“The whole walk over here. Did you like it?”

“No.”

Eren opens up his laptop, the two of you working in silence. And in the smallest of ways, Eren’s making it hard for you to focus.

Tangling his legs with yours under the desk, resting his hand on your thigh every time you work out one of your homework problems with him, tucking your hair behind your ear every time it annoyingly flops forward.

“Oh! I have something for you.”

He holds out a tiny little candy, a twisted mango strawberry pop. The one you can only get in Shiganshina, a four hour drive away.

“What the fuck? You had Mindy’s the entire time and your greedy ass wasn’t sharing?”

You take the little candy in his hand, twisting the ends open and letting the flavors melt on your tongue. And the nostalgia hits your head, running in the grass as a kid, your mom keeping a little box on the top of the microwave for you two to share at the end of the day.

“Just got them. I drove all the way to Shiganshina to get them for you.”

“Uh huh.”

“I’m being serious. I went on Sunday, after my lab meeting. Got the box, hung out with my dog for an hour and came back.”

“You were probably just running an errand down there. I bet Zeke just needed your help with something.”

“My parents and Zeke are in Hizuru, remember?”

You feel your mouth go dry as you shuffle the candy in your mouth, huffing back in your chair. Corny ass idiot. They are in Hizuru to meet Zeke’s new girlfriend. But there’s no way in hell he drove all the way there just to get you a candy.

“There’s no way you-”

“I’ve got my mind set on you. In my mind, you and I are already dating. I’m just kind of waiting for you to catch up.”

“Oh, quit i-”

“When you’re my girlfriend, we’ll go together. Make a little drive out of it, see your parents and my parents. Get Mindy’s. Bother that lady who works at the aquarium.”

“Eren.”

He pinches your cheek as you frown, rolling your eyes at him.

“For now, I'll just drive down there alone to get you candy. Three more weeks, stink.”

Your stress is building. You’ve got two term papers due next week, a club meeting to plan, a project to go over with your research advisor, and groceries to do. And really, really all you are is bone dead tired. That you can feel your bones dragging and your eye bags deepening and the panic shuffling every time you breathe in and out.

Your final straw? Forgetting you were going to get your period and leaking onto your bed sheets.

And you know it’s not a big deal. That you can wash the sheets and get the stain out, that you can take a shower to feel better.

But this tiny little thing, this red blotch on your sheets, is enough to push you over the edge. Because you’re tired, because so much is going on, because this is just another thing you don’t have time to do but have to.

You can feel the tears streaming down your eyes, burning the sensitive skin underneath your eyes and flushing your cheek.

That’s when Eren finds you. Curled up on the ground, tears streaming down your eyes.

“Woah, hey. Hey, talk to me. What’s wrong?”

He falls flat on the floor next to you, opening up his arms which you roll into and start soaking his shirt in your salty tears. He’s whispering into your ear, whispering sweet nothings and his warm arms are holding you.

“Tell me what happened. Use your words.”

“I-I have a lot to do. The Civil Law paper and the entire plan for the-the club meeting. Dr. Smith wants to meet with me about my-my research plan and I’m not ready and I got my period and leaked on my sheets and I don’t have time to clean and-”

“Okay. It’s okay.”

His warm, calloused hands are rubbing into the small of your back, his hold still firm against you. And he drags you up, opening the shower and warming it up for you. He’s rummaged through your closet - pulled out a stack of clothes and set them on the counter.

“Are you…going to leave?”

“Of course not, Y/N. Outside when you’re done, okay?”

And you take the shower. Spend too long standing underneath the warm water, letting the shower scald your skin in a comforting way, relishing in the smell of your springy body soap washing you clean. Of the tears, of the blood, of your frustrations.

When you towel up your hair and reach for the stack of clothes on the counter, you only now realize what this cheeky bastard did. Left a pair of your pajamas and the hoodie he was wearing on the counter.

You pull it on, his musky smell mixing with the scent of your flowery shampoo, as you pad out of your room, Eren folding your laundry on your bed.

“Eren.”

He turns around and gives you a warm smile, walking forward to lock his fingers with yours.

“You look so cute right now. Pouty little face and your hair in this stupid towel.”

“Quit it.”

He leads you over to your bed, climbing on as he pulls you forward.

“Cleaned the sheets. Did your laundry. And made a plan for you to finish the paper and emailed Erwin from your account that you’re not free until the week after and-”

You can feel your eyes burning, the tears welling up in your face. You lean into his arms and he rests his chin against the top of your head, his hands snaking under your hoodie to press against your cold skin.

“Eren.”

“Hm.”

“This is a really elaborate plan to get into my pants.”

He laughs, the sound vibrating through his chest as he talks.

“I know.”

“I knew it, you dick. You only want to get in my pants.”

“Well, that’s part of it. I am very attracted to you. I’m not going to pretend like I don’t want to be in your pants.”

“Charming. The whole “I’ve got my mind set on you thing” is really working.”

“I'm being honest! I want to be in your pants and in your head and all your little dreams and your heart too.”

You rest your head against his chest, his heartbeat hammering against your ears as he finishes talking. And when you drift off to sleep, you can still feel it beating in tandem with yours. And try to forget why you and Eren are waiting two weeks to do this for real in the first place.

He’s done it now. And you’ve caught him in the fucking act. The sweet, sweet satisfaction of proving this idiot wrong - that he would get bored of waiting for you and move onto another girl is standing right in front of you.

It’s Eren’s friend Reiner’s birthday. Eren had told you in advance that he couldn’t see you Friday and you obliged.

Except, Hitch invited you to the party the day of, claiming she needed someone to walk in with so she didn’t look like an idiot. Some guy Marlowe she’s really into is going to be there and she has to be at her best.

And when you get to the party, you lose Hitch in all but five seconds, left in this awkward, sweaty mess of a room alone. But when you walk over to the kitchen, you see it.

Eren leaning over the counter, talking to a girl. Short brown hair, a mass of freckles over her face, the two of them smiling at each other. And when you march over there, you’re all but too happy to rub it in his face.

Because you’re right. And you knew you were right. That Eren, all hot and toned and sexy from his beach summer, would not give it up. The attention, the girls, the love he gets from all of it for you. That he would look at other things and not at you, that you couldn’t be enough for him. And he can buy you coffee and do your laundry and be there for you all he wants, but you know deep down you’re right.

“You little son of a bitch. Week three and I win.” you say, crossing your hands over your chest.

“Huh?”

“I win. You’re at a party, flirting with a girl. Meaning, you don’t have your mind set on me. Meaning, I’m right. That you can’t let go of being a manwhore for me, that you surely have your eyes wandering elsewhere even though you claim to be only looking at me.”

“Y/N-”

“You think driving to get me candy and doing my laundry and giving me your hoodie would buy me over? You’re not getting into my pants for a quick fuck just because you know you can and-”

He pulls you forward, clamping his hand over your mouth. He’s squinting his eyes at you, almost like he’s confused at your outburst. And when you look over at the girl, you realize why.

It’s Ymir. The president of the Gay-Straight Alliance Ymir. Like literally the gayest girl you’ve probably ever met in your life.

“Oh.”

Eren smiles, rolling his eyes, as he drops his hands to lock his hand with yours.

“Yeah, oh. Did you not see it was her when you walked over?”

“No. Hi Ymir.”

Ymir smiles, reaching forward to mess with your hair as she turns to Eren.

“You’re right. She really is stubborn.” Ymir says, smiling at him.

“Tell me about it. She does this every time I do something nice for her.” he responds, squeezing your hand as he talks.

“Well, you are a manwhore.”

“Not anymore, Ymir! I’m only a whore for her.”

She pinches your cheek as she walks off, linking arms with a certain blonde as you walk away. And when you look over, Eren’s lazily making a drink for you on the counter, swirling it in his hand before he gives you the cup.

“It’s Jungle Juice. There’s like three different liquors in it but you can’t really taste it s-”

“You’re not mad?”

“Huh?”

“I just…yelled at you. Really unfairly. And you’re not even mad?”

“Got my mind set on you. Like you said, this thing takes patience. And time. I’ll wait for it. You’ll come to see I’m surprisingly good at this patience understanding when it’s something I really, really want.”

And as he tilts his head back, pouring the drink into his mouth, like the entire outburst you had didn’t happen. And that’s it. You crane your head around the kitchen, looking for it.

“Whatcha looking for?”

Eren watches you mill around the kitchen, opening drawers, lifting picture frames as you look for it. And when you find it - the calendar posted on Reiner’s wall - you rip it off and place it in front of Eren with a marker in your hand.

“What’s this, Y/N?”

“Did you know that I can move time forward?”

“Huh? How much have you had to drink?”

You reach forward, crossing out through the entire week. The last week of the month, for the bet you and Eren had.

Because he’s convinced you. That his mind’s set on you. That even if he used to like other girls, the girl he likes now is you. Enough to drive hours to make you happy, take care of you - bloody sheets and all, and gush at a party about you to other people. Like he’s proud to be around you, like you’re the only thing he looks at.

“I don’t follow, sweet girl.”

