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klmp11s · 2 months

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There’s never enough male reader content so thank you 🙏

Could I request first years realizing they have a crush on a guy for the first time (you) and how they go about that 💙

I LOVE U I had so much fun writing this 🙏🙏(English is not my first language, sorry for any mistakes)

Characters: Ace Trappola, Deuce Spade, Jack Howl, Epel Felmier, Sebek Zigvolt; (Mention of Rook, Vil, Lilia, Malleus) Warning: male!reader

Summary: first years realizing they have a crush on a guy for the first time (you) and how they go about that.

Ace Trappola

HE'S LITERALLY TOP 1 IN DENIAL OF FEELINGS

Like, he doesn't have time for romance, you know? He is busy studying and in general he is a free guy. NO YOU DIDN'T SEE HE STARING AT YOU THE WHOLE LESSON, THAT'S A LIE

He won’t understand until the very end that his feelings for you are not platonic at all.

Is he holding you by the shoulders? Well, yes, we are friends. Is he constantly in your personal space? Pfft, what's wrong with that?

Does he have a disgusted look on his face when unfamiliar students approach you? He doesn’t know them, what if they’re bad?

This man will literally always be with you, no matter when or where.

Are you going to lunch? Is he with you. Do you need to go to the library to do homework? He will complain, but at the same time he never left behind you while you were walking.

You're the first person he always invites to his basketball game.

Like, you know, he can play and the moment he hears how you support his team and himself, his desire to win increases three times.

He finally understands his feelings after other people pointed out your closeness with him several times. His reaction is “of course we are close, we are best friends” and at the moment he literally “..we are close 🫢😶😳”

Now the troublemaker begins to notice that everything connected with you is important to him

The gears in his field are like this 🔁 and he understands that the desire to be close, hug, kiss, hold, make you smile are not platonic feelings at all.

I also think that for some time he will not understand how much he liked the guy, but as soon as he remembers your image, all questions from his head will disappear and he will curse your too beautiful face, magnificent eyes, your- AHEM

At first he doesn’t know what to do with it at all. Because 1. You are his best friend 2. He is your best friend 3. What if you don't like boys??? The boy is literally broken

Despite this, he becomes completely shameless. Teases, flirts and speaks with the simplest possible hints. Forgive him, the boy is trying to get you to react and understand whether you like him

Most likely, HE will be waiting for recognition. (He's too afraid that you don't like him and it will ruin your friendship)

He is the type that will look at you with puppy dog eyes and when you remark, he will immediately begin to turn the arrow on you. “I am NOT staring. And you? You miss my face so much that you’re staring at me, huh? Don't say a word about his red face, the boy is literally dying inside for being burned so stupidly

Be patient, because if you confess to him, his ego will grow to incredible proportions and he will be the most smug guy ever (you literally can just kiss him on the cheek and he'll die)

Deuce Spade

HE IS SO CUTE, he also didn’t notice for a long time that he feels different with you

Like: “yes, I want to spend more time with him, I look at him often, and suggest we study together. Is there something wrong?"

He's the kind of guy who will randomly look at you and literally be like: Deuce.exe doesn't answer. You 100% caught this look on yourself. You could even stare back for a while until Deuce realized it and turned his head away at the speed of light.

He thanks the seven because you never talk about it

He would rather die than answer the questions “why are you staring?” YOU DEFINITELY SAID ONCE SOMETHING LIKE “do you like what you see?” the boy couldn't speak or look at you for a couple of weeks.

He also 100% told his mom about you when he called her and she could also tease him, because he didn’t even notice what exactly he was talking about you and then he just sat there with a red face looking at the floor

I think he realized his feelings at the moment when you were in your dorm and in silence doing your own thing. Have you heard that people become 100% more handsome when they go about their business with complete confidence and skill? Exactly this moment.

The boy literally didn’t take his eyes off you and didn’t say a word while he looked at you. Do you have to be so charming?

Please don't ask why he's red, he 's ready to get up and run away right now.

From that moment on, he understands that his heart beating too quickly and the desire to be closer are not platonic.

HE CALLS MOM IMMEDIATELY (if the time is not later) he absolutely does not know what to do in this situation. Fortunately, his mother calms him down and says that he should confess to you. I think this conversation took a couple of hours, but after that he confidently decided that he would look after you so that you would like him.

Absolutely the behavior of a handsome prince, holds the door for you, compliments you (even if he is absolutely red), tries to invite you more often to spend time together, etc.

He might even invite you to his home for the holidays to introduce you to his mother 💔

He is the type who would rather admit his feelings rather than wait for recognition. He wants the moment to be perfect and you like it and remember it

He tried so hard that he most likely asked third-year students for advice

They jokingly now call him lover boy.

But after confessing, he becomes the happiest guy. He can finally hold your hand, hug you in front of strangers AND KISS YOU OKAY HE'S IN HEAVEN

The most in love and happy because now he has the best guy in the world.

He definitely invited you to his home, only as HIS BOYFRIEND

Jack Howl

Love is not for him. He's a lone wolf. Stop looking at his tail, which only affects you if you're nearby.

Okay, okay, listen, he constantly stands next to you, sits together, his ears twitch only if you speak. He literally has a radar on you.

Listens to everything you say, goes with you everywhere if you ask.

He doesn't say a word to you if you take his arm

This is the usual behavior of close friends, what's wrong with it?

He definitely realized his feelings almost immediately. But most likely this was influenced by the moment when you asked to touch his ears and he agreed without thinking.

His brain is literally like "yes"...Wait WHAT

Okay now you have a gloomy tsundere wolf

You are literally the most handsome, interesting man he has seen in his life, you know?

He didn't talk about it anymore and he prayed that you wouldn't start this conversation.

He definitely told his cacti about you, with that stupid loving smile, but as soon as he noticed it he immediately became like: 😳😤

He definitely suggested playing sports together a couple of times (the boy just wants to spend time together doing what he loves 🙏 . Yes, you can consider it a date because he won't say it)

Now in the company he is not at all against anything from your side. Hug him? Hmm. hold his hand? Hmm. Put your hand on his thigh? He died

I'm sure that at such moments his tail hit your legs or back a couple of times

Courtship? DEFINED

If you put your head on his shoulder while talking to other people, he will become a statue, as long as you don't remove it.

Courtship among wolves is more tactile, so he tries to be as close to you physically as possible.

He confesses first. Most likely, he will organize a date where it is just the two of you, and he will be able to calmly talk about his feelings.

He is so glad that now he can kiss you, hug you, hold your hand, bite you AND RUSH HIS HEAD ON YOU.

You and he definitely became the parents of his cacti

Epel felmier

Absolutely not. He doesn't like a man, IT'S NOT MASCULINE

The boy just doesn't know what to do

You literally evoke the strongest emotions in him and he always feels dizzy and has butterflies in his stomach when you are around.

Like, have you seen yourself?? You are so cool, smart, interesting, handsome-

WHAT DID YOU DO TO HIM

Boy in Denial #2

He loves you, yes, you are his FRIEND, it’s normal to love friends, isn’t it?? He can't come to terms

He tries to pretend that his cheeks are not burning while you are sitting close together or leaning on him.

Okay, HE'S LITERALLY READY TO FORGIVE YOU FOR YOUR JOKES ABOUT HIS GREATEST, YOU KNOW

He realized and accepted his feelings at the sleepover at your dorm. The vibe of calm conversations, your calm voice, relaxed look and that stupidly beautiful smile destroyed his denial.

Congratulations, you now have a protector and a prince trying to impress you.

He will literally protect your pride, even in minor situations. Did they answer you rudely/hit you with a shoulder? He's ready to punch someone in the face

The moments when you two just communicate become the most pleasant for him. Do you and the person you like spend time together, alone? He will move mountains for this

He will definitely confess first, because that’s what real men do!

(Still trying to impress you)

He definitely had help from Rook and Vil with his confession. Like, no, EPEL, you are not going to confess your love to the man of your dreams in THIS

This is most likely why he was late, but I swear he RUNNED TO YOU AS FAST AS HE COULD

He literally blurts out a confession and stands completely red for a couple of seconds while you smile. (you won’t say that you already knew, right?)

Good good now you have a wonderful strong, brave and caring guy who will do anything for you that you ask.

Your dates are in Harveston because he doesn't want to kiss his man somewhere where Rook or Vil can see him

(He will still kiss you wherever he can)

Sebek Zigvolt

Lmao are you Malleus?

I'm surprised that you're so gorgeous that you can not only make friends but also make Sebek fall in love with you

Boy in Denial #3

I'm pretty sure he realized his feelings when he started thinking about chas more often than Malleus.

Like, yes, you are a good friend, smart, strong, he respects you, but something more? “best friends?” HE THOUGHT IT WAS JUST PLATONIC LOVE

At one point, Lilia began to tease him about your friendship with him.

MALLEUS GIGGED AT THIS A COUPLE OF TIMES

Sebek died at this moment

Like, he’s a strong knight, a protector, sits completely red while they hint at his feelings for you

HE WAS 100% ASKED TO CONFESS TO YOU WHEN HE WAS JUST RECOGNIZING HIS FEELINGS

Okay, okay, maybe he likes you, but he has better things to do!! He is a knight and must protect Malleus! (He goes for a walk with you on the grounds of your dorm because you are bored)

Do you think that because he is in love with you, you are automatically protected from his screams? LMAO JUST THE OPPOSITE

He really tries not to scream in front of you, but he does a VERY bad job. Forgive him, you cause too many emotions for him to think adequately and behave calmly

IF YOU DECIDE TO FLIRT OR TEASE he will literally explode like your eardrums. This boy is in a panic and doesn’t know what to do or say, please let him go and let him and let him scream into the pillow, he won’t withstand such pressure

He will come to Lilia for advice. From this moment on, he will begin to care for you. You can literally lie on him and all he will do is tell you not to do that 🙄 (He is ready not to move if you feel comfortable)

If you hugged him from the front, he might rub his head against you a couple of times, but if you even said a word about it, the only thing you would hear was screams

Just let the boy rest and spend time with you, he tries to do it carefully and respectfully

His date organized the entire dorm. LITERALLY everyone was sure that he would return back with his boyfriend. Also, everything happened somewhere in a quiet place because he could not stand it if at such an important moment someone disturbed him.

HE GLOWS if you reciprocate his feelings. He is happy that now he can show love to you and not hide it.

100% took you after to Diasomnia.

Lilia didn't stop teasing YOU BOTH, now he has another son~

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“Wherever you will go; I will go.” (Atsumu Miya x F. Reader NSFW‼️ 18+)

AN: Hey guys! Here’s another atsumu fic that I came up with while I was on mid winter break in February! So, we all know that he’s a popular volleyball ball player and he travels a lot because of his career. So, why not make use of that fact? ❤️ As always, I can’t get enough of him. Plus, I was listening to “wherever you will go” by The Calling that motivated me to write this scenario 🙃

Synopsis: The MSBY team is on tour in Japan and their coach allows them to bring a guest with them for the first time so that they can get an immersive experience of the team’s volleyball career. Atsumu couldn’t pass up the opportunity to bring you along with him instead of Osamu. You’re his antidote — the love of his life! 💞

Link to the dress that reader wears in the story! (So cute) 💕

WARNING: NSFW, 18+, extremely cuddly fox boyfriend lol, he’s clingy af, he’s so in love, making out, foreplay, smut, squirting, GRAMMAR.