“The bet started three weeks ago. And I crossed out the last week, so it’s over now. And I want to be with you no-”

He leans forward, pressing his warm, plush lips against yours as he can’t help but smile through the kiss. All warm and fruity, surely from the drink Eren just made. And he whispers against your mouth, eliciting a laugh out of you.

“Thank fucking god. You were driving me insane, you little heathen.”

You reach forward, tangling your hands with the collar of his shirt as you pull him down again, pressing your lips against his, trying to memorize the feel, the sensation of him against you.

And when Hitch comes home from the party, all buzzed, to find you two under the covers, watching a movie, she says one thing and one thing only.

“No fucking in my bed.”

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tmntxthings · 1 year

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Hi! This is my first time requesting something sorry if any of this sounds weird rjxhdvdhahsuwj

I really liked your donnie fic 'Practice' can I request a leo version please? 👀👉👈

Exercise :3

author’s note: :D your first time requesting and it’s to meeee?! I’m flattered and you sounded totally perfect, here you go dear anon~ hope you enjoy

warnings: established relationship, fluff, cursing, make out session, unedited (it’s rllly late like 1:30 am late, pls forgive grammar mistakes)

> donnie’s < > raph’s < > mikey’s <

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‘ So are you down? ‘ -Leon 💙

‘ I don’t know… ‘ -Y/n ✨

‘ Scared of a little exercising?? C’monnn pleaseeee, I promise the lair will be empty, just us ;) ‘ -Leon 💙

‘ you’re such a dork! exercising?! lolllll ‘ -Y/n ✨

‘ yeah, exercising our lips ;333 ‘ -Leon 💙

‘ …im coming, can’t we just say kissing? ‘ -Y/n ✨

‘ NO, it’s exercising, and that’s final! kissing is for losers ‘ -Leon 💙

‘ Hello???? Are u on ur way?? ‘ -Leon 💙

‘ :( Y/nnnnnnn answerrrrr meeeeeee ‘ Leon 💙

Leo huffed as he let his phone rest on his upper plastron. You did say you were coming so maybe you were already on your way? Though he could’ve just portaled you here, that would’ve been way faster, and he wouldn’t be in his head with worry right now. He licked his lips, and then rolled out of bed. The rest of his family was out at a comic con he opted out of going, he had this idea in his head for a while now. The next time his brothers had plans he was going to invite you over, and well… kiss you. A lot.

The two of you hadn’t really gotten to do so lately. Every moment ruined by one of his brothers suddenly appearing right as he worked up the nerve to lean in close to you. He groaned to himself as he remembered. Leo walked pass the projector room, seeing that even Splinter was probably tucked away in his room. Perfect! Maybe he could set the mood, put on a movie for it to be a bit more natural than just dragging you to his room. Yeah, that didn’t seem obvious. Even though he had already told you exactly what he wanted to do, he still didn’t want it to be forced.

He was scrolling through the movie selections on Netflix when he heard you approaching. You liked the play music on your phone as you descended the long ladder that led to the sewers, listening to the sound echo off the walls. Leo scrambled up from his Pops recliner. Rushing to greet you. You were looking down at your phone as you entered the lair, turning off the music. “Ahem!” Leo cleared his throat for your attention. (He did that because you told him many times before that he was too quiet when entering a room! Often scaring the daylights out of you since he was so silent.) You looked up immediately giving him a bright smile.

“Hey,” you said softly and he quickly scooped you up into his arms. Giving you a twirling hug before placing you back on your feet, whispering back a “Hi” in your ear. “So, we exercising or what?” You waggled your brows at him and he snickered, liking how eager you were. “Duh, though I thought maybe a movie-“ Leo was cut off by the sound of your laughter as you shook your head. “Chickening out already?” You teased and he felt his cheeks burn. “What? No! I just thought it would be.. I don’t know!” He spoke quickly and grabbed your hand, dragging you along to the projector room, grumbling about how he should’ve just carried you to his room.

“Alright alright, no need to wallow, what movie were you thinking of!” You squeezed his hand, as he finally let go to grab the remote again. Scrolling faster now to hurriedly just find something decent and chuck the remote away. The screen was moving so fast that you were giggling again, thinking his sudden enthusiasm very cute. “You laughing at me?” He asked, raising a brow bone. “You’re just too cute,” you said jokingly. “I’ll show you cute!” Leo grumbled, giving up on finding a good one and just selecting whatever the remote was hovering over. “Really?! A animal documentary??” You exasperated, paying more attention to the choice you thought he had made and not at the devious look in his eyes.

“It’s informational! And maybe it’ll give you a few tips on turtles,” he winked. But you missed it completely, trying to point out that this show was obviously titled, “Meerkats in the Wild,” and how it couldn’t possibly be about turtles or any other animal for that matter! Leo took advantage of this distraction to sidle up right next to you. One hand stroking your arm for your attention. You looked over, and your eyes widened as he quickly darted forward pressing a kiss to the corner of your lips. You blinked as he leaned back, looking up at the tv screen like he hadn’t just kissed you. A smirking smile gracing his face as he felt your stare. Two could play at that game. You moved your knees underneath you, sitting on them to give you a little more height that would allow you to press a kiss on the side of his head, on his bandana specifically. It was feather light, and as he turned his face at the feeling, you pressed another kiss on him, this time on his forehead. “Mmm,” he muttered lowly, calling attention to his pursed lips that were awaiting the same treatment.

Your hands went up, cupping his cheeks as you couldn’t help your smile, thinking to yourself, adorable, as you did exactly what he wanted. But it was the same soft touch. Barely a touch at all and it had Leo groaning, “Such a tease.” You giggled, “wanna show me how it’s done then?” You were challenging him, goading him. And it totally worked as he bit down on his lower lip, thinking of how much he wanted to show you exactly. But he blew out a breath and grinned, “now remember you asked for it baby.” His hands came up to where you were still holding his face, pulling them down and placing them on his shoulders. He wasted no time in grabbing your hips next, wanting you closer, as he pulled you into his lap. You squealed at the sudden change, of course he was going to make the most out of your challenge.

His lips came crashing down on yours once he had you right where he wanted you. A hand grazing up your back and going into your soft hair. He was like a whirlwind, doing too much all at once and overwhelming all of your senses. His other hand held your hip, keeping you steady, his teeth occasionally nipping at your lips, but mainly he was kissing you like his life depended on it. That was Leo for you, when it came to a challenge that he wanted to win, he’d do anything. And he was doing a lot. You tapped his shoulders, trying to pull back for air but his hand in your hair kept you from moving backwards. You gasped in his mouth, as he finally drew back a couple of centimeters. “Breathless already?” He teased, kissing your cheeks as you continue to breath in sweet oxygen. “Who’s the tease now,” you retorted and he chuckled against your skin, moving his lips lower to your neck and pressing a firm kiss to where your heart beat fluttered.

“Nervous love?” He questioned as his face came back up, looking into your eyes, his own dancing with amusement. He definitely thought he won. Your eyes narrowed, not one to back down either, and he was excited at the prospects of what you would do. He leaned back, shell hitting the back of the couch. “No no, just had to catch my breath is all,” you clarified. The smile he gave you, so utterly handsome, should’ve been illegal. You couldn’t wait to wipe that smug smile off of his lips, you much rather it when he was the one flustered. So with that in mind, one hand left his shoulder, your index finger slowly tracing the lines of his upper plastron. Your eyes never left his, and you could tell he was already trying to keep still. To not twitch underneath you and show how much you affected him just by that touch alone.

When suddenly, loud laughter could be heard from the entrance of the lair and you all but flung yourself to the other side of the couch at the sudden intrusion. “You’ve gotta be shitting me,” Leo growled as Mikey ran into the projector room just seconds later. “Leo Leo Leo!!!” He sang happily not seeing the way one of the blue turtle’s eyes twitched. “Yeah Mikey?” He sighed, and ‘oomphed’ as his little brother dove onto him, then shoved a dvd in his face. “Guess who got another limited edition movie to add to the collection!!! It’s Jupiter Jim!!” He squeaked happily! Leo plastered on a fake smile, “oh wow!” He said trying to appease his little brother while stuffing down his feelings of disappointment. His mind was anywhere but Jupiter Jim movies. No he was replaying the way your eyes shifted into one of seduction as you became more than confident in his lap. His eyes met yours, his irises crackling with desire, he wanted those lips again.

You just winked at him and then turned back to Raph and Donnie who were explaining in great detail about the things they bought at comic con. Leo held back a groan. As Mikey declared they all had to watch the new movie right now. His plan to escape with you into his room, thoroughly thwarted. He wanted to throw a temper tantrum. There was no way his brothers hadn’t done this on purpose. They always seemed to interrupt at the best parts! Just when things were getting interesting. Needless to say, Leo sulked the entire movie. Only putting a smile on his face when Mikey would turn looking for his older brother’s reaction to the movie. Leo couldn’t say he paid much attention to it either. Though he would steal glances at you. Of course, Raph had sat between the two of you. They totally did it on purpose, Leo surmised. Bunch of exercise blockers, that’s what they were!