Please take your time and dive into the story, and I hope you enjoy reading! 😇💗

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21:39PM

“Make your first step faster next time!” A teammate said, sitting on the other side of the bus.

“Yeah! Cause’ if you get into a solid attacking position faster, ” The spiky grey haired teammate quickly got up from his seat. “Then the SETTER can make it easier for YOU to get a better set, you understand?” He said.

“Oooohhh” Hinata nodded quickly as he looked up at him.

“Well duh!” Atsumu randomly blurted out, sitting behind Hinata. “I’ve seen shortie on the big court making a BIG ass presence every time he jumps in the air — like a god damn a ninja CAT!” He added, resting his arms above Hinata’s headrest on the seat.

“Y-yeah! It gives us more options on attacking the opposing team too!” Hinata said, his eyes shining with pure joy in the dim lit vehicle. Bokuto, who sat next to the short man, hummed deeply as the rest of the team agreed and laughed together with their close friends. Atsumu grinned at the two men and patted the orange haired fellow’s head and turned his head back to you — to check on you.

“Be right back.” He announced, smiling at your small figure all the way in the back as he stood up from the seat. He patted Bokuto’s shoulder and walked in the narrow aisle to where you were sitting. The moving bus was filled with laughter and joy as the team were headed to their next tour spot in Tokyo. Fortunately, their coach had announced that they could bring their friends or relatives with them for the next couple of days. Atsumu couldn’t pass up on the opportunity. So, he brought his high school sweetheart. You.

You looked up and saw his figure when he got back to his original seat. You smiled softly at the blonde and took off your right earphone. “Hey there, beautiful.” He grinned, still standing in the aisle as he looked down at you wearing the beautiful dress he bought for the 5th anniversary of being together. An off shoulder ruffled dress. Revealing your beautiful collarbone and shoulders. He admired your beautiful body. “Come here you perv!” You giggled softly, patting on the empty seat next to you. “Don’t mind if I do~” he smirked and sat down next to you. “You’re so silly, Tsumu.” You spoke softly, still giggling at him. “Hm. M’ jus’ happy that ya get to come with me.” He puckered his lips for a kiss, playfully . “I’m glad you chose wisely.” You giggled and leaned foward to kiss him. He hummed when both lips met and smacked against each other, playfully. Soft and slowly. He could’ve brought his twin along but he didn’t want to miss the “perfect” opportunity to be with YOU for a few days. He chose wisely, indeed.

“Mmmm.” He broke the kiss and licked his bottom lip. “Whatcha watchin’?” He turned his head to the small screen in front of you. “Watching Howls Moving Castle.” You turned to look at the screen too. “Again?” He said sarcastically. You pouted. He chuckled at your expression. He knows that you watched the movie way too many times. Whether you watch it as his place or at your dorm, or on a road trip, he lost count. “Ya’ a hardcore ghibili fan.” He mumbled. Which earned him a light smack on his shoulder. “I’m Jus’ playin’ with ya~” He gave a throaty laugh and wrapped his arm around your shoulders to pull you closer to him. You looked up at him with another pout and puckered your lips. “Don’t stop. You’re too cute.” He kissed your forehead gently.

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22:01 PM

As the coach bus moved, the mixes of laughter and commotion still flowed in the air. “Yeah. We’re going to “Aman Tokyo” Hotel. a’ heard that it’s a very luxurious hotel. We’re gonna be stayin’ for a week or something….” You hummed as you rested your head on his shoulder and listened to him. He looked so excited about this trip that it made you feel warm inside. “Yeah….That means more US time.” He wiggled his eyebrows at you. “Yeah. I know, babe.” You giggled, resting your hand on his thigh. He hummed again and continued talking about the team’s game schedule, practices and off days and more. You were intrigued by his excitement. And, you were so grateful to be there to spend it with him. “Oh! There’s also some places I wanna take ya’ too.” “Hm? “ Like what?” “ it’s a’surprise.” He whispered. “Tell me!” You whined at him playfully, listening to his chuckles. “Nu-uh!” He motioned his finger and tapped your cute scrunched nose.

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After a while, atsumu was quietly watching the movie with you. The other earphone was in his right ear and the other was in your left ear. He then ripped his eyes away from the small screen and looked out in the aisle. Most of his teammates were still chatting about previous matches they won and the others were sleeping in their seats — scattered around in the bus. Luckily for the two of you, it was very quiet in the back of the bus. With no one around. He leaned back and then looked down at you. Your eyes shined with interest as the movie played. “Babe.” He whispered, leaning down to get your attention. “Hm?” You turned to him and looking into his dark brown eyes. “Come here.” He tapped on his lap. You blinked at the man. “I wanna be closer to ya, baby.” He looked at your dowey eyes. You nodded and he smiled as he moved over to your seat. “Ow!” He jolted, moving the seat buckle away from his ass. You giggled as he made it to your seat and held on to your waist. He gently pulled you down to his lap and wrapped his arms around you. “That’s better.” He kissed your temple. You hummed softly, leaning back against his chest with your legs hooked over his own, feeling even more comfortable in his warm embrace. Safe in his arms, you noted.

A few minutes into the movie, he was getting bored. He brushed your inner thighs with feather light strokes with his fingertips, slowly. you squirmed. He smirked and did it again and you giggled in his hold. “Stooop~” you drawled lowly, trying to keep his hands away from your ticklish spots while you were trying to watch the movie. He chuckled. “Tsu-!” He began tickling your sides. “Ah!” You tried to hold your laughter, attempting to escape from his childish antics. He pulled you back to his chest and tickled you more. “Ts-mu-wah!” You squeaked in between your giggles. “Ya so ticklish~!” He looked at you lovingly and chuckled. “Oh my -ah!” Your head fell back on his shoulder while you were trying to evade his ticklish attacks. “ ah-I’m misSING the g-good parts!” You squeaked again, your cheeks were aching from your relentless laughter. “Hm? Can’ hear ya~!” He nuzzled his face in your neck and kept going. Your giggles and failed attempts to stop him from being so childish were just so cute. Your muffled laughters are music to his ears; it warms his heart. “Stoooppp~!” You giggled, “Tehee!” You squeaked when he peppered your neck with kisses as he tickled your tummy. You’re the cutest person in his world. “Say please!” He teased, chuckling while he increases his pace tickling you. “I’m gonna p-pee~!” You whined, your eyes were getting watery with your sweet giggles. Your boyfriend is so sweet but you might actually pee on him if he doesn’t stop. He stops and rests his face in your neck while you breathed heavily. “You’re too much, Tsumu.” You sniffed, feeling putty in his lap as you looked out the window, lazily. “‘S my middle name, baby.” You chuckled and rewarded him with a few gentle head scratches on his undercut.

“ ’m so lucky ta’ have ya’ in my life.” He mumbled in your neck. You turned your head to look at him and he lifts up his head too. You smiled softly at him and he did the same before leaned forward to kiss you. Your lips happily wrapped around his. Both lips smacking in tandem, lovingly. “Me too.” You whispered softly, giving a few more gentle scratches on the back of his head before kissing him again. Deeply and slowly. The kisses were so distracting that you were missing some good parts in the movie. His tongue circled around yours and he kissed you passionately. “Mmm.” Atsumu’s hand slid up to your breast and kneaded it. “Mm.” You moaned in the heated kisses, his hand massaging the flesh gently in his warm palm. You broke the kiss and looked down at his ministrations. He brought the other hand up and did the same to your other breast and looked at you. Your cheeks felt warm as he did. A satisfied sigh left your lips when he squished them together and his fingers brushed your covered nipples softly; earning a moan from you. “Here?” He used his middle fingers to brush them slowly. “Mm.” You hummed, relishing the soft strokes on your nipples. He stroked them lovingly as he started leaving soft kisses on your cheek. “Unh.” You moaned softly, the feathery strokes were making you squirm in his lap.

Your head fell back on his left shoulder and his lips trailed down to your neck. You looked at the reflection of the two of you in the dim lit vehicle. You oversee the way his fingers strokes your covered nipples slowly and his head slowly moving in tandem with his lips attached to your soft skin. You closed your eyes to relish the pure pleasure that you were feeling in his embrace. Soon after, he pulled down the top of ruffled dress slowly. You felt the fabric brush your skin as he did; even your nipples until he let it rest under your plump breasts. Your breath hitched when he slowly worked his hands to your breasts and cupped them. They were so hot yet so soft on your skin that you twitched. “Unh.” You breathed out, His dark brown orbs stared at your beautiful globes as he kneaded them gently. “Tsumu.” You whispered to him as he massages them together. “Hm?” He said, his eyes not ripping away from your soft plump breasts. His eyes flickered to your hands as it rested above his own. “Ya okay?” He mumbled, his fingers caressing around your breasts feathery but not close to your nipples. Your breath stammered as he did and he smirked. “Wanna watch another movie?” He whispered close to your ear. You whimpered when he started circling your nipples dangerously slow. “Ah.” You sighed, the feathery sensations felt so good that your pussy started throbbing. They were getting harder every second as he did. He chuckled. “Is that a ye-“

Suddenly quick footsteps were coming down the aisle and he quickly pulled the top of your dress up. You quickly sat up and looked closely at the screen — Hiding your flushed face and tapping on anything on the screen to look like you were busy looking for another movie to watch. his hands remained on your waist and sucked his teeth in annoyance, while he watched what you were doing. A teammate was looking for something in his gym bag which was two rows away from the two of you. Atsumu pretended to be interested in whatever you were clicking on the screen, in annoyance. “Oh!” Atsumu ripped his eyes away from the screen and looked up at the man who shouted, “I got them!” He raised his arm. Atsumu raised an eyebrow and noticed something in his hand. A pack of UNO cards.

Really? Atsumu looked at him with a blank expression — as he held the deck of cards up.

He ran back to the front of the bus to sit with the rest of the group. “Can’ they go ta’ sleep early like kids do? Pas’ midnight.” He grumbled. “You’re one to talk, Tsumu.” Yo rolled your eyes. Your cheeks were still hot too. He smirked at you and bit his bottom lip. He chuckled. “I know, baby.” He pulled you back to his chest and another movie started playing.

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1:01AM

As the bus drove in the empty highway, The commotions from the other teammates had lessened. Most of them were sleeping in their seats and a few were watching a movie with their earphones on. And you? You were watching another ghibli movie, of course. Whereas atsumu was scrolling through TikTok.

Thump!

Your body shifted from the sudden bump that he gasped from the feeling he felt from your ass. He wrapped an arm around your form and pulled your form closer to his. Your back close to his chest, he started leaving soft kisses on your neck. Slowly and steadily. It made you feel warm inside. You brought your hand up and rested it on the back of his head — to keep him there. He’s so clingy, you noted as you watched the movie. Eventually, he broke away and looked up — Checking to see if his teammates were still quiet or asleep. He grinned as if the “coast was clear” as he looked down the rows of the bus’s headrests. You noticed that he had not continued his cuddles with you and you looked up at him. “What’s wrong?” You said softly, checking to see if he was okay. He looked down at you and smiled. “Let’s get comfy.” He whispered and kissed your temple. You hummed in agreement and he pushed the seat back. He leaned back and pulled you close to his chest and spreads his legs more comfortably. He wrapped an arm around you and rested his free hand on your right thigh underneath your dress. “I feel like a koala.” You giggled, you looked up at him and rubbed the other hand that was resting on your tummy. He snorted. “My baby koala, in fact.” He chuckled softly and kissed your soft lips. “Mmm.” You hummed and turned back to the screen.