Halfway through the movie, Leo leaned all the way back into the couch cushions. Hoping he would just get swallowed up at this point. When his eyes turned your way, he hadn’t been expecting you to already be staring at him. His green cheeks turned a shade darker. It didn’t help that you were biting your own lip, Pizza Supreme in the sky, you were such a tease! And then he suddenly understood. You were doing this purposefully! And when it clicked, it must’ve been written all over his face because your lips broke out into a mischievous smile. His eyes narrowed playfully, oh just you wait! One of these days the lair will be empty for more than 30 minutes (they were definitely gone for more than that Leo!) and I’ll show you who’s the real tease around here!

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elsweetheart · 1 year

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Hi!! I feel like u write Ellie and Abby the best and I love ur writing 😭 Can u do Ellie’s reaction to reader dressed in lingerie for her?

tht is so sweet 🥹 i feel like there are writers way better on here but thank u so much for enjoying my stuff <333 i will do some lil hcs for ya

pretty little lady.

🎀 kinda nsfw. reader raiding an abandoned victoria’s secret (the dream) and showing ellie what she found ;)

• so you’d wandered off on a supply run and hit the jackpot, an old victoria’s secret store — fully stocked, because who was raiding underwear stores in an apocalypse? ellie was off grabbing necessities, so you shoved a few lingerie sets into your backpack sheepishly and wandered out, finding her again. “stop wandering off, you little worm.” she poked your butt when you arrived back by her side, none the wiser.

• it was raining outside later that night, the two of you had cleaned up and now she was lounging around in your shared room, wearing her hoodie and sweatpant shorts. you slipped away, settling on a lacy pink set. you checked yourself out, smiling giddily at the way it cupped your ass and pushed your tits up. it wasn’t often in the world you lived in that you could feel truly pretty, let alone glamorous. you fished further into your backpack, coming across the cute white stockings you’d taken with pink bows at the tops of them and pulled them up your legs. your stomach swirled, giddy and nervous. it bottomed out between your legs, fizzling into warm excitement at the thought of ellie taking it off you.

• you get back into the bedroom to find ellie laying about, reading a book she’d found earlier on your supply run. “els, can i show you something?” you stood in the low light, your hoodie and sweatpants pulled over your lingerie. “uh-huh?” she tossed her book aside, sitting up slightly in concern. you exhaled with a nervous smile, reaching for your hoodie zipper and beginning to pull it down. “well i already like where this is going.” she raised an eyebrow with a grin, sitting up more on the bed making you snort.

• “shush, dork.” you flushed, revealing your new bra. you pulled your pants down, kicking them to the side before standing before her in all your lacy pink glory. “well, what’dya think?” you clasped your hands together shyly, looking down at yourself to avoid looking at her. she was quiet, so you peeked up to find her taking in all the small details, a smirk plastered on her face. she scooched to the edge of the bed, holding a hand out. “i think… you should come closer.” she smiled, her voice more quiet and intimate now.

• you scurried closer with a demure giggle and stood between her legs, where her hands hovered above you for a moment unsure where to touch first. ellie was a tactile girlfriend, and she had to feel you to know that she wasn’t having some kind of crazy wet dream. she settled on the backs of your thighs, stroking the smooth stockings before finding her way to the bows at the front, fiddling with them. “this all for me?” her question seemed genuine, in awe of you.!

• “who else?” you shrugged, just as genuine and this answer caused her to look up, eyes all soft and in love. you broke eye contact, looking down at yourself with a flushed smile causing her smirk to widen across her freckled cheeks. her long fingers pinched the bow in the centre of your panties and you held your breath, warm simmering lava dripping down into your heat. “this is very cute, suits you.” her voice was even quieter now and it brought a warmth to your face. you felt special, knowing no one else would be able to hear this conversation— her sweet words reserved just for you.

• “i’m gonna need you to spin for me, little lady.” she grinned, guiding your hips to encourage you to turn in a full circle. you obeyed, and her eyes lingered on your ass, only retreating upwards once you’d turned fully back around. “god damn.” she comment lowly to herself, making you bite your lip.

• “wanted to look pretty for you.” you admit, placing your hands on her shoulders. she stared up at you before turning her head and placing a kiss to your hand where it rested. she then warmed her hands along the backs of your thighs and pulled you onto her lap. “you always look pretty for me.” she began, running her hands over the lace of your panties stretched over your ass. her hands ran up to your waist, and then slowly round to the front, one of her fingers hooking into the underwear that covered your pussy, tugging at it ever so lightly. “these are pretty easy to pull to the side huh?” she leant in, lazily dragging her lips across yours.

• “mhm.” you agreed, urging her to go on. she slowly peeled the lace to the side, exposing your damp cunt split open by your position on her lap. “could always keep ‘em on. they’re too pretty to take off.” she spoke against your mouth, fingers swiping through your wetness forcing a shiver through your body. “s’what you wanted right? you wanted to tease me, hm? if you wanted to get laid, you could’a just said so babe… but i’m definitely not complaining.” she pulled back once more with her infamous smirk to get another look at your lace covered tits before you launched at her, desperate for her mouth to be on yours once more.

♡

#ellie williams smut #ellie tlou2 smut #ellie williams drabble #ellie williams hcs #ellie williams blurb

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lollytea · 4 months

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Can I ask for that worst headcanon of yours, or are ours not bad enough?

Agsvdjnk I forgot about this. Yes actually they were NOT bad enough. Some people sent asks with their hunlow headcanons and they were super adorable and I was like "yall have FAILED the assignment!!!!"

(I loved them actually and will answer them later)

Anyway I'll say it anyway.

I think that when Hunter has reached a point in his recovery journey where he's a lot more confident in himself, he develops this organic harmony between his current self and a dash of his cocky GG persona and it becomes this amalgamation of a personality that is....slightly fuckboi-adjacant.

I'm not saying he becomes a fuckboi, that would be outright character mutilation. He does not align with any of the fuckboi beliefs or moral stances. And also he has no idea that this is a genre of human man that exists. This is just his own concept of risqué flirting that he thinks he has invented. And the worst part of it all is that Willow eats it up.

For example, Willow will gush about how Hunter will reply to her texts where she has tells him about her afternoon weight lifting session with the phrase "without me? [Lip bite emoji]" and Luz will have the primal urge to go walk into the ocean.

Once he gains a bit more weight, he reaches a level of body confidence where Willow receives bathroom mirror selfies of him with his shirt hitched up and his tongue poking out. Can't make this shit up.

She loves it. She swoons. She goes fucking bananas. I think the funniest thing about Hunter and Willow's relationship to me is that Willow does not have the awareness that Hunter is, what many may consider, a little cringe. She's not like "yes he's a dork but he's my dork <333" She is fully convinced that she had bagged an Adonis and everybody wants him. Not a doubt in her mind about it.

So when she shows Luz the "hot pics" her bf sent her, it's a moment of her indulging in a little bit of immature bragging where she flaunts what a perfect man she scored.

Meanwhile Luz has a visceral reaction to Hunter's mirror selfie pics in the most negative way possible. He looks like dudes from her highschool that she has had actual arguments with. She loves Hunter with her whole bleeding heart but in that moment, she wants to tear him limb from limb.

And she can't even say it because Willow is so adorably giddy about it and she also loves Willow to death and wants to support whatever in this wretched world makes her happy. And that is apparently this fucking guy.

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shhh-secret-time · 3 months

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hiii! i rlly enjoy your writing and ur one of my fav sp writers so i was wondering if u could possibly write poly style (stan and kyle) fluff with a shy reader! tyyyy <333

Ohhhh ohhhh I'm so soft for this, I'm weak. I love fluff pieces so much and for some reason they're the hardest for me to write! I'm sorry this took so long! I hope you enjoy it! It's Mermaid flavored.

Warning: Strong Language, Tooth-Rotting Fluff, these boys being adorable dorks

Pairing: Stan x GN!Reader x Kyle

The feeling of the waves brushing against your ankles as they continue their dance with the moon is the only thing anchoring you to this moment. Wet sand beneath your feet seem to sink slightly, molding to show the world where you stood. Only for the ocean waves to take it away.

Each time you came out to this secluded little cove you would challenge yourself to find something new. Yesterday you found a little crab buried under the soft blanket of sand. Today it was a new rock sticking out of the water. Just on the outskirts of your vision, you had never seen it before. Your eyes take in the outline and the shadows it cast on the dark water. The only light from the large full moon behind it.

Night probably wasn't the best time to come to the water, much less alone, but you liked it that way. It was exhausting having to be around so many people all the time, most of the time you didn't even know what to say or talk about. It's not that you didn't want to contribute to conversations and be invited out to things with your friends, but it was hard. You needed moments like this.

Moments with the moon, the stars, and the ocean to keep you company. Some nights it felt like something straight out of a story book. Watching intently as the ocean beckons you to come closer, how She sings for you.

Her song is beautiful. A language you can't understand but a rhythm you can feel. So, you sing back to Her on nights like this. With the sky clear so the moon can hear your voice. You only hope the moon knows how beautiful She is.

So, you part your lips and suck in a cool breath. For a moment it catches in your throat, years of teaching yourself to keep your mouth shut takes over. But only for a moment. After a single heartbeat the lyrics pour from your mouth, a second breath and you're sharing a tune with the ocean.