After a while, you started to stretch your back. You sat up and pressed your ass on his member. Atsumu slid his hand and digged his fingers into your side at the sensation. His right hand moved up to your inner thigh and caressed your warm skin. You paid no mind to it. He’s clingy, after all. However, he rolled his hips up to your ass and you whimpered. He did it again and you shivered when he slid his hand up to your panties and applied some brushed his finger against your covered pussy. “Mm.” You mewled, twitching at the feathery sensation. He then slid his finger up and down the fabric slowly; brushing it with soft strokes as you watched the film. The digit felt so good on your clothed pussy that you grounded your hips; applying pressure on his covered cock, earning a guttural moan from him. “Mm. Tsumu...” You called softly, relishing the smooth sensation of his fingertip circling your pussy against the fabric. He knows. “Hm?” He said, circling your clit softly. You turned to look at him and he leaned over to kiss your lips. Slowly, his soft lips enveloped yours and smacked against it, passionately. He cupped your pussy in the midst of the deep kisses and then brushed your clit with his middle finger with enough pressure. You moaned in the middle of the kisses and arched your back; relishing the gentle strokes on your clit. Atsumu moaned as he had already felt the imprint of your clit against his fingertip. You squirmed in his arm as he did. Circling your clit, dangerously slow and then sliding it down to your cunt. Teasing it with feather light strokes. “Mmrh!” You quivered, kissing him deeply at the sensation.

As the movie illuminated your faces and his fingertips circling your clothed pussy lovingly, your soft moans echoed in his ears while you circled your hips against the crafty digit for more friction than you were already receiving. Rewarding him with the same amount of friction his clothed member was getting. Atsumu kissed you deeply with his eyes shut as he did his task. “Mmmm.” You wrapped your arm around the back of his neck while you started bucking your hips up against his fingers a bit quickly. Soon after, he rubbed your clit quickly and followed. Humping his fingers feverishly to your release. “U-unh!” You whispered breathlessly, twitching as you rolled your hips against the digits to cool off your throbbing pussy. “Mmmm.” He moaned, rubbing it enough pressure to aid you, while hip lips enveloped. You broke away from the kiss to breathe. Your pussy was still pulsating with excitement. Begging for more of that familiar feeling it knows too well. Atsumu nuzzled his face in your neck and kissed it softly, as you did. Still gently brushing your pussy against the wet patch of your panties. Slipping against his calloused fingers, easily. “You’re so wet, baby.” He mumbled in your neck, feeling your arousal on his fingertips. “Oh…wow.” You breathed heavily, gripping his MSBY jacket while you were still cooling off.

He pulled your panties to the side and dipped his finger in between your folds. He slid it up and down and pulled it out. “Wow.” He raised his hand to see it glistening in the air. You watched him rub it between his finger and thumb. The thin line of your arousal stretching before you in the dim lit bus. You blushed and tucked your lips in as he did. “Let’s get this off.” You shyly lifted up yourself up as he puts his hands on the waistline of your panties and pulled it down. You pulled your left leg out from one of the holes and he lets the other rest on your ankle. He pulled you back to his chest gently and pushed your legs back. You shivered. Feeling too exposed when you felt his hands slide down and in between to your inner thighs. “Mm.” You whimpered, shyly looking at his fingers brush your puffy slick lips. “Look at that.” He whispered, looking at his fingers glistening as he rubbed your pussy. You choked on your breath whenever it brushed your throbbing clit. “Ahh.” You sighed, shutting your eyes in response to his fingers flicking your clit, softly. “Relax baby.” He whispered, moving your head back to rest on his shoulder as he brushed your pussy slowly, up and down. Stroking the fires in the pit of your stomach as you it pulsates. You whined. Feeling another wave of relief coming. “Just like that baby.” He whispered, rubbing it slowly. “Relax and let it out.” His eyes followed his fingers circling your sensitive clit and the other hand teasing your cunt with feather light caresses. “Uuunnh.” You drawled lowly, looking out the window, relishing the slow motions of his digits stroking your throbbing pussy. “Mmmm. You’re doing so good, baby.” He whispered. “Yeah…you look so pretty like that.” His passionate whispers of encouragement and praises fluttered all over your body. Making you throb with each brush of his fingers. Like soft feathers brushing against your skin and down to your clit. “Ugh.” your legs started trembling. you were feeling a rush of pure relief flow through your body. “U-ungh.” You hiccuped, your body starting to tense up. Soon after, you squirted. “Ahhh” he breathed out close to your ear, praising you for being a such a good girl. Slow yet gentle spurts of fluid came out while he continued brushing your clit very softly. “Ooo.”He hissed. You were choking on your breath as he did — spurting out some more in gentle squirts. “Good girl.” He whispered close to your ear, grinning at you lovingly. He lowered his head and kissed your neck while he still circled your throbbing clit once more; rewarding you before cupping your pussy.

“Mrm.” You hiccuped, twitching as he kissed your neck slowly, whispering how good you did. Atsumu really enjoys pleasing you with his love for you; making melt in his arms. “Look at me.” He said, brushing your thighs slowly. You turned to him. Your dowey eyes looking into his lustrous dark brown eyes in murky lit bus. “I wanna feel ya…more.” He whispered close to your lips before he started nibbling it softly. You lips were like a magnet to his. You both started Licking each other’s lips softly and then kissing it softly. He broke away from you and waited for your answer. You looked up at him. All you could hear was the white noise between you two. Nothing but the sounds of the bus still moving in the empty highway and the light commotions of the other teammates in the front still playing another game of cards in the front row. You nodded slowly and kissed him softly. “Thank you, baby.” He whispered and went back to kissing you. He pulled his sweat pants down along with his boxers just a bit as both lips smacked each other, passionately.

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“Put them in here baby.” He pointed at the cup holders. One that was on your right the other one was next to you. He’s quite innovative, you thought. Quietly, you rested the heels of your feet in each of them. He pulled the top of your dress down and brushed your nipples against his soft calloused fingers. A gratified sigh left your lips and he grinned. He dipped his fingers in his mouth and brought them down to your nipples and began rubbing them against your perky nipples. Another sighed left your lips as he circled them softly. He dipped a finger in your mouth and you sucked it gently. “Ahh.” He sighed, his cock throbbed in his pants. You sucked it gently and swiped your tongue around the digit. “Yeah.” He watched you, mesmerized. “Like that, baby.” He whispered before pulling it out and rubbing it on your nipples. You felt his cock twitching underneath your ass.

He then rests his hands on your waist. You lifted your self a bit and aligned his cock to your entrance. Anchoring you, his fingers digged into your skin as you began sinking on his length slowly. “Ah-ahhh.” He choked on his breath, quivering at the sensation of your soft warm walls welcoming him. He dropped his head back on the headrest as you did until you were fully seated.

“Oh fuck.” He’s already in heaven.

You shyly looked down at his hands on your waist. “Come here~.” He whispered, pulling you back to his chest, chuckling at your shyness. “It’s just us.” He added, spreading his legs further apart. Your legs mimicked the motion and clenched around the length. “Ugh.” His eyes widened at the sudden sensation. “I didn’ even move yet baby, hehe.” He chuckled, teasing you. You giggled softly. “Relax baby.” He whispered, pushing your head back on his shoulder. He slid his hand down to your clit and rested it there as he began rolling his hips up, slowly.

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You were bouncing on his cock as he thrusted into your cunt feverishly in the moving bus. Your breast bounced around in tandem from his controlled thrusts. Your whimpers and choked breathes never go amiss in the midst of his cock stroking your plush walls. He stopped at random times to help you catch your breath and quickly went back to fucking you restlessly. “Ugh-uuunh.” He moaned, hissing at the sensation of your tight cunt stroking his length. “Ah-unh.” He choked up moans made you clench his cock lovingly. You don’t see it but he’s in pure bliss. His eyes shut and his mouth ajar; his shaken pants was the only thing that made you wetter. “Mmmm.” He bit his bottom lip and slowed down. Relishing the deep long strokes entering your tight cunt. You feel so warm and soft around his cock as he did. “Ooo. Fuck yeah.” He took his time to stroke your walls his cock knows all too well. You rolled your hips up whenever he thrusts deeply in your heat. Like ocean waves pulling him in — never failing to rub your g-spot. “Awh. Yeah.” He whispered, rubbing his fingers on your puffy clit, your warm arousal glazing his length.

He rolled his hips up in tandem with good measure. “Fuck.” He groaned, flicking your clit as his other hand digs into your side. You gasped at the sensation and pulsated. “Unh yeah.” He hissed, the wet skin slapping sounds rang between you two. Each stroke rewarded you with a soft brush on your clit. “Mrrm.” You moaned, rolling your hips around at the sensation. Atsumu brought his other hand up to gropeyour breast as he thrusted deeply in your sobbing cunt. “You feel so good, baby.” He praised you breathlessly, kneading your breast the same way you’re hugging his cock. It all felt too good. You turned your head to him and his lips met yours. He kissed you deeply in the midst of the deep controlled thrusts. “Mmmm.” His big soft hands caressed your breasts and gently tugged your nipples.

One particular thrust made you whimper and clench his length tightly. He deepened the kiss and began fucking your cunt feverishly. Your thighs jiggling above his, your breasts bouncing in his hands made you flutter. Making you even more wetter as he thrusts in your sobbing tight hole. “Mmmm.” You whimpered in the kiss, he slid his hands down to your thighs and brushed it, making your shiver as the filthy wet slapping sounds echoed from you two. You choked on your breath when he kept hitting that perfect spot. “O-oh.” You stammered, your pussy was pulsating at the sensation. You arched your back and his strokes were making you flutter so much at the new angle — slamming into you easily. “Unh.” You sighed softly, the tip kept poking your g- spot relentlessly. “Uuuunh.” He drawled, feeling your walls trembling around him lovingly. He then gripped your hips with an iron grip to pull you down — keeping you there. He thrusted uncontrollably into your sobbing heat. His pants quickened as he did; trying to control himself from your tight cunt as he’s aware of his surroundings. “Mrm!” You whimpered, feeling your release coming sooner than you think. You raised your feet from the cup holders — your panty dangling from your ankle in the air. He wrapped his arms around legs from underneath and pushed youthem back. You squeaked at the new angle. “Ts-s-mu!” You stammered lowly, feeling your release coming closer as he bucked into your throbbing core. He hissed in your ear and tightened his grip around your legs. You grabbed the armrests to hold on for dear life. The squelching sounds grew louder as he slams in your sobbing cunt.