Sometimes while you'd sink things would brush against your legs. Shells and seaweed cling to your skin, and sometimes you like to pretend they were gifts from the ocean.

But they weren't. At least not from the ocean Herself.

They were gifts from your two admirers. The night sky and the large body of water were not the only thing you had sung for.

Two men swam in the water, circling each other in a gentle tempo. Hips swaying gently with one another. Scaled tails twined together so gently like silk across skin.

One colored with dark orange and white scales, with vibrant finned out reds. A deep red that matches the curls in his hair and the small blush on his face as his partner leads him in the dance.

His partner with eyes like the waters they tread. His tail is the same deep blue color with a thin line of silver going down it. Sharper fins compared to the red heads veiled ones. His black hair pushes and pulls against the tide.

The tide that carries your voice and tells a story they can't quite understand. Both men feel it in their chest, the urge to understand. And that urge only gets stronger every time you come out to sing.

At first it was just an accident, they swam too far out. There they saw you sitting on a board staring out towards the ocean. Your legs on either side of the brightly colored plank, swinging them back and forth. You opened your mouth and for the first time they heard you sing.

That strange language, the way it rolled off your tongue had them both in some kind of trance. Deep in their hearts they knew coming back was too great of a risk, land walkers weren't supposed to know about their kind. But the way you sang so gently, so earnestly, it was hard to picture you as any kind of threat. So, like storm chasers they returned. Every night the lovers would come back to the cove that was too far from their homes.

Now here they were dancing under the moon, just like every other night. Tonight, was no different, except of course the thoughts bouncing around in raven haired man's mind. He stops only after you pause your song, looking over at the other.

"We should get closer tonight. I don't think the shells are enough of a gift. The land walker isn't picking them up!" His voice drops to a low murmur as he swims closer to the surface.

"I don't know if that's a good idea Stan! What if they freak out?" Stern emerald eyes follow him, watching as Stan's fingers glide across the surface, not quite breaking the tension.

"What if they don't?" Stan asks, "Come on, we'll never know if we don't try Kyle."

"But we can't even communicate with them!" Despite his protests, Kyle swims up next to Stan.

The man always did have a way to pull Kyle into things he wouldn't normally do. But for Stan, he'd follow him to the deepest of trenches. And apparent by the way Stan takes his hand, he knows he would too.

"True, buuuut when was the last time we did something this exciting. I don't think the land walkers are as bad as your mom says they are." Stan wraps his arm around him and pulls him up closer towards his chest.

"Oh stop, you know she just says things like that to keep us safe. I never bought into those scare tactics."

"Uh-huh, that's why your fins are all fanned out." Stan says smirking down at him.

"N-no!" A nervous stutter and Kyle's fins fold back down against his tail. "Let's just do this before I change my mind!" He breaks from Stan's hold with a groan.

You've stopped your song for the night, content in just getting the emotions out. Normally around this time you'd step away from the caress of the water and make your walk back home. But when you caught movement from the corner of your eye, your body froze. The reality of being out in a cove so far away from town with no one knowing your location sits in your stomach like a brick.

"U...um hello?" You call out to the dark, maybe not the smartest idea but your mouth moves before you have time to think about it.

Your blood ran cold when you got no response, watching as the shadowy figure only got closer. Now that it was coming into the moonlight you could make out small shapes. Humanoid figures, two of them, a bit larger than you.

Somewhere along the way your brain finally made the connection that it should be telling your legs to move. Your legs felt like weights were strapped to them with each step you took back.

Just when you think the two figures will give chase, they stop. Curiosity seemed to be winning the little internal battle as you turned back and watch them. Squinting your eyes to get a closer look at what emerged from the water.

Two men, the water covering their lower waists. Little water droplets trail down their exposed chest, tracing every curve as it does. A breath ticks by, then a heartbeat, before the raven-haired man begins to move again. Out of instinct you look away and squeeze your eyes shut.

Silence washes over everything, even the oceans tides have stopped making noise. Until you hear what sounds like someone slapping the water.

Your eyes flicker over before you have time to stop yourself. You have to do a double take when you see how the man's perched up against the sands. Where legs should be is a tail, much longer than your legs. Blue orbs meet yours and for a moment there's a look of excitement when they meet. The depth of his blues is almost deep enough to make you forget about the fact that he's not entirely human. But when his tail slaps the water again, it reminds you of just that.

The red head circles around in the water a few times. His curly hair clings to the front of his face obscuring most of his features. Between the two of them he looks much shyer and more reserved, like he's waiting for you to make a move. Slowly inching closer to the other, he wades in the water with fins flared out.

They're both beautiful. Unlike anything you've ever seen, myths that have swam right out of a story book. Your stomach starts to do flips and your head begins to spin. It's all too much. It has to be a dream. The one with ocean-colored eyes goes to say something. He opens his mouth, but all that comes are sounds and syllables you'd never be able to make if you tried. When you tilt your head in confusion he stops and looks back at the other. The look on his face is clear, you don't need to speak their language to know the look of, "I told you so."

Their eyes fall back on you watching every little movement. The way your breathing slows. You should just grab your shoes and run back home, pretend you never saw this and go on with your life.

But it's hard when you watch the red head grab a shell and dig it into the sand. When he's finished, he looks up at you and gestures for you to look.

From the way the black haired one's face lit up and tail picked up speed you could only assume he was excited. He wraps his arms around the red head and shakes him back and forth, which only earns him a few grunts and a nudge.

Slowly you make your way over to the men. Just close enough to see what they were gesturing down towards. The fear of being dragged down to the depth by these two was still there, but the other part of you still thought this was a weird dream.

For a shell picked up on the beach, the drawing wasn't bad. It looked like a shaky attempt at a human with their mouth open. If you squint and tilt your head just right it looked like you.

When you look down at him, he grins and goes to draw in the sand again. Lines being dug quickly and traced over and over until they stick. When he's finished, he looks up at you again.

This time it looks like two fish swimming around. Chasing one another in some strange trance. The little spots and stripes across their tails made you realize they were supposed to be the two men in front of you.

The smile that spreads across your face makes their hearts leap. You gestured for the shell, a small giggle escaping your lips when the red head did a double take. The first contact with something so bizarre. Your fingertips brush against his skin as you take the shell and he's sure this is what lightning feels like. A jolt of something he feels every time Stan touches him.

You bend down and begin tracing a pattern in the sand next to his drawing. They slowly move up next to you, watching intently at your work. When you’re finished, they tilt their head and grin, turning to one another and speaking in that language that sounds like rain beating against a car window.

This went on all night, trying to figure out a way to communicate that didn't involve speech. While it was annoying at times, having to play a game of charades with creatures from a storybook. But at the same time there was something so freeing about not having to worry about saying the wrong thing. They seemed to be happy with every little thing you did, every little drawing you made in the sand, and every bit of laughter that came from your mouth.

Stan decided that was his favorite sound. The way your eyes lit up and the way your lips curled to that soft smile.

And there you stayed until the sun crept up, peeking over where He and the ocean meet. The radiance and warmth touched your skin reminding you of the passage of time. Something that seemed to slip by so quickly. It wasn't the first time you were disappointed to leave your little spot, but it was the first time you were disappointed to say goodbye.

The two men watched as you picked your shoes up and gave them a gentle little wave. They left you with one last bit of laughter as they waved with their hands and their tails. Before you could turn away, they flung themselves back into the water. Bodies twist and turn in the water as they come in contact with the cool waves.

The walk home felt heavy, but not in a way that was uncomfortable. The weight of something new, whatever it was, felt good.

Since that night your little secluded space has been accompanied by your two friends. Tracing memories into the sand, learning about one another the best you could.

There was only so much one could learn from pictures. That didn't stop you from trying, however. Over time you learned the two men were partners in all ways. Their love for each other ran deep, apparent in the way they smiled at each other. You didn't need a common tongue to see the love there. How beautiful.

You learned that they only come to see you at night. It took a while to piece it together, but eventually it clicked. Even though they were quick to trust you, didn't mean they were quick to come out in broad daylight. It was just safer this way and to be honest, you didn't mind.

Most nights were spent with you singing to your heart’s content. Watching in amazement as they graced your song with their dance. Sharing things from your different lives. They showed you fish that you've never seen before, rocks and plants. Things found only in the deepest parts of the ocean. And in return you showed them fruits and vegetables, foods they wouldn't normally be able to taste without it getting soggy. It was fascinating watching them react in different ways to the taste of things. The raven haired one seemed to like most of the things you brought, there were a few things he preferred over the other.

But the red head seemed to be a bit pickier about what he liked and didn't. Everything you brought was fine until the day you brought them bananas. Showing them how to peel it and eat the inside, not the outside, was the easy part. The hard part was not laughing when the red head immediately spit it out and tossed it so far into the ocean, that it disappeared in the dark. Even harder so when his partner laughed at him, sounding like waves crashing into a ship.

After you finished the small picnic that you packed, you stood up and began your song. Something you were working on in between nights that you couldn't come see the pair. Nights where it stormed or if the weather was too bad.

And like clockwork the two began their dance. It was hard to see in the depths of the ocean, the dark blues masquerading in their movements. But that was never the reason you sang in the first place; it was just a bonus to have an audience.

Your song is cut midway when the red head swam up to you, leaving his partner with the upper half of his head sticking out. You watch as he twists his body and tail, circling you like he's beckoning you to come into the water. Drawing in a breath, his movements feel hypnotic. In a way that doesn't take away your agency, almost comforting.

Each step deeper feels less like treading water and more like walking on air. The water rises to your waist, then to your stomach, then your neck and soon you're no longer walking but floating. Clothes cling to you like second skin, but the consequences be damned now. You damned them long ago when you chose to stay on the beach that night.

Inhaling as deeply as you can, precious oxygen fills your lungs. You dip your head into the cool water and immediately your hair begins to flow around you. The men stare in amazement, quickly circling you. As one circles your back, fingers brushing through your hair. The other is already in front of you staring into your eyes.

It's like seeing you in a new light for them. Their fingers brush over every part of exposed skin. Watching as you kick your legs to tread the waves.

"It must be hard to move without fins. Looks exhausting." The red head speaks making your eyes go wide.

You can understand him.

"I dunno, kinda looks like they're using their hips! I told you they wouldn't hate coming in the water!" His partner responds with a smug smile.

You can understand him!

"Hmm!" Before you could stop yourself, you open your mouth is shock, bubbles of air floating to the top.

"Is the land walker trying to breath in the water, Stan?"

"I don't know? I thought they couldn't do that."

Stan. The black haired one's name is Stan. You could understand them and had no way of communicating. This is what it must feel to be a fish trapped behind glass. The irony is almost funny.

What isn't is the way your lungs begin to burn. It feels like you just stepped into their world and now you have to step away from it. With a quick kick of your legs, you push yourself back up to the surface, taking deep breaths once you break. The men follow you still circling around you, if you didn't know any better think, they were hungry sharks looking for their next meal.

Their eyes train on you. Watching every little movement just like that night. Past the rocking waves you can almost make out their lips moving. Talking to one another and conversing.

Just as you contemplate going back down, you feel a hand on your ankle. Stan looks up towards you and his eyes light up. Either the lack of air or too much salt water is making you go crazy, it almost looks as if he's asking to pull you back down. It makes your heart flutter to know that you're able to understand them even though you've only known them a short time.

You take another breath and nod at him. He wastes no time pulling you back down towards him. His partner’s hands come down to your waste, acting as an anchor. Their bodies pressed against yours in such a way that reminds you that they're still shirtless. You only hope they can't see the blush on your face.

"So, you're sure this will work Kyle?" Stan asks, his eyes flickering from you to the red head behind him.

"Only one way to find out, go ahead. If it does, we can explain ourselves." Kyle speaks so softly, almost as softly as his hands on your hips squeeze.

You want to say something, ask them what they mean. The little muffled noises you make are enough to catch their attention again. Stan takes a deep breath and looks down at you. But his eyes don't land on yours, they travel down to your lips.

His head dips down slowly, giving you plenty of time to pull away. He understands the move he makes is bold. But when you don't pull your head back, when you don't struggle against their hold, he places his lips onto yours. They're soft. Gentle. Almost perfect. They feel like the rocking of waves, lulling you into feeling of mental repose.

It isn't until he pulls away that you realize you're not holding your breath. You haven't for a while. The loss of his kiss makes your eyes flutter open slowly. He states down at you and cocks his head to the side.

"I think it worked? They're not freaking out." Stan breaks the silence with a murmur.

Kyle's hands move off your hips just as Stan pulls away from you. They move around you again watching as you float there.

You open your mouth and feel strange, like your tongue doesn't quite fit in your mouth. But it does, the taste of the saltwater brushing against it reminds you that it's there. A few bubbles escape your mouth but nothing like before. You hesitate for a moment before drawing in.

When your lungs don't burn like you expect them to, you do it again. Breathing out and then back in. Each time is different until it feels like breathing. You look down at your hands and then back at the men who are grinning from ear to ear.

"It worked! Oh shit!"

And you laugh. You laugh at the comment. At the situation. At the jubilation in your heart. You're under the water breathing as they would. Each time you breath in so do they. It makes you wonder if their hearts are beating with yours.

"I can't believe this." Your voice is so small, it's hard to make it any louder.

"I can't either." Kyle responds to you with a chuckle, crossing his arms over his chest. "It was my idea and Stan gets to kiss you first."

He responds to you. Talking to you like it's something he's done every day this week. Between the three of you Kyle looks like he's the only one not freaking out, because as you look at Stan, he has the same dorky grin that you're sure is on your face.

"Wait, but how am I able to do this?! Why can I understand you guys?! How did you know to do this?!" The questions spill from your lips faster than either men have time to answer.

"Kyle read it in some book! Apparently, we used to interact with you land walkers a lot in the past." Stan says circling around you again.

"It wasn't some book dude; it was a journal left behind by someone who fell in love with a land walker. They figured out our kisses grant them the ability to breath under water for a short time." Kyle follows Stan in the circle almost like he's compelled to do it.

"But why?"

"Dunno, I didn't really read the rest of it. I was just excited that we could bring you down here with us."

"Should have seen the way he swam into my room~! It was cute!"

"Shut up!"

"No way dude, you're cute. You just have to accept it! The sooner you do the easier it'll be for all of us!"

You smile at their bickering even though you could understand them, it didn't feel different than when you couldn't. Trying your best to keep up with their circling, your body twists, and spins around with them. Their tails get closer to you with each spin, veil like fins brush against your legs. Closer and closer until their hands are back on your body again. Each time you began to float back to the top, their hands would pull you back down. And each time, their touch lingered a little longer.

"But now you're down here with us. We can talk to you and hear you finally!" Kyle smiles down at you, "Just be sure to let us know if you start to struggle to breathe. It'll be my pleasure to give you more time."

The little hum behind his voice makes your face burn, the flirty tone isn't hard to pick up. It made you wonder if the kiss was just an excuse to keep you down here, if they knew that it was making your heart pound against your chest. Did they put their hands on your hips and arms just to keep you from floating away or was there more to the touches? Was this okay to feel this way?

"O-oh um...thank you Kyle and thank you Stan. For um...all of this. This is amazing, I would have never been able to dream of something so beautiful." It takes you a while to find your voice again, so wrapped up in your own head.

"You don't need to thank us for doing something we wanted to do in the first place. We wanted you down here." Stan's mind almost goes blank when he hears your name fall from your lips.

"I-I just feel like it's something to be thankful for. You trust me this much."

"Trust?" Kyle tilts his head and chuckles. "I guess you could see it that way, but honestly it's just selfishness on our part."

Oh, the leap in his chest when you tilt your head at him, that adorable look of curiosity in your eyes. The water makes them sparkle in ways that gems could never. Stan circles behind him and lays his chin on his partner’s shoulder just as he reaches up and brushes some of the stands of hair out of your face.

"As fun as our little games on the sand were, it was frustrating being so close to you and not being able to tell you how we feel."

Stan picks up where Kyle leaves off, "How happy you made us every time you came out to sing. We had no idea what you were saying, it just sounded like humming and chanting! Now we can!"

"My singing means that much to you?"

"Well...yeah. It brought us together, didn't it?" Stan blinks at you

How could he say something so sweet so bluntly. If they continued this little team attack on your heart it was going to make the water around your face boil. Out of habit you go to move your hands to your face to cover them. But it's like they had a read on your movements and their hands come up to take your wrists.

Kyle takes over and pulls you to his body, his arm moves around your waist. You can feel the laughter rumble up through his chest from how close he's holding you. "Before Stan got the idea to come up to the shores, we used to dance by the rocks for hours. Something about the way you sing, it's irresistible."

"At first it was just supposed to be a one-time thing, but then we came back and there you were." As Stan speaks Kyle twirls you around.

Letting his hold on you go, the momentum spins you towards Stan whose hands find your hips. He lifts you up in the water, twisting his body around in a gentle waltz. When you gasp, he only laughs and lets you go just as your body flips back. Arching your spine, you follow the movement into a full flip where your hands find his.

"Singing again. Pulling us into a trance again, and again, and again." Every whisper of the word 'again' and he gets closer to your face.

Your eyes flutter shut getting ready for another kiss from the man in your arms. It never comes, but the feeling of being pulled away makes you open your eyes again. Kyle's arms, the paler skin, finds purchase on your waist and pulls you down out of Stan's hold. You get a quick glimpse of his pout before he goes to circle the both of you.

"I don't know if love at first sight is the right way to describe it, but you made Stan and I feel something we only felt with each other. So, we had to get you down here. Needed to know everything about you, had to hear your voice and tell you how we felt." Kyle confesses as he lets you go and follows his lover in the circular motion.

You're in the middle of their dance now, yet you feel a part of it. You feel a part of them and everything they felt. Kyle was right, maybe love was too strong of a word but there was something akin to it. Something like you felt for the moon when you sang to Her or the ocean, yet this felt grounded. Heavy like how you felt that night you walked home the first time.