“Ah..fuck!” He whined, squeezing his eyes shut, your cunt was squeezing him crazily. You spreads your legs further apart and you looked down. It’s coming. You know you’re about to fall apart in sec—

You hips pushed up and sudden fierce rush of pure relief flows through your body. Quick spurts of your fluids shoots out and you kept twitching as more came out. “Ungh!” You moaned heavily, heeding the sloppy sounds as he thrusts quickly in your cunt. “Agh..agh.” He groaned heavily, relishing the vice grip around his cock as he pushed deeply in your soaked cunt. He started squirming uncontrollably. “Ugh!” He grunted, his hips gyrating as he starts cumming. “Tsu!” You whispered, your body rocking crazily from his ministrations, getting overstimulated. One…two…three hard thrusts and he froze. “Ah!” You squeaked, you twitched up and you squirted again.

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You both breathed heavily. Trying to cool off from the intense sex. You felt his chest heaving on your back. Your eyes were so watery that you kept blinking.

After a while, you finally sat up. You noticed a few wet patches on the back of the seat in front of you — as the light from the screen illuminated your faces. You then looked down in between a noticed small puddle of your fluids on the floor. “Come’re.” Atsumu pulled you back to his chest. “Don’ worry, I’ll clean it up.” He muttered next to your ear, caressing your tummy underneath your dress. He noticed your legs were still in the air. “Put your legs down, baby.” He smiled faintly, giving a throaty chuckle. “They’ll see us.” He said purpose. You turned back and glared at him. Your eyes pointing daggers at him. He read your mind. “We c’n watch another movie. If ya want.” He shrugged, smirking like a fox. You still glared at him.

“I love you~” He whispered, squeezing your sides playfully. hoping that you’d forgive him. You still didn’t give in. He leaned over to kiss your cheek to cheer you up. “What~?”He knows you loved it; still not wiping that smirk off his face.

“I’m booking my own room once we get to the hotel.” You stated, hiding the fact that you did. But you didn’t imagine it to be in a public space. His face immediately turned to a sad puppy face. “Wha-“ he gasped. “nOoo~” he whined, looking into your eyes for forgiveness.

He hugged you tightly. You sighed.

He’s so damn clingy.

“Let go of me! I-I need to pee!” You said, as he whined in your neck. “But you did, though. ” he stopped and looked up at you questionably.

“T-that’s different!” You pouted, your cheeks started feeling hot. You pulled the top of your dress up, got up and pulled your dress down.

“Don’t forget your panties, babe. They’ll see.” He smirked, looking down at the pink material around your ankle as you got out of your “seat“. “Shut up Tsumu!” You blushed and opened the restroom door. “G-go clean up!” You whispered before shutting the door in front of him.

He grinned cheekily as took out his dirty sweat towel and started wiping the floor.

“Too late to change rooms now, baby.”

End.

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k1ngdom-of-thieves · 1 year

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how would the first years react to finding out reader is a girl?

You guys really like these types of requests! Thank you so much for supporting me.

Here’s it with the dorm leaders and vice dorm leaders

First years + Finding out reader is a girl!

Ace Trappola

Despite being one of your closest friends, Ace is probably one of the last people to find out. He doesn’t really pay the best attention to his surroundings.

How he found out was by complete accident. He was walk by Sam’s shop when the man himself called out to him to bring you a package.

Luckily he was already on the way to Ramshackle, so this wasn’t that big of a deal. He was still grumbling about doing “your chores” though. And Ace being Ace, was hungry and decided to check your package to see if there was food in it.

What he found wasn’t food, but an entire box of clothes with women’s sizing. Needless to say, you had an extremely confused Ace knocking on the door.

“Hey!! Are you really a girl?! I was looking at this box-I was hungry- Ugh, I’m making myself look like a huge jerk, aren’t I?”

Deuce Spade

Deuce is another who wouldn’t notice for a very long time. I think the only way he’ll realize is if either you tell him, or someone else does.

It’ll be a lot easier if you tell him straight up. If someone else does, he’s just going to think that they’re lying to get a reaction out of him for a while.

He’s gonna be so confused for a while after he finds out. Please give him a minute before telling him anything else. He’s doing the shinji pose lmaoo

The poor guy feels so guilty over making a simple mistake. Expect him to randomly apologize for the next week or so.

“W-WHAT?? I’m so sorry! I thought this whole time- ugh, I can’t believe I made such a big mistake. Huh? You’re not mad? Oh..ok.”

Jack Howl

Jack knew you smelt different from the others in the school, he just couldn’t tell if was because you were magic-less, from a different world, or just because you were around Grim for too long. The idea of you being a girl briefly crossed his mind, but he didn’t give it too much thought.

He found out when you were complaining to Grim about Crowley only giving you clothes in men’s sizing. Now he didn’t mean to eavesdrop, but with his huge ears, he managed to accidentally overhear.

Jack felt incredibly guilty over listening in on a private conversation, but his surprise ultimately overpowered his guilt. He accidentally lets out a loud “Huh?” before covering his mouth with his hand.

When you called out to whoever was listening, Jack awkwardly shuffled out for you to see, lowered ears and all. He immediately started apologizing as his tail stood limp by his side.

*Sigh* “I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to eavesdrop, but be honest with me, is the fact that you’re a girl supposed to be a secret? Or am I just the last person to realize?”

Epel Felmier

Epel didn’t think much of you more feminine appearance. I mean, he’s almost in the exact same boat as you, so he doesn’t have much room to judge.

This is also what led to him finding out. He was complaining about Vil putting him under a strict diet again and how he was glad there was at least one other “pretty boy” at NRC.

Which led to you correcting him. “You know I’m not actually a guy, right?” Poor guy froze up immediately.

This country boy feels the slight pang of betrayal in his heart; he thought you two were in this together! But it turns out he must bare the curse of “cute” alone. He’s so dramatic lmao.

“Wait, but then how did you- nevermind. Guess I’ll have to deal with Vil’s stupid anti-aging exercises on my own then!” He doesn’t realize that this doesn’t change much of anything, you guys aren’t even in the same dorm.

Sebek Zigvolt

Sebek never considered you to actually be a girl. Mostly because he was always paying more attention to Malleus’s “great deeds of the day”. He literally just helped someone with their homework.

He’s also another person that will only believe it if you tell him straight up. He’ll think that everyone else is just trying to make a fool out of an esteemed guard of Malleus!

If this is supposed to be a secret, why tell Sebek, first of all make sure you tell him in an empty room. He’s gonna be so loud about the entire ordeal.

If it’s not a secret, that just makes things easier for you. Either you can tell him straight up, or someone else will end up doing for you. He’s gonna feel terrible about it regardless though, so prepare yourself for a very loud apology.

“I HUMBLY APOLOGIZE FOR MY TRANSGRESSIONS! I-oh, I don’t need to yell? Alright, I am still deeply sorry though.”

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throughthebluesea · 6 months

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I Wanna Ruin Our Friendship

pairing: bada lee x reader

word count: 2.49k

genre: friends to lovers, bada secretly pining over 'straight' reader, howl is a jerk in this fic i am so sorry, i am a fan of his, some angst, slightly suggestive (if you squint), lusher and tatter being so supportive, lusher's gaydar never miss.

den's notes: got this idea from @deathspartner and i hope i gave justice to the prompt. this is inspired by the song jenny by studio killers, the mood maker of this one shot. not proofread, but i hope yall still like it! i might open requests, btw so let me know your thoughts and comments! i really appreciate it!

"i told you, i can't!"

tatter lets out an exasperated sigh for the last time and rolled away from their friend. tatter may have insane patience at times, but this time, she's had it. lusher finds it hilarious, though. their demise is lusher's joy, after all.

bada scowled at the two. at this point, she had given up with her friends. she expects the two to give her the best advice, but all she got were sighs and laughters.

"ssaem, i love you. but i already told you. you're not even sure y/n-ssaem is straight! give it a try!"

"plus, i don't think y/n-unnie is straight. my gay-dar never failed me." lusher adds.

"it's awkward! plus she's my best friend! i can't just barge in and say 'oh! hi my bff y/n! you're so hot and i wanna say i am pining over you since the day we met' randomly. i will look crazy!"

the two younger ones just stared at their mentor, thinking that she's being too pathetic and overthinking everything.

"plus... she's seeing howl." she said with disdain, and she can't hide how her eyes roll in annoyance.

both lusher and tatter knew how down bad bada was towards you, ever since you were introduced as one of the members of team bebe. you two are the same age, with bada older than you by a few days. you always thought that you two were soulmates because of these factors. your friendship started blooming, and the two of you were unstoppable.

sometimes, bada would get you as backup for the choreography drafts she directs, and you would do the same thing when you do your choreography drafts.

dancing became something both of you connect. and it became the turning point of bada's feelings towards you that is beyond borders of friendship began to bloom.

you had this habit of placing a hand on the small of her back, and trust me, bada tries her best not to crumble on the spot out of pure delight and just... her being intensely whipped of her best friend.

bada would think that what she's feeling is bad because... first, she's her best friend, and she remembered one conversation you had at the just jerk family dinner, and you mentioned that you don't see yourself dating girls.

that shit broke her heart. and bada tried to subside her feelings for you. but... she can't help revive such feelings when certain situations arise.

being best friends with you means that you are open to her about all the boys you had slept with. just by hearing your stories, it broke her. right now, you are seeing howl, a colleague of them inside the academy. bada would silently cringe when you told your stories of your moments with howl.

at the back of her mind while listening to you is that she wished it was her hands touching every crevice of her body, feeling every curve you had, the one hearing your voice when you cry out of—

bada shook her head at the thought and sighed. this is probably her fifteenth time sighing. "it's hopeless."

tatter was about to reason out to her usual banter when she heard shouting from outside. the three recognized your voice and howl's.

"and how the fuck am i supposed to react to that, huh?"

"y/n, she is nothing! trust me!"

"trust you?! howl, this is the 3rd time i saw you with moana! and this time, i caught you two smooching each other inside my class studio!"

"moana is just a close friend! y/n, don't let your jealousy take over your senses!"

"I FUCKING DID IT, HOWL. I SET ASIDE MY JEALOUS FEELINGS BECAUSE I TRUST YOU."

the three went silent, and they can hear you sigh. the two looked at bada, who is staring at the door, her hands clenched in anger.

'what the actual fuck, howl? i trusted y/n on you and you will do this shit? also, how did i not know that THAT jerk is doing this to my y/n?!' she thought to herself.

"this isn't working out, howl. let's just end this... i'll just act you're invisible here and just talk to you for purely business only."

she twisted the door knob, entering the studio where the three were in. they scrambled to the side and acted that they're not inside.

you were too into your emotions that you didn't notice the three inside. before howl can barge in and enter, she locked the door and slid down against it.

you listened to him sighing and left the area. the thought of him not even trying to take you back hurted you the most, and tears fell down your cheeks because of it.

the three watched in silence. they felt bad at your broken state, but bada was more hurt. she hates it when you get hurt, and she hates herself for not being there for you when you were suffering.

bada probably hated howl more because she trusted him that you will he taken care of but the fucker chose to break your heart.

tatter pulled out her phone and quickly typed a message directly to bada's phone, and sent it to her.