The feeling was overwhelming you, starting to boil over that you were sure that tears were spilling from your eyes. You've never cried from happiness like this before, much less cried under water. What could you say to that? Thank them again? You'd be here all night thanking them until you needed air again.

So instead, you opened your mouth and began to sing. Your voice echoes through the deep, letting the undertow take your song to places you know you'll never see. Even now it's impossible to think about just all the places your voice will carry you, but it doesn't matter. Now when it's lead you here. In this beautiful moment surrounded by admiration and a heart’s desire.

Just as the waves push forward, Kyle rides the momentum towards you. Pressing a kiss into your lips. He silences your song for just a moment before continuing his ride.

Just as the waves pull back, Stan lets it carry him towards you. His lips replacing his partners on yours. The song resumes when he's pulled away.

Push and pull. Song and dance. How poetic that you would fall in love with the moon and ocean.

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harufluff · 2 years

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’a little longer?’ 西村力

warnings - none :)))) (unless you count angry jay as a warning...)

genre - fluff, kinda angst??? niki x gender neutral!reader

requested - kinda??? i requested to write an idea from someone….

a/n - im stealing the idea from @sieunslov3ly (with consent down worry). thanks for letting me use this btw!!! ilyyyyy <333

'I DONT WANNA LEAVE THOUGHHHHH'

you were pretty sure your neighbors were pissed by now. but what could you say? its young love between teenagers, what are you gonna do.

'riki you have to go home.'

reasoning with him is a no go. not even his hyungs, who you are trying to not worry at the moment, can get him to do something he doesn't want to do.

long story short, hanging out with your boyfriend was great! you went out for dinner and walked around shops until you both god tired and went back to your place for guess what? snuggles!!!

when you guys got home you just got in bed and talked for a few hours, but that gets boring fast considering you had been together all day, and you both started repeating subjects.

but now he's been at your place for three hours, after you spent three hours together out in the world. you've been together for six hours, starting at 6:00...

he's been doing nothing accept kissing you everywhere possible for the entire time.

and now its 12:00 am...oh this was not going to end well for you for riki. what you dont know is that his phone has been on silent this whole time, leaving him to not notice the notifications on his phone.

'c'mon, we should get out of bed and check the time.'

you say, dreading it but knowing you should for both of your well being. if you stayed there any longer your legs might fall off.

'but I dont want to...its so comfy here...'

you smile to yourself at your boyfriends cute, sleepy remarks.

'lets at least go check out phones just incase. hopefully no one died while we were in there'

riki gets up behind you and follows you like a lost puppy to where you left your phones coming into the house. before you even get to all your stuff you here a phone buzzing.

'riki, your getting a call.'

'oh really? its probably my hyungs checking in on me'

you grab his phone and pass it to him, grabbing your own in the process. when he answers the phone all the sound that comes out is..

'YAH NISHIMURA RIKI. YOU WERE SUPPOSED TO BE BACK LIKE 3 HOURS AGO.'

jay's voice is heard on the other side of the phone. riki pulls the phone away from his ear, the yelling being loud enough to hear even though it's not even on speaker phone.

'sorry hyung, we got distracted'

'YOU BETTER BE HOME IN 10 MINUTES OR YOU'LL BE HEARING THIS ALL OVER AGAIN.'

he hangs up the phone before anything else can happen.

'come here, you better get ready to leave before we both get yelled at'

you walk him to the door, grabbing his stuff in the process so you can get him out the door and back home safely.

'but I dont wannaaaaaa. please dont make me y/n.'

he pouts at you with a full on puppy dog face, hoping that could give him a little longer with you.

'no. cmon you gotta g-'

youre sentence is cut short when riki pushes you up against the door. youre trapped. the door at your back, riki infant of you, his arms on the sides of you. there is no way out.

'please'

a kiss to your forehead

'please'

a kiss to your temple

'please'

a kiss to your cheekbone'

'please'

a kiss to your nose

'please'

and finally, a kiss to your lips. a long, passionate kiss that lingers even after he pulls away to say,

'please dont make me leave'

when he pulls away to get a look at your face, his eyes light up at seeing the pink blush on your cheeks.

'oh my god I made you blush'

he pulls his hands away from the door to place them on your cheeks and move your head to see the blush further.

'yea you always do you dork! now get out of here before you get yelled at again!'

you yell at him while pushing him out the door to go home.

'now go ho-'

'can I have one more?'

he stand below you, two steps down, just below your nose. you stare into his pleading eyes for a second before stepping just outside to lean over him and give him one finally kiss.

'now go home idiot.'

'I love you too'

he smiles then runs away happily in the direction of his dorms. oh he was getting yelled at tonight...

none of the images used in this post belong to me

credit to the owners ☺︎

I hope you liked it! thanks again to @sieunslov3ly for letting me write her idea. ily youuu!

written by harufluff | do not copy steal or repost on other websites

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wackus-bonkus-maximus · 1 year

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What would you say are feligami’s flexes as a ship/couple?

i put some of this in my guide to feligami but thank you for the excuse to expand >:3

they're the smartest couple in mlb (in some ways. most ways.) ((sorry not sorry to gabenath)) both felix and kagami are wunderkinds in their own rights and i love that if you put them together they turn into happy little dorks

fastburnfastburnfastburn. while i would've loved some more feligami buildup and/or exploration, i did love that rapid connection, shotgun romance type thing they did in canon.

they understand each other. it helps that they both know they're sentis and can bond over that shared experience! nobody quite knows what it's like to be who they are except the other. come on that is so so sweet 🥺

they're both the most socially awkward kids in the show. they study human interactions together and compare notes afterwards. "you did well speaking to adrien today. he was glad you did not steal any of his belongings or insult any of his friends." "thank you. your smiles were very genuine. all your practice is really paying off."

they challenge each other to grow. felix helps kagami push the boundaries of authority imposed on her by her mother and her upbringing and her own expectations of herself. meanwhile kagami helps felix become more socially and emotionally adept with all the wisdom she herself has acquired <3 they both help each other not be afraid <333

let's not forget this look (the one that started it all):

also i guess it's not really a flex but i do think it's so funny that kagami's the girl who dates both twins 😂😂😂😂😂 fun future conversations for the next generation

thank you @redundant-lava @bugaboooooooooo and @heartfulselkie for your help on this <333

#pls add anything else that comes to mind if you feel like it!#i love love love this ship #they are my children and i adore them #felix graham de vanily #kagami tsurugi #feligami #ml season 5 #ml season 5 spoilers #ml emotion #ml pretension #emotion spoilers #pretention spoilers

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tonberry-yoda · 2 years

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Josuke

I LOVE JOSUKE. I havent wrote for him here, but I have written for him before, so thank you for granting the opportunity to do so again, this man is so fun to write for. I hope you enjoy anon and thank you for the request!! <3

Heatwave - Josuke Higashikata

Pairing - Josuke Higashikata x reader

Warnings - FLUFF!! no warnings lol

Word Count - 311

Notes - THIS ONE'S GOOD. Thank you again anon! I missed writing for this dork! I hope you enjoy it, this one's super goofy! Have a great day everyone and dont forget to stay hydrated!!! <333

"Ugh!" This was Josuke's 18th outburst. He was pouting and you were, in a loving way, getting sick of it.

"Josuke! We get it! You're hot! Just stop pouting!" You moved from the couch to the hardwood floor to cool down your back a bit. "You don't see me complaning, do you?"

Josuke groaned again. This boy was going to get on your nerves.

"Josuke, stop-"

"I just wanna cuddle you, but it's too hot." Josuke gave you puppy dog eyes that you couldn't help but fall for.

"Dammit, Josuke."

"What?"

You just smiled and reached your hand out to him and he grabbed it, giving it a little kiss. "You're just too cute to be mad at."

"Stawp." He rubbed the back of his neck and his face turned bright red.

"Here I come!" You got up off of the floor and ran over to Josuke, sweat glittering your body.

"You better not hug me with that sweaty body, babe!" He held his hands out, trying to get you to not hug him, but you jumped on him, wrapping your arms around his. You were both way too sweaty for this. It was a heat wave in Morioh.

Could you die from cuddles?

You didn't care.

You pressed a kiss onto Josuke's cheek and made fun of the little pieces of hair that were falling out of his pompadour.

"Don't make fun of my hair!" Josuke pouted and crossed his arms turning away from you.

You just took it as an opportunity to kiss his neck, moving onto his cheeks, putting him into a fit of giggles.

He finally broke loose from you, knocking you off of the recliner he was sitting on and you both had tears from laughing so hard.

You didn't care that it was steaming hot outside, you would never give up being by Josuke's side.

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onconstellationstreetmp3 · 9 months

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mutuals appreciation post time? mutuals appreciation post time

@transrevolutions literally what can i say that i havent already. you are my actual better half & i love you

@the-butter-churner introduced me to fantasy high absolute fucking nerd & drop dead gorgeous mwah

@antique-ro-man im gonna fucking GET you. every conversation with you is a delight even when we’re threatening to kill each other

@luckysheikah brother in tma & obsessing over loser guys named michael <333 & FUCK timezones!!!

@justaboutsnapped best! film! buddy! EVER! i appreciate you so much & our groupwatches are always a delight. brother in mikeyway

@comput3rage our tma & hannibal & mcr phases in 2021 synching up is a blessing i will remember forever.

@toppingjeffsatur brother* in hugh dancy [REDACTED] posting i will finish kinnporsche one day i prommy

@rivertigo in another life we were dancing in the pit of a joy division concert. or perhaps eating eachothers flesh. i love you you freak

@cemeterydrive-world mcr & transgenderism forever. we are literally holding hands 👬 <- us walking in the cemetary

@imhissweetheart raoul to my erik ALWAYSSSSS (or is it the other way around& i forgot.) i love you saur much

@pissditching you & me are literally gerard & mikey in my brain. if they were from the south & born like two decades later.

@ihrtmichael you are so crazy smart & skilled & i love being insane about stuff with you. hrt (🫀) (hormone replacement therapy) michol forever

@rocket-eighty-eight you are such a fantastic writer & crazy smart & i fucking love talking to you. vincent + neil 4ever

@adamshallperish my cool older brother & emotional support literary freak. sorry i keep adding more al pacino moveys to yr watchlis <3

@skullz-online MWAHHH i love you so much!!! coolest little fucking guy in the world & with an impeccable sense of style & taste

@wheresurboytonighthelookslikeenj i have never forgiven you fr the ramin karimloo brendan urie asks. but i still love you

@you-are-constance musical theater gang & fra fee gang Always!!!

@malmalcolm every time we talk i end up dying of laughter yr SUCH a dork & i love it never change

@thegentlemanstar the sun to my moon my best friend if only the fucking Distance was less i wanna hang with youuu

@dearestferns the daily grind is a bit more tolerable when i can wave at you in the hallways. one of the few true friends ive met there

@raccoongrrrl we were actually siblings separated at birth i feel so safe around you & one day we will escape i Prommy

#me.txt #my friends :)#some provably slipped my mind but eh whatevs #hi yguys im feeling Sappy tonight

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nikholascrow · 3 months

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welcome to my page ☆ ———

About me ☆ ———

Hey there darlings <3 I’m Nikholas but most people call me Niko, you can also call me Nick or Neeks or give me a your own nickname if you want I love nicknames and my pronouns are he/him

things I like: seaslugs, flowers and plants, grandpa sweaters, tea, coffee, matcha, sea life, skating (mostly long boarding and figure skating), drawing, sewing, acting, writing, reading and annotating books, singing, organizing, baking (although I’m not super good at it) photography and cinematography, space, random deep conversations, nature

I tend to use a lot of <333 and petnames just naturally if that makes you uncomfortable please let me know, I wanna make sure all my mutuals and followers are comfortable around me

although I really love marauders and some parts of harry potter I do not in any way support jk rowling and I would like to avoid associating with anyone who does

I also tend to not use periods when I’m speaking because they feel very harsh to me and they make it difficult for me to get my tone across properly (this does not extend to my writing)

My Hogwarts house is Slytherin. my Pjo cabin is a ongoing debate but either Hades, Apollo or Dionysus. And my birthday is August 17th in case you were wondering :]

I love receiving asks and dms so feel free to send me some any time about anything <3

What to expect from this blog ☆ ———

I mostly post about marauders since that’s one of my main interests at the moment, but you may also expect: occasional fandom content from pjo (the books only unfortunately I can’t watch the show atm), harry potter, and very rarely starwars. my thoughts on the books I’m currently reading. random little snippets of my life and very occasional fanart for the earlier mentioned famdoms.

My linktree ☆ ———

if you wanna support me in other places consider checking out my linktree which can be found here I make mostly marauders content on my other platforms as well and if you’re ever wondering what I’m up to when I’m not on tumblr I probably have stories going on instagram my Ao3 is on my linktree as well

Fics written by me ☆ ———

Shower Thoughts (pre-rosekiller) - fluff, word count: 423

Out - Regulus’ pov - Word count: 167 Tw: past parental abuse

Out - Sirius’ pov - Word count: 165 Tw: past parental abuse

finally dead - suneeker - word count: 199

She loves me - Regulus - word count: 291 - Tw: child abuse, physical abuse

Destined - Word count: 211 - Evan and Regulus friendship angst

Alone - Word count: 53 - rosekiller christmas fluff

And they were roommates - ongoing - rosekiller

Christmas at the Potter’s - pre-rosekiller + bg sunseeker- word count: 673 - merry fucking christmas to everyone who celebrates and big hugs to everyone who’s holiday experience has sucked because of family

whisper - wolfstar + bg sunseeker - word count: 902 Tw: parental and physical abuse - hurt/comfort

Fic recs ☆ ———

(I’ll fill this in later)

My lovely mutuals ☆ ———

@thedvilsinthedetails @a-dork-yable @coffeedrunk @regulusmeanslittleking @good-oldfashioned-lover-girl @daydream-of-a-wallflower @lady-stardust-incarnate @cademygod @cazzythefrogking @my-beloved-fandoms

if you want to be added to or taken off this list please let me know, if you follow me and you wanna be mutuals shoot me an ask or a dm there’s quite a few of y’all now so I can’t always go through everyone and follow back people I’d love to be mutuals with <333

Final notes ☆ ———

Goodbye y’all, I hope you all have a wonderful day and remember to take care of yourselves I love y’all so much <333

#finally got around to updating this my old one was a mess #theres technically one more fic by me I didn’t list but it was my first ever one and it’s pretty bad so you gotta dig if you want it

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rknchan · 1 year

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HAPPINESS CHARGE PRETTY CURE LOVE POST

i just finished hcpc and i really enjoyed it !!!!!! its not going to be some kind of deep analysis i just gonna be silly about things i like in hcpc

THE CHARACTERS i adore each and every one of them (except for namakeruda i wanna punch him with lovely punching punch)

MEGUMI CHAAAN shes so precious to me !!!! so pure so truly lovely her desire to make everyone happy is so heartwarming megumichan always puts a smile on my face whenever shes on screen ^^

i saw people thinking shes mary sue but i cannot agree :c for me marysue is a character so perfect that theyre unbelievable (!)

and megumi IS believable to me . people like megumi do exist,,,,, and she has more serious flaws than being clumsy and bad at studying;

shes all about helping others but cares about herself little, when shes suffering her pain is hidden behind a smile to the point she can't resist her pain anymore, she worries about being weak and her help is not needed - altruistic people like megumi often experience this feelings too

also she reminds me of my fav person </3 and she motivates me to become a better person myself and believe in love and happiness,,, sorry it sounded cheesy but its true.. thank you megumi ^^

HIME HIME HIME my blorbo !!!!! at the beginning her anxiety and arkwardness, feeling of being not worthy enough to be a precure, escaping from problems felt so relatable :c and it felt so good to see her grow. the moment when she saved iona was so powerful. i wish we saw more of her family when she returned to blue sky

btw i love meguhime as friends and as a pairing theyre so pure so cute they care for each other so much awwww,w,w,,w,w,w, *holds them gently*

YUKOO precious rice bean and the most canonical lesbian of hcpc

i love her rice song its cute and catchy i often chant it ahhahaha

also i like how she always wants to keep peace, to befriend villains and give them love they lacked !!! "why keep fighting if we can eat delicious rice together" SAY THIS LOUDER QUEEN HONEY shes so based for this

i can't say much about iona maybe ??? shes a deep and realistic character and her story with cure tender makes me cry but tbh she put me off in the beginning as it was uncomfortable to watch her being harsh on hime (tho its justified)... but she grew a lot too ,,,,

i expected to dislike seiji but actually he was such a nice character and a loyal friend who actually has chemistry with megumi and role in the plot

QUEEN MIRAGE is my fav villain ever and tbh i can even relate to her

deranged traumatised emowoman ily

the story of her relationship with blue breaks my heart ... the moments when she still wants to be loved by blue but cant resist her anxious thoughts and red's manipulation... HER PURIFICATION SCENE WHEN ALL THE CURES COMFORTED MIRAGE;;;;; HER REUNION WITH BLUE;;;;;;;; sobs

the generals are so fun to watch :) dorks with goofy hats

hosshiwa remains my crush forever..... and oresky and namakeruda are just fuking silly smashing them smashing them

tho their final battle with the cures and their purification was such a deep and impressing scene

i love how brutal and creative was this season with its attacks. lovely punching punch <333 lovely beam <33 princess bullet machine gun <333 let cute girls do some violence

and their innocent form attacks are just beautiful

hcpc is often criticized for its repetitive designs and i sorta agree... but at least they were creative with international cures designs (aloha and bomber girls are my favourite, also im glad to see a cure from my country !!!! cure katyusha <3) and form changes AND FOREVER LOVELY DESIGN JUST SLAYS. SHE LOOKS LIKE A LITERAL ANGEL

also maybe theres a meaning behind the similar designs??? like, all the cures all over the world have similar costumes and it can symbolize they have a lot in common, theyre unite, they are a million-cure team .. while the phantom generals are all different, there's nothing uniting them, there's no team spirit or friendship between them

also the soundtrack is so good and catchy !!!!! i adore the opening and the rice song (and especially honey and hosshiwa's song battle) and the innocent song !!!!

i love the message of hcpc that everyone is worthy to be happy and loved, even if youre in deep despair, disappointed in life, thinking you'll never be loved and thus love is worth nothing - someone is always going to be here for you

but at the same time it points out that love can be a destructive force (red, mirage, dark seiji), that its impossible to be happy all the time, that feeling pain and hate is valid

sorry it turned out so long i hope i could share my love for happiness charge with you ,,,,,

i love you megumi i love you hime i love you yuko i love you iona i love you blue i love you red i love you mirage i love you seiji i love you masukomio i love you phantomu i love you hosshiwa i hate you namakeruda i love you oresky I LOVE YOU HAPPINESS CHARGE

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specksizedgoddess · 6 months

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"so, uh, not to rag on a 'deeply held spiritual belief', but you believe an entity that takes the form of a little goth tumblr girl watches over your dreams and protects you while you sleep?"