'time to be y/n-ssaem's knight in shining armor.'

when bada sees the message, she whipped her head towards the younger and glared at her. tatter rolled her eyes and pointed at you, mouthing a 'fucking go, unnie! do it!'

lusher was doing the same thing.

bada sighed quietly and walked towards your weak figure and cleared her throat to get your attention.

you lift your head up and your eyes grew wide at the sight of bada towering you. "b-bada-ya... you were here the whole time?"

she scratches the back of her head and sat beside you. "actually, lusher, tatter and i were here and... we actually heard everything. i'm sorry you had to go through that. howl is such a fucking jerk." she said, gritting her teeth.

lusher and tatter let out noises, agreeing with what the older said, and excused themselves so they can leave the two alone.

"i'm sorry... it's my fault, i trusted him way too much..." you said weakly, and you automatically leaned against her frame. bada's instinct kicked in and hugged her tight. "shh... this is not your fault, okay? if howl had some decency, he wouldn't do this to a pretty girl like you."

just the warmth of her arm around you unlocked more of your tears and you sobbed, and clinged onto her.

bada sighed and stayed silent for you, silently cooing to encourage you to cry and let it all out. she gently stroked the small of your back and stayed there for you.

you would mention something self-deprecating, and bada would dismiss it immediately, reassuring you.

"let's go to your place?" she asks when your hiccups and sobs stopped. you nod, and that's her sign for her to help you up and bring you to her car, and both of you drove to your apartment.

when you've arrived, she never left your side and helped you with everything. and when you settled down your room, bada announced that she's gonna leave her now (because she wanted to give you space, or some moment to clear your thoughts for a good while), but you stopped her.

"stay." you said and looked at her, and she groaned inwardly because she can't say to your boba-like eyes when you want to get something from her. bada obliges and she removed her cardigan first and scooted inside the blanket, hugging you immediately.

she heard you sigh and clinged her arms around you. "thank you, bada... i don't know what to do if you're not here."

she hummed in response, and pulled you closer. eventually the two of you fell asleep.

morning came, and bada was the first one to wake up. the sight of you peacefully sleeping dawned her, and she sighed. you're too precious, she thought. she instinctively fixed your bangs, and then she stared at your face.

"you're making it so hard for me not to fall for you, y/n..." she said faintly, "i'm sorry for hiding this. i just don't wanna ruin our friendship, but there's part of me that wants it. i wanna ruin our friendship, y/n. i can take care of you more than howl... let me love you."

she didn't realized that while she was talking, she had her eyes close and her face leaned close to yours. and she didn't notice that you have woken up and were able to hear her 'morning epiphany'.

"is that what you want, bada?" you asked softly.

bada's eyes opened and looked at you, shocked. "y-you heard it...?"

"most of it..."

"shit... i'm sorry." she sits up, and was about to leave your side, but you're too quick and grabbed her wrist, preventing her from leaving.

"why are you apologizing?"

"because... i shouldn't have caught feelings with my best friend... but i can't help it! you were kind, nice, talented, pretty, and most of all, you deserve the world and i wanted to give it to you. but i was afraid to confess because you might end our years of friendship, and i know you're not into girls... now that the truth is out, you will hate me and will cut ties with me... i'm sorry, i will set aside these feelings for you. i don't wanna lose my closest friend."

"i don't wanna lose you."

you noticed that she was looking down while she fiddled her long, slender fingers, something she does when she's nervous or she gets caught in the act when she pulls pranks at your crew.

you smiled at your friend and cupped her cheek, guiding you to look at her. there was this fond smile playing on your lips. "silly, you don't need to cut ties with me, nor set aside your feelings."

bada stared at you as her lips formed to a pout. "what do you mean..."

"i'm sorry i didn't know sooner... the one that understands me and takes care of me was at my side after all."

she stayed silent, and you grew anxious that she's not even reacting. on bada's part, she is trying to process what you said.

"earth to bada lee... did i lost her already?" you asked in a teasing manner. a tinge of light blush graced the latter's cheeks and cleared her throat.

that gesture made you chuckle, and you moved your hand to gently comb her strawberry and black locks. after being frozen for quite awhile, bada pulled your body close and hugged your waist tight. you felt her exhale and that made you smile more.

"i thought you're not into girls..."

what she said had you laughing. "i did say that, but the truth is, i don't see myself dating girls at the moment because of one reason."

bada pulled away and stared at you. lusher's voice echoed on her brain.

"plus, i don't think y/n-unnie is straight. my gay-dar never failed me."

well, her gay-dar didn't fail her at all. shaking the thought off, she squeezed your hand, urging you to continue.

"remember noze?" she nods. "yeah. what about her."

"i used to have this HUGE crush on her. i am head over heels on her. everything that she liked, i try to like what she does, eats, reads... just to get some sort of... good points on her."

bada began to blush, since she can relate to what you told her. she began to use the scent you wore because if felt like you were with her, and she gets validation from you that bada liked what you liked, as well.

she tried exploring on her cafè orders, venturing on the sweeter ones because you liked sweet blends.

all of those are hidden under her intentions of being your 'greatest best friend' image. she hid her pining over you under that image.

"we played a lot, we kissed, just your 'friends with benefits' shit, but when i was about to confess, she confessed that she was dating aiki-ssaem. and asked to stop what we're doing and just stayed at friends..." you continued. bada noticed sadness in your eyes, but you tried to smile.

"that was my first heartbreak... and she was the first female i fell in love with. that time, i realized that maybe liking girls is not for me. because i end up hurting. no one knew that story, you were the first."

bada went silent, but her fingers are still intertwined against your own. you were silent, as well, but minutes later, you were the first to break it.

"you know, the first time i met you, i felt attracted to you... but i got scared. because i might end up heartbroken again."

she looked up at you and saw you staring at her. "i like you, but i am scared, so i tried fooling around with others, trying to remove whatever feelings i have for you, but it reappears as much as i make it disappear."

"i think i still like you..." you confessed. bada gasped, and didn't hesitate to close the distance between you two, cupping both your cheeks and pressed her lips against your own.

your eyes grew wide but slowly flutters close as the hidden feelings took over. same goes with bada, all the feelings she tried to hide, now she pours it on the kiss.

she pulled away and stared at you. "my feelings for you never left, y/n..."

you stared back right into her brown orbs, and tears started forming on the corners of your eyes. bada hushed and wiped the tears away before it even fell. "i promise not to hurt you."

and you believe that. she was there from the beginning, and never left despite everything that happened. the pain from earlier slowly disappeared, and you don't fear what the future is because you have bada on your side. as your best friend, and as your partner... soon.

weeks later, things are going well between you and bada, and the rest of team bebe are delighted with the shift. lusher liked the glow that bada exudes during practices. she was more enthusiastic, and she had to thank you for that.

tatter liked your shift from mega depresso mood back to your cheerful and playful self. like bada, you're enthusiastic during practice runs.

but, what both tatter and lusher liked was the shift between you and bada. along with the other team bebe members, they felt love. the glances you two had and the way you two get so touchy (in a non-sexual way, of course.) during breaks. they inwardly groan because they had to endure the love bird moments, but kidding aside, they were glad the finally, they made it in each other's arms.

no more hidden pining, no more secrets.

— fin.

#bada lee #street woman fighter 2 #bada #bada lee imagine #bada lee scenario #bada lee x reader #bada lee x y/n #bada x y/n #street woman fighter 2 scenarios #street woman fighter 2 x reader #bada x reader #Spotify

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can i pls request a small fic where reader is from earth 1218 and miguel has to hide at thier house for a bit to get away? cos he dosent wanna be in a universe where he exsists, you he randomly chooses your house? doesn't have to be exactly like that but 1218 reader pls 🙏🙏

i love this. makes me feel like it could happen to me jwjidkskkkwks (i’m delusional ik. it’s okay) — also I feel like this needs a part two…

╰┈➤ ꒰ 💿 ┊bon bons ꒱

thunderstorm — miguel o’hara + reader ( spiderverse ) : miguel finds his way into your home, your universe. 1816, where no superheroes exist.

contents : kinda suggestive. suspense?? wc 3.0k. check out my spiderverse m.list

you didn’t have much planned for the day. nothing of importance. all that was required of you was to make sure you didn’t leave your sheets out on the clothes horse before the rain came.

apparently a thunderstorm. though the weather information usually stated extremes. no harm in being careful, you guess.

so, when the day got later you ventured outside, lifting on your tiptoes to remove the pegs. throwing the sheets in a basket you felt a very light drop hit your hair. looking up to the sky you could see the grey clouds slowly covering the already setting sun.

with one arm hooked around the basket, you locked the door and made your way down to the basement—to place the pegs back in their designated smaller basket. as you do, you try multiple times in flicking the switch, until it finally turns on.

you jump down the last step, throwing the pegs and moving to retrace your steps when the lights flicker off. “really…?” you quietly mutter to yourself, squinting your eyes against the darkness as you slowly tried for the steep stairs.

with only a slight misstep you reach the light switch again. flicking up down, up down, up down. and…the powers out.

luckily the sun was still barely visible when you walked back through your hallway, letting you see where you were going. you had planned to check the tv for weather news or maybe your phone. but both annoyingly won’t work. you guess that’s indication enough that the storm is almost here.

and surely so, the wind begins to howl as you stare out the window, checking that they are locked tight, as you fiddle with a lighter and a box of candles.

and just as you set up the last candle in your kitchen a noise stops your hands movements. looking to your left—down the hallway—you squint. it’s probably the storm. because the rain had begun to sound like hail on your roof.

and then just as you go for food in the fridge you hear that same noise. you can’t really make out what type of noise it is, just that it’s loud enough to run right through your entire home. you finally step out of your kitchen, walking down the hallway.

you begin to slightly smile to yourself. because this all feels too much like that horror movie you watched the other day. you stop at your front door, looking out through the key hole, and checking the lock as you slide the chain.

the house shook, as you gaze around, before your eyes widen. “shit—“ you mutter, quickly racing up your stairs to reach the bathroom. you had left the window open to help with the condensation.

and just as you began to make your way back down the steps something dark walks across your hallway. you freeze. what was that? you didn’t want to know, now your mind whirring, as you stay midway from taking the next step.

it was just…a shadow…of a tree…yeah. for some reason that got your body moving again, you don’t really know why, because a shadow that dark isn’t just some reflection.

you swiftly peek your head round the corner of your hallway, eyeing your dimly lit house. could an animal have gotten in? usually in a storm animals look for shelter. that’s why when you went upstairs to your bathroom you saw a friendly spider by your sink.

now in the kitchen you sigh, seeing no animal or anything similar. you open the fridge, scanning for food. but that’s when you hear a creak.

whipping around, your breathing caught, your gaze stops on a slowly turning figure. you’re frozen, the fridge light probably displaying your expression rather well. and then you catch this…thing’s face. at first he looked like a man.

until you saw his red, almost glowing eyes, and fangs that glinted in the dim candle light. now you’ve found your voice, while simultaneously finding food, as all you can think to do is hurl it at the figure.