"Yep! I mean, not exactly but yeah that's the gist"

"and that doesn't seem strange to you? a little weird that she'd just be out there on the internet as this highly influential force of nature?"

"well, for one she's not exactly 'highly influential' but I HAVE found that in all my dreams I have huge boobs and I'm pretty sure it's because of her."

"... alright fine tell me more."

HSDGHHSHS YES EXACTLY <3333

Giggling and kicking my feet when I hear followers talk about me... there to watch over them while they rest, a little dork there to invade and settle your dreams~ bring your deepest fantasies to life...

... its also a REALLY funny idea that said deity is on tumblr, frequently posting about how much they want to be small and at a cute girl's mercy. Just imagine trying to explain a deity to a friend of yours, except the "scripture" you have to work with is of a little thing desperately moaning and grinding in size scenarios :3

Just. GAHH THIS IS SO CUTE I LOVE THIS <333

I'll be sure to pay them and their friend a visit that night <33

#thanks for the ask!#diviniteve #this is so good #GAHHH <3333

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cheriboms · 5 months

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BTTF Year-End Tag Game!

Thank you to both @bttf-dork and @future-boi for tagging me in this ;w; also pika ur comments about my art WAHHHH ILYSM <33 oTL

This year:

How many times would you guess you watched the first back to the future movie?

Since I only hopped on this time train towards the final third of the year lol: fully all the way through, at least 4! Otherwise I've jumped around a lot while looking for clips and references and stuff. So if I stitch all those together, then we'll say approx 5ish :) The first movie is my favorite one!

Did you get any sweet bttf merch? If so, what?

Noooo, I don't really have any merch for things I like, actually... it gives me too much anxiety to publicly show my interests ;w;

How many cans of Pepsi Free did you chug this year?

None LOL I don't really drink soda to begin with, but if I do, I prefer white (lemon lime) soda anyway :P

What was a favorite bttf fanfic you read this year?

I'm going to be honest, I... don't read fanfic very much. 🫣 I usually end up creating my own stuff (art/writing) when I have free time vs looking at other people's, which ik I need to get better at T_T So I don't have a loooot to rec... that being said I MUST shout out "Emmett's first weather expirement." by @alex-a-fans !!! <3 It is my greatest treasure of the year <333

I also really liked "incredible" by @penny-anna, which I read before I officially entered le fandom ;w; lone pine doc and baby marty my beloveds !!!!!

Finally, like basically all of the Doctober prompts from @doctorbrown *O* Days 8, 22, and 30 are some of my favorites, but I really recommend them all oTL theyre SOOO GOOOOOD !!!!!

A favorite bttf fanart you saw this year? (please give us a link, not a screencap/repost!)

See: everything I reblogged. Jk but fr, everyone is so so talented it's really hard to choose :'0 Here's a bunch of some of my faves in no particular order!!

Did you create any bttf fanart or fanfic? If you did, what one(s) are you proudest of?

Yes I did !!! It is actually the most fan content I've ever made for a fandom since I was in... maybe junior high? So like YUH. Tbh, it's very difficult for me to find what you would call 'pride' in my art so ehh >_>; that being said, I do think that I had a lot of good IDEAS for Doctober (esp days 19 and 28), but my execution wasnt really the best. I would have liked to draw days 17 and 24 (+ time travel day) a little more properly too; like, I'm not as disappointed at how they turned out, but I still wish they were better and/or I could have given them more time. The ones I most actually-tried-and-dont-mind are days 7, 9, and 21 + under the sea dance day. (So many links was probably cheating but tbf I've kinda bent the rules for the past few questions so... whatevs lol). I've ALSOOO still been working on my godforsaken essay, it is 40 pages rn but even tho it's not done, I'm INSANELY proud of it Q_Q

How many times were you late for school this year?

None! B) For one thing I'm graduated lol, but also I'm typically early gang. I'm that person who'd sit in the classroom by myself for like 5 minutes before everyone else would show up LMBO ^^;

Did you watch any other movies/tv shows with BTTF actors in them?

Yess I did!! A... lot actually :0 Most of them were by chance/pre bttf era, but still :P Here is my list as well as I could find, sorry it is soooo long, but what are ya gonna do:

Star Wars/The Mandalorian; The Addams Family (1991); The Tale of Desperaux (2008); Cyberchase; & Clue (1985) -- Christopher Lloyd, havent rewatched the latter 3 since I was a kid and literally went :0 to learn he apparently was in them. Also Kings Quest (2015) which isn't a movie/show but I think it counts uwu

Stuart Little (1999) -- Michael J. Fox, which also rocked my world to discover O_O like hearing it now I'm like "yeah thats him alright" but as a kid I would never have been able to tell you that was the same guy from that time travel movie, despite watching both way too much LMBO

Elf (2003) & Last Vegas (2013) -- Mary Steenburgen, nothing much to say except that she slayed ^_^

Love at the Christmas Table (2012) -- Lea Thompson, I didn't care for it and was shouting "LEA GET OUT OF THIS MOVIE, UR BETTER THAN THIS" like the whole time lol.

Spirit: Stallion of the Cimarron (2002) & Curious George (2006) -- apparently these have Donald Fullilove (Goldie Wilson) in them? Same w Jason Scott Lee (Whitey) in Lilo & Stitch (2002)??? And Star Wars/Kenobi show apparently had Flea (Needles)????? ...HUH.

I binged both the entirety of Law and Order: SVU as well as Seinfeld this year w my sister; apparently Mary Steenburgen, Lea Thompson, & Casey Siemaszko (3-D) are in at least one episode of the former, while Elsa Raven (Clocktower Lady) and Ricky Dean Logan (Data) are apparently in a random episode of Seinfeld each. So like, technically I saw them, tho I don't distinctly remember it :'D Also, I have been making my way through Little House on the Prairie recently, which has Matt Clark (Chester the Bartender) in a few episodes !

Finally finally finally, I watched I Don't Feel at Home in This World Anymore (2017), as well as the LOTR trilogy like. Twice? And they all have Elijah Wood of course >:3c

Was there a memorable moment you heard a Huey Lewis song this year?

None in the wild, no :P But I did end up being in the top 0.1% of listeners for Huey Lewis this year... so UHHHHH take that as u will LMBO

How many times did you fall down this year?

Hmmm idk?? Probably at least 1 I would think ???

Did you get to see BTTF: The Musical? What was your experience like!

Nooo, I didn't even know it existed until like October !!! It looks super fun but atm/last I checked it doesn't come to where I live so :( I should listen to the soundtrack soon!

How many times did your mom retell the story of how she and your father met?

At least three times, and then probably a few times I'm forgetting :P

If you could describe your year in a BTTF quote, which one would it be?

The year in general is definitely "Oh great, the atrocity channel!" LMBO (but when hasn't it been since like... 2020? 2016???). For me personally, I think it's either "I don't know if I could take that kind of rejection." or "Don't talk to anyone, don't touch anything, don't do anything, don't interact with anyone, and try not to look at anything." ^^;

⚡️LIGHTNING ROUND⚡️ Did you get to: go on any trains, skate on a skateboard, ride a horse, drive a Delorean, run in the rain, go to a dance, hang up a clock, play the guitar, pull an all-nighter, read science fiction, or drive thru Burger King this year?

Your future is whatever you make it! So what are you going to make of this coming year?

I think I'm going to try to post more of the things I make, like my art and especially my writing ;w; Most of the time I'm quite George-ish and am too scared to put any of my stuff out there, for fear that no one will like it, so... I need to get better about that. Also I'd LIKE to get a full-time job and my own place some time next year, but we will see !!!

Idrk who to tag :0 ik @brinkle-brackle @mythical-bookworm and @alex-a-fans have already been tagged but havent technically done it yet... maybe also @backintime @tobytost @ectojester @stillpreoccupiedwith1985 @itsthemorph @doctorbrown @knickynoo and @fourth-dimensional-thinker :) but no pressure to do it, just didnt catch if youd been tagged or not!

#cherry tag games #back to the future #bttf-dork #future-boi #this took way too long to fill out LMBO #but im very happy to be included ;w;#so tysm !!! this was super fun :D

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