“what are—how—huh??!” you’re now skirting past the kitchen island as the man-thing watches you. your hand finds a salt shaker and as you aim to throw it at his head, his hand swiftly flies up, catching it far too fluidly.

you’re breathing heavy as your eyes now physically hurt from staying so wide. he inspects the salt shaker, before placing it on the kitchen island. he has claws…

“am i going insane…?” you whisper to yourself. because that’s what crazy people do right? whisper to themselves. “yeah…you’re not…real.”

you actually look back to him. your statement a…statement, but you guess part of you was wanting some sort of confirmation.

he tilts his head, eyeing you. “it’s like you’ve never seen a spider-person before.” he finally speaks.

you blink, still pressed against the kitchen counter as if that will serve you some form of protection. in your mind it does. “what?”

he flexes his claws, as you now notice a mask in his grasp. “…are you a robber?” mask equaled robber, in your mind.

he raises a brow, looking throughly unimpressed. He has ventured a fraction closer, now more in the light, and now more visible to you. you’re slightly taken aback. because even though it looks as though he does have red eyes and fangs. he doesn’t look…horrid.

“is that really what i look like?” he asks, as you now notice his wet hair, curling around his face and a certain suit that you swear you’ve seen before.

“no.” you say slowly. “you look like a…vampire.” you could actually laugh if you weren’t so terrified. “are those contacts?”

yes, you’re still in disbelief, and denial. The man narrows his eyes, then glances out the window. you watch him carefully, your hand moving to grab something behind you.

“don’t throw that.” he holds up his hand, still looking out the window.

you stop midway from grabbing an orange as you continue to stare. “what are doing in my house?” you finally ask the essential question. whatever he is he’s still broken in.

then your brows furrow, because you didn’t hear glass smashing…you don’t think. “how even did you get in? i swear i locked everything…”

he looks back to you. “i have my ways.”

“that’s…descriptive.” you mutter more so to yourself. “are you…like a cosplayer or something?” because you swear you’ve seen his suit before.

he eyes you. “what universe is this?”

“universe?” you blink a shit tonne of times. because what?

he seems to be thinking as he gazes around, before some sort of realisation hits him. “1218.”

“12 what?” you’re utterly confused, as you scrunch your nose, pressing your fingers to your temples. Your brain was starting to hurt. but then he was moving closer.

you hold your hand out, suddenly becoming more alert. “don’t—“ you say firmly, but then his head is swiftly turning in the direction of your front door. and then he’s right in front of you making you jump, your eyeballs threatening to fall out. “what—“

“shh.” he says, placing his hand over your mouth, as his body pushes you further against the counter and into the corner—where your cupboard creates a blindspot.

you go to at least try and say something, your heart beating on overdrive, but then you hear gruff voices and a loud noise that resembled the breaking of wood, and smashing of glass. you go real quiet after that, trying to see past this large man.

miguel can feel your body still. obviously still tense, but you aren’t shoving him off you. he keeps his hand over your mouth, his breath now hitting your eyelashes.

you stay still. because this man in front of you didn’t have a weapon—from what you know—and his heaving chest and darting eyes are showing you he doesn’t like your new visitors either. then you make eye contact, and you hate to say that you aren’t repulsed by his blood red eyes.

miguel slowly removes his hands, making a ‘silence’ motion with his finger, to which you gulp and close your mouth. miguel can hear the approaching footsteps, and the crunch of glass under their feet.

then his breath is by your ear. “is there somewhere we can hide?” his words tickle your neck, making you shiver.

“uh…there’s…” you try and think. because where the hell can you hide?

“take your time.” he whisper-comments. but you ignore his sarcasm as you meet his gaze, hearing the further approaching men. “the attic.”

miguel tilts his head to the side, silently asking you to show him. but you hesitate. alone. in the attic. with this…stranger. miguel seems to catch onto your swaying mind, as he leans back closer to your ear. “i’m not gonna hurt you, if that’s what your worried about. i have no use for that.”

no use for that? but you can’t dwell because the urgency is back in his voice. “but these guys will. so, if you don’t want a bullet in your head. move.”

and you do. because a bullet in the head doesn’t sound nice. and again—this guy didn’t a weapon. you shift past him, him having moved slightly out of the way.

you lead him—as silently as possible—down the hallway, which is now littered with glass, and your front door is busted open, letting the howling wind prickle your skin.

you turn left and then right, coming to a stop as you reach the long stick you use to hook around the retractable stairs. but miguel doesn’t want to waste time, as he takes the stick from you, while simultaneously hooking his claw around the metal loop and tugging.

you stare at him, seeming to realise just how tall he is. the stairs are soon down as you hear voices, much much closer. miguel grabs your shirt, yanking you towards him as he a practically lifts you onto the first few steps. you hold down your yelp, because right now that would cause a disaster.

scrabbling up you try to keep your feet light, as miguel moves, hot on your heels. then he’s pulling the stairs up in the nick of time, and it all seems to make you sweat, as you pull at your t-shirt, fanning yourself.

miguel stands, having slid the lock, part of his suit getting caught up with cobwebs.

“okay, what the fuck is going on?” you whisper-hiss, making miguel turn to you.

“it’s nothing personal.” he says, walking past you, to look out the small, circular window.

“thank god. but that really doesn’t explain anything.” you say, a mix of fear and adrenaline leading you to anger. “who are you? and who are they? at least answer me that.”

miguel looks back at you, sighing, as he takes in your flustered state. “maybe i should have left you down there.”

“is your name that top secret?” you keep fanning yourself as you scrunch your eyes together, trying to wrap your head around everything that had just happened.

“miguel.” he finally says, making you open your eyes.

“what?”

“my name…” he says, slightly stepping closer. “is miguel.”

“ah…” you say, but then your brows furrow. “is it real?”

miguel looks at you, pausing a moment. “my…name? you’re asking if my name is real?” he’s in slight disbelief, as his expression displays what looks to be distaste.

“well, i would have assumed you’d say some…hero name. you look like you jumped out of a comic book.” okay…you may be saying too much. but your mind is fried and you desperately needed answers. of any kind at this point.

“that’s flattering.” he states dryly.

“no seriously. why are you dressed like that?” you ask, eyeing him. you hated the fact that he didn’t look…bad.

“right…i keep forgetting you don’t a have a spider-person here.”

“what? like spider-man?” you force a chuckle. “yeah, you must be some sort of cosplayer.”

“whatever that is, i’m not. just…” he pinches the bridge of his nose. “how about let’s not talk?”

“no, no, i need answers.” you stepped closer. “if not about you, then about them.” you point to the floor.

miguel licks his teeth—or more accurately his fangs, making your gaze get caught up in the action as you gulp.

“all you need to know is that they’re bad men who like to kill.” miguel edged closer to you. “if you stay out of their way you might survive.” and then he’s brushing past you, crouching by the trap door as he pays close attention to the noises below.

your gaze follows him, as you move to crouch down beside him. miguel looks slightly up, watching you try to listen. miguel tilts his head in observation, as you visibly strain to catch any words.

“you can’t hear them.” he states bluntly. you look up. “then why did you look so intent as if you could hear them?” you ask, narrowing your eyes on him.

“because i can.” he simply answers, catching the intruders’ words again.

“wait…check that.” one of the guys are saying. “don’t most boring houses have those things called attics?”

miguel is then quick, because the little bolt locking you guys in isn’t gonna hold if they try to come up here. he grabs your arm, pulling you to stand, as you slightly jolt at the fast movement. all you had heard was muffled voices.

miguel pulls you closer as he scans the room, stopping on a nook that even he barely noticed, along with a mattress that he could slide over as coverage. before you could say a word, miguel’s hand has moved to your shirt, making it easier to move you with him.

“what’s going on—“

“shut up.” miguel whisper-hisses by your ear, pushing you towards the nook, as you both crouch down. miguel then webs the mattress tight against the wall, making it inhumanly possible to move it if you didn’t have the type of strength miguel had.

your eyes widen as you see the fading orange strings shoot out of his wrist, before he’s pulling you back to him. but with the harsh, unexpected pull, your foot slips.

miguel reacts quick, because if you fell, the thud would alert them of your hideout—“them” having now bashed through the trap door. your breathing hitches, as miguel moves, your head almost hitting the floor.

now you rest against the dirty ground, breathing erratic as miguel hovers over you, breathing equally as hard. his hand is holding the back of your head, as the other cages by your hip.

and you can’t move, because they’re already walking up into the attic. you sew your mouth shut, as you do your eyes, the slight scrunch of your features getting noticed by miguel. whose face is millimetres away, his breath tickling your heated skin.

“why am i even helping you…” he mutters so quietly you almost don’t catch it.

“i’d like to know that too.” you whisper just as quietly back. you slightly crack your eyes open, meeting his gaze. you press your lips together, at the close proximity. miguel’s eyes narrow. “don’t talk.”

“you talked first.” you reply, slightly lifting your head to his ear before placing your head back down. “and you can move your hand—“ because it was still placed under your head, but then miguel’s finger—or claw—was pressing firm against your lips, shushing you.

the footsteps were near, and you actually hold your breath. miguel slightly pushes down on your stomach, forcing you to breathe, as the warm air hits his finger—still pressed against your lip. then his breathe is by your ear. “it’d be a wasted effort if I didn’t keep you alive longer.”

your heart is beating in your chest, his practically right up against yours. and he doesn’t leave his spot by your neck, as his breathing tickles the hairs there. “mi…miguel.” you carefully whisper, and his hold on the back of your head tightens, his claws sinking into your hair.

“didn’t i say to be quiet?”

“then stop talking.” you mutter back. and miguel could actually laugh at you. because what position are you in to use that harsh tone. he grabs your cheeks with his hand that was placed by your hip, resulting in him being practically on top of you, making you tense.

he squeezes your cheeks so that your mouth was forced to open. “stop. talking.” he said slowly. and now you physically couldn’t with his claws pressed to your cheeks.

but then the footsteps grew very very close. right by the mattress. and both you and miguel turn your head. you then glance down because you felt a breeze across your ankle. your foot was in an easy view and you want to curse. because was that really going to be your undoing?

miguel notices your body’s movement and your almost frightened gaze. looking down, miguel clenched his jaw. his hand moved down your body, wrapping around your thigh, as he very slowly widened your legs.

your look is of harsh question when miguel meets your gaze. but he doesn’t stop, pulling your foot out of few, by spreading your leg to the side, resulting in him practically laying between them.

you rest your head back, clenching your jaw as you ignore anything and everything. then miguel is pulling your chin back to face him, as he listens to the men’s steps. “anything else I need to fix for you?” he whispers so quietly in your ear. you want to hit him, because this position makes you feels far too vulnerable.

but you can’t say a thing. you know you can’t. not until the men leave. you slightly shift, your hip bone pressed into the wood. miguel’s hand flies to grab your thigh again, holding you still. tou couldn’t do that. god, you really couldn’t do that.

he keeps his hand on your thigh now, spreading it even wider, making your breathing hitch as you force your lips to press together till it hurts.

how the hell did you go from organising your washing to being under a large man…vampire…thing, where you could feel everything? that’s an answer you’d love to know right about now.

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Happy 28th! Here are all the amazing fics I read this month:

Hiding Green Smiles | HoldingOnToChaos | [45k] Louis’ heart is racing in his chest. The idea of temporary bonding—letting Harry bite down right on that spot without it being a real bond—makes his mouth go dry. He didn’t even know something like this existed! His mind fills with all the possibilities and questions. What’s it going to feel like? How will it affect his orgasms? How will it affect Harry’s knot? What parts of a bond does it simulate? When Louis goes with Liam to a hidden sex shop, he discovers a new sex toy, the BiteMat, and he can't believe his luck. He loves being bitten, has a biting kink, even, and now he can be bitten over his bonding spot without the fear of anything permanent. He hastily buys it to try with Harry, his friend and roommate, and his regular heat/rut partner for the last eighteen months. They've been friends-with-benefits outside heat or rut for eight months now, and Louis' been desperately in love with Harry for at least five of those months. -- Or the BiteMat fic

Secrets in Winter | softfonds | [82k] If Harry Styles thought he was going to have a peaceful winter while staying far away from the rake who lived across the street, he was sorely wrong on two fronts. A Victorian AU.

Don't Change Me | Sharyn28 | [157k] Once in every fifty years, the moon shines brightly over the town of Holmes Chapel for 24 hours. The moment it turns red, any alpha pack leader becomes incredibly and outrageously powerful. For approximately two hours until it subsides, the alpha has the power to change any secondary gender. For example, an alpha can turn another alpha into a beta or omega and so forth. It doesn't matter if the chosen person agrees or disagrees, they have no choice. Once the decision is made, there is no turning back. All it takes to seal the deal...is the alphas howl to the moon, proclaiming their intentions as they stand around a bonfire, where the change will take place immediately. How is Louis going to react when his best friend and alpha leader retracts his alpha status, turning him into an omega so they can mate? Especially when Harry doesn't talk to him about it first.

Drop and Draws - What a feeling | Elmeiko88 | [50k] Ever since he presented as an Alpha, Harry can't stop drawing the same person over again. Louis, since long before he presented as an Omega, has always had behavioural problems... When Niall sees one of Harry's drawings, it becomes clear that these two must meet, and quickly. Everything should be easy, shouldn't it? Except, perhaps, Louis is on the other side of the Atlantic, firmly attached to Ricky...

You Could Give That Aspirin the Headache of Its Life | LetTheMusicMoveYou | [3.6k] Louis had once heard that the chances of being struck by lightning are 1 in 700,000. He wonders now, how those odds compare to randomly being seated next to your ex boyfriend on a 10 hour flight. Honestly, if the universe is going to insist on ruining his life, he really would have preferred the lightning thing. (Or the one where Louis is a football player who gets stuck on a flight with his ex-boyfriend Harry. The universe might be conspiring against him, or is it?)

The Room Thief | 2tiedships2 | [12k] Louis: Can I come over? Need your help. Niall: Did someone die? I don’t need to help you bury a body do I? Wait, did you behead one of your alpha flatmates? I hope it was the one that smells like cherries. That is such a weird scent for an alpha. It’s disturbing. And I can’t even smell it. Louis: I’ve just been kicked out. Can I crash on your couch? Niall: Zayn’s in class. I’m here so get over here NOW. Louis: Thanks mate. Gonna pack a few things and will head over. Be there in about a half hour. --- When Louis comes home and is confronted by his knothead alpha flatmates, he knows it won’t result in anything good, but he didn’t expect to be left homeless, effective immediately. He definitely didn’t expect to fall for the specific knothead who stole his room.

i would know you from touch alone | staybeautiful | [73k] They had never been face to face before now. They’d never touched, skin to skin, until Harry landed a punch to his face, high on his cheekbone. Louis shoved him off and was pulling his fist back from Harry’s abdomen before he realized his face wasn’t tingling because of the pain. It pooled out from his cheek, over his face, down his neck and spine. A shiver in the late September night. Heat, sparks - whatever you wanted to fucking call it. or The Tomlinson and Cox gangs have hated each other for over forty years. Harry Styles, the grandson of Gritty Cox, was freshly back to the city after uni when, on his first night out, he punched the Tomlinson heir in the face. It shouldn’t have mattered, their gangs have done worse to each other. But all it took was one single touch to recognize your soulmate. Louis was adamant that being soulmates changed nothing, not who they were or which family they were loyal to. Or, at least, it shouldn’t have.

In Jest | LadyLondonderry | [4.8k] Louis, who smiles at Harry as he reclines in his chair. Louis, whose soulmark is visible thanks to his low-cut top. Louis, Harry’s soulmate, who seems to either be blissfully ignorant of that fact or maliciously ignoring it. Harry would really like to know which.

find a way (to send me a sign) | we_are_the_same | [666] Everything is dark, and Louis feels like he can’t breathe. For a moment, he is unsure what woke him up, until he hears it again. The soft buzzing of his phone on the bedside table. He pushes down the duvet that’s been covering his face and squints at the clock, the red digits telling him it’s exactly 3:00 AM. Rubbing at his eyes, Louis swallows back a yawn and reaches for his phone, intent on swiping the call away until he notices the name on the display. His heart jumps as he brings the phone to his ear. “Harry?”

Into The Mist | babyhoneyhslt | [63k] Sneaking on board the famous pirate ship Compass Arrow to get a story for his journalist father, Harry must do everything to keep a low profile. But when one of the crew discovers him, hiding from the ruthless Captain Tommo becomes almost impossible.

Tea Thyme | Fandom_Larry | [10k] In a town where omegas are expected to mate young, Harry finds himself still single. Instead of finding love, he chooses to live his life pining away for an alpha far above his class. That is until a mysterious courting gift shows up at his shop. What happens when he lets go of his dream and holds out for reality? Is it possible to still get everything he wants? Only the fates know.

Something About You Feels Like Home | MarWritesStuff (Ta_Ma) | [40k] When Harry starts paying attention, he feels his tummy fluttering. The singer is gorgeous in an almost ethereal way. He can tell that the man is an alpha just by looking at him, and he’s shocked to feel himself getting slightly wet. or The one in which Harry is a sheltered and inexperienced omega, brought up in a very traditional family, who just moved alone to London to finish his studies. There, he attends a concert by indie band The Rogue. Louis is the lead singer of The Rogue and is a bit tired of not finding a connection. Harry wants to let go of his family's rules and restraints, and Louis wants to find an omega to cherish and take care of.

#28th appreciation #fic rec #my fic rec #monthly fic rec #my reads #larry fics

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❄️ WOSO FICMAS: Dec. 22 - Georgia Stanway❄️

Georgia Stanway x Reader (Bayern & Lioness) | WC: 836

Dec. 22 prompt - baking cookies

-> woso ficmas masterlist can be found here!

Whoever on your team decided that you and Georgia should be in charge of baking cookies clearly wanted you to suffer. You had about three days before the team would be bringing some sort of dessert or baked goods to training to have a little holiday party before everyone departed for the break. You had sent Georgia to the store to get the ingredients that you needed but when she called you three times to ask questions, you knew this was going to be a rough experience.

You waited until the day before to start baking, not wanting to have the cookies done too soon before you needed them. You didn’t allow Georgia to help, knowing your girlfriend would take the opportunity to mess with you.

Georgia sat on the kitchen counter, watching you prep the kitchen to start making the cookies. The midfielder eyed the bag of flour you had sitting next to her, tempted to throw a bit at you when you were least expecting it. You had your back to her as you washed your hands so you didn’t notice when she poured a bit of flour into her hand.

You turned around to grab the towel to dry your hands as you felt powder hitting your face. You stood for a moment, face covered in flour as you heard Georgia trying (and failing) to hold her laughter in.

“See babe! I told you it would snow!” your girlfriend joked, giving up on holding her laughter in.

You sighed at her statement and turned back to the sink to wash your face off. This time when you turned to reach for the hand towel, Georgia kept her hands to herself and let you be. You dried your hands and face, refusing to look at your girlfriend who had a bright smile on her face.

You tried to focus on the directions in front of you but your girlfriend who was loudly singing behind you made it difficult. You rolled your eyes at her antics, doing your best to tune her out.

“Hey babe, would you still love me if I was a worm?” the midfielder randomly asked as she stopped singing.

“What the hell are you talking about,” you groaned, throwing a look in her direction.

“It’s a simple question! Would you still love me if I was a worm, yes or no?” Georgia spoke, repeating her question like it made complete sense.

“No, I don’t think I would still love you if you were a worm, babe,” you huffed, turning your focus back to what you were making.

Georgia gasped dramatically from behind you as if you offended her with your answer. When you didn’t give her a reaction, she hopped off the counter and moved so she was standing right behind you. You could feel her breath on the back of your neck and you felt your face heat up at her closeness.

“Babe. babe. Babeeeee” Gerogia whined in your ear, bored out of her mind.

“Love, please just let me finish and then we can do whatever you want,” you tried your best to ignore the begging.

Georgia huffed this time, moving away slightly and you thought you would finally have some peace to finish mixing all the ingredients. You were sorely mistaken when you felt an egg crack on your head. Neither of you moved, both in shock. You heard Georgia snicker behind you and you turned to face her.

Your girlfriend was half expecting you to tell her off but her surprise when you threw a handful of flour at her was better than yelling. You both stood in the middle of the kitchen, now wearing the ingredients you needed to bake cookies.

“You're gonna regret that, love,” Georgia smirked at you, reaching past you to grab the entire bag of flour.

“Wait, G. Let's talk about this, I was just getting payback,” you tried to persuade your girlfriend into putting the bag down but it was no use.

Before you could even attempt to move out of the way, Georgia dumped the entire bag over your head, covering you with flour. You stood in shock as the midfielder howled with laughter at your current state. You shook your head to try and shake off some of the flour before looking up at your girlfriend.

Georgia could see the devious glint in your eyes as you rushed into her, wrapping your arms around her body essentially getting flour all over her. The two of you went back and forth coating each other in various foods, wasting the ingredients you had bought to make cookies for the team.

You ended up having to wake up earlier than normal to rush to the store to buy store-made cookies and get rid of the packaging to try and pass them off as homemade. No one but Georgia knew the truth and you had to force her to not tell everyone that you didn’t make the cookies like you were supposed to.

#woso x reader #engwnt x reader #lionesses x reader #georgia stanway #georgia stanway x reader #woso

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Any Fan's Dream, Part 2

Any Fan's Dream Masterlist

Synopsis:

When you look around and see Avengers Tower in front of you and Peter Parker beside you, you wonder how the hell you managed to get into the MCU.

"Are you sure you're alright?" Peter asked, unlocking the door to his home. He opened the door, you followed him inside.

"For the hundredth time Peter, I'm fine." you said, smiling at him to try to reassure him. "Promise. In fact, I've never been better!"

And you meant it. After all, you got to meet the Avengers and you were close to Peter Parker and you're pretty sure your heart stopped beating multiple times today out of excitement.

"You were kidnapped." Peter said, how were you this happy?

"I know!" You nodded, you got to get kidnapped by Loki! And he kissed your hand! Your hand! You remembered that people weren't supposed to be this excited after getting snatched. You tried to cover it up, and grinned when you thought of a way to distract him. "I'm just excited because I got to meet Spider-Man! He picked me up and swung me to the Tower, it was so awesome!"

You had the time of your life while swinging through the city with Peter, it was so exciting and you couldn't help but enjoy the rush. You were still unsure about whether you were dreaming or hallucinating or you actually somehow got transported to the MCU. But you had started to lean toward the latter explanation. You'd never had a dream this vivid and detailed, so either you were actually there in the apartment with Peter or you were on drugs.

"You met Spider-Man?" Peter asked, trying to look shocked.

You laughed at his bad acting, although he just assumed it was a happy laugh. "Yep! It was so cool!"

"Peter? Who is this young lady you’re standing in the dark hallway with?" a familiar woman asked, a smile on her face.

You had to clap a hand over your mouth to not scream. HOLY SHIT IT'S AUNT MAY!! You realized how weird that must've looked and forced a cough to try to explain the strange action.

"Oh uh May, this is (n/n)-I mean (y/n). (y/n), this is my Aunt May." Peter said, tripping over his words.

May's smile grew. "Ah, (n/n)? Nice to meet you, I've heard a lot about you."

Peter flushed, sending her a look.

You couldn't help the laugh that escaped you, finding their relationship wholesome. "Nice to meet you too, Ms. Parker. Glad to hear that Peter talks about me as much as he talks about you."

"I like her," May laughed, "be nice to her, Peter." Peter, whose face was still red, just nodded. May let loose another laugh, but left the two of you with an, "I'm going to bed. Don't do anything I wouldn't do!"

You laughed at the expression on Peter's face, collapsing into breathless chuckles. He rubbed the nape of his neck, the tips of his ears red. He glanced at your expression and laughed along with you until the two of you were laying on the floor giggling like five-year-olds.

The two of you spent the next half hour laying on the floor, one of you laughing randomly and then the other giggling at the laugh that came out of nowhere. The two of you played 'would you rather?' and multiple times had to hold in laughter so you wouldn't be too loud and wake up May.

At one point, Peter's answer surprised you so much, you had to slap both hands over your mouth to keep from howling with laughter. You were focused on trying not to release the laugh and didn't notice the way your face had scrunched up like an angry chipmunk. Peter noticed and had to copy your movements so he wouldn't be the one to wake up May. And then you looked like an angry chipmunk and he looked like a constipated duck.

The two of you couldn't hold your laughter after that and you both dissolved into raucous laughter.

"May definitely heard that," Peter choked out between giggles.

You knew he hadn't said anything particularly funny, but for some reason that comment killed you and you joined him in breathless laughter.

May did wake up. She walked out of her room to find the two of you rolling around on the floor and laughing like hyenas.

Her expression of 'wtf is going on?' only caused the two of you to laugh even harder.

"I'm telling you Peter, you didn't need to walk me home." you said, which was a complete lie. You had absolutely no clue where you lived, you had just like spawned into this world and had no idea where you lived.

"It's no problem, (y/n)." He smiled at you. "You live pretty close."

The two of you continued down the hall. Peter had to grasp your wrist to keep you from walking past the apartment.

"Whoops," you laughed nervously. "Do you wanna come in?"

Peter looked shocked, "uh-into your house?"

"No, into the sewers. Yes, Peter. Into my house." you reaffirmed.

He glanced at his phone and deflated when he saw the time. "Sorry, I can't. It's late and I have to get back."

You nodded in understanding. "That's fine. Maybe another time?"

He grinned. "Sounds good."

"Bye, Peter."

"Bye, (n/n)."

The two of you stood there. Peter was waiting for you to get into your apartment then he would leave, and you were just standing there.

You remembered that you had to knock on the door. You rapped your knuckles against the off-white door, alerting your family to your presence at the door.

The two of you continued standing there staring at each other until your mom answered the door.

"Bye again, Peter."

"Bye again, (y/n)."

You closed the door behind you, following your mother-was she your mother? She looked the exact same. Well, except for the warm smile she had when she opened the door. It wasn't that your mom from back home didn't smile, just that her smiles always seemed forced. Your relationship with your parents from your world wasn't horrible, you just didn't really have a relationship. Both of them were workaholics so you barely even saw them. They weren't mean or abusive, they just weren't there.

"That Tony Stank had you at work so late-"

She said it!! She said it!!

You snorted at the name. "It's Stark, mom. Not 'Stank'."

You were surprised by how easy it was to call her 'mom', but you guessed it was the whole "you're-my-mom-but-not-really" thing.

"Stank, Stark, either way he had you home way too late. What is he doing? Child labor?" She shook her head.

You smiled. "Technically not child labor, I'm 18."

Your mom rolled her eyes. "You and your technicalities. Now, who was that young boy at the door?"

"That's Peter, he went to the same school as me."

You hoped you were right, but truthfully you had no clue how the other you and Peter had met. You could see a picture of you in a blue gown with your parents on the wall behind your mom. You assumed you had just graduated, and based on the sunny-ness outside earlier, it was either summer or just a very bright day.

Your mom raised an eyebrow at the grin on your face, but decided not to press you for it. "So, did you at least eat?"

Your stomach growled in response, answering your mother's question. You smiled at her sheepishly, and she sighed in exasperation. In your defense, you were too occupied by the fact that you were kidnapped by LOKI and you met the mfing AVENGERS so excuse your forgetfulness but goddamn you wanted to simp and fangirl over them.

"When you move out you're going to starve," your mother said. "Come on, I'll heat you up some leftovers."

After eating(which was take-out from this Thai place that was positively heavenly), you went to "your" room. It was a pretty nice room, a fluffy gray rug in the middle with a messy bed shoved into the right corner at the opposite end of the room from the entrance. A desk was against the wall to your left, and a TV was hooked on the wall across from your bed, presumably so "you" could watch TV in bed. The rest of the wall space was occupied by bookshelves and posters.

You threw yourself on "your" bed, marveling at the way the bedroom showed so much about the person that lived there. Your actual room back home was somewhat empty, your parents had never taken the time to buy you anything and you had been too busy trying to graduate high school with high marks so you could go somewhere far away for college.

You had one friend, and they were more of just a person who took the same classes as you so you helped each other out a lot. But even that was pretty impersonal, neither of you knew much about each other.

You shook thoughts about your world from your head, not wanting to dwell on your rather pathetic life back there.

"Hey! Go take a shower and go to bed!"

"Better listen to mumsy, I guess." you muttered.

You sipped the beverage, praising Peter as you did so. "You're so awesome, Peter. I mean it." you said, drinking your favorite beverage.

"It really wasn't a problem," Peter protested, cheeks flushed at your constant compliments.

You knew that people probably didn't normally get this happy about a drink, but he brought you your favorite drink! Peter Parker got you your favorite drink! So you didn't really care that your praise might've seemed excessive, to you, it was the bare minimum. How else were you supposed to react? What? Say 'thank you' and leave it at that? But then you wouldn't get to see the adorable blush that was slowly turning Peter's face red. You couldn't miss the chance, that would be a crime against Marvel fans everywhere.

"So, uh, what're you gonna do at Mr. Stark's today?" Peter asked nervously, trying to get the subject off of him before he exploded.

You side-eyed Peter, knowing exactly what he was doing. You allowed it though, acknowledging that if his face got any more red it might be mistaken for a stoplight. "Building a cannon that shoots pears."

"You're-what?"

"Yeah, then I'm gonna go assault Flash with the fruits." You snickered at the thought that popped into your head of Flash trying to dodge pears.

Peter laughed. "Can you make me a cannon too?"

You turned serious. "Bold of you to assume you're worthy of the mighty pear launcher."

"My mistake, my mistake.” Peter apologized. “Might I have the honor of shooting a pear at Flash?"

You hummed, thinking about it. "I suppose."

"Thanks for walking with me, wouldn't want to be kidnapped twice in a row."

Actually if it was Loki then you probably wouldn't mind-

Peter frowned. "You shouldn't joke about that."

"I promise, Peter, I am like 99%." you assured him. "But if you really wanna help, can I have a hug?"

Peter fought to keep the frown on his face but couldn't, "I guess. After all, we're gonna go shoot Flash with pears later. You need to be at 100."

You nodded, "I know. Which is why we should hug."

He laughed and wrapped his arms around you, you returning the embrace. You didn't think you'd ever get used to that. Everyone there gave such great hugs. You did not know how you had gone this long without a hug from Peter Parker. Someone cleared their throat behind the two of you and you were about ready to beat a bitch, but you let go and-

You squealed.

You honest to god, squealed.

But who could blame you?

Wanda Maximoff was standing there, giving the two of you apologetic smiles as she tried to go through the doorway the two of you were blocking.

"I'm sorry if I interrupted anything, but I have to get through." Wanda apologized, stepping through the doorway.

You could only stare as she walked away, frozen while she left.

"What was that?" Tony's voice interrupted your stupor, he had just arrived in the room to take you back to his lab. "You okay, kid?"

You could only nod dumbly and follow Tony to wherever the two of you worked, waving at Peter mindlessly, mind still on the fact that YOU JUST MET WANDA MAXIMOFF AND DIDN'T SAY ANYTHING!!

You were ashamed of yourself.

The two of you entered a workroom, countless screens glowing, displaying different inventions on them. You looked around in awe, you were in Tony Stark's workshop!

You remembered, "can we make a pear shooter?"

Tony shook his head. "Sorry kid. Today we're making you an iron man suit."

You screamed.

"Holy shit! What was that?!" Tony looked at you, concerned.

"ThisisamazingicandiehappyholywhattheactualfuckYESSSSSSSSSSSSSSS!"

Tony could only stare at you as you hopped around, giggling like a gorilla on drugs.

"You are so amazing Mr. Iron-Man-Boss-Sir."

"Okay, I think that's enough for today." Tony dusted his hands off, "Capsicle and Triple Imposter are waiting for you. They're in the training room."

You nodded, the grin you had had been there for hours and Tony was beginning to get concerned that your face was going to freeze like that. You left the room to go to the training room then remembered-

You had no clue where the fuck the training room was.

So you wandered, seeing a lot of interesting rooms and then remembered-

"Hey, uh FRIDAY? Could you tell me where the training room is?"

"Of course, Miss (l/n). Continue going down the hall until there's another hallway, then turn right and the training room is the third door on your left."

"Thanks, FRIDAY."

"You're welcome."

You followed the directions, eventually arriving at the door FRIDAY had instructed and you pushed it open.

Your jaw dropped as you stepped into the colossal room. It was a large rectangular room, workout equipment to one side, mats to another, and a variety of different weapons on the back wall. Your eyes caught on a sword, an actual sword? Wait a minute, why is there a sword? None of them use swords. Well, Clint does but that's later. Speaking of which, where is Clint? Oh he's proba-

"You took your time getting here," Natasha was wrapping her knuckles. She was dressed in a simple tank top and leggings, classic workout attire.

"I got lost," you admitted. Natasha had cut off your train of thought, causing your mind to blank for a second.

Steve laughed. "How? You've basically lived with us since you graduated."

You took a mental note of that. "You can't say anything, you need help to unlock your phone."

Natasha laughed. "She got you there, Stevie-o."

Steve cracked a smile, not taking offense. "Alright, alright. We should begin your training now."

#mcu #marvel x reader #the avengers #avengers x reader #tony stark #clint barton #steve rodgers x reader #bucky barnes x reader #black widow x reader #natasha romanoff x reader #peter parker x reader #loki x reader #thor x reader #wanda maxmoff x y/n #any fan's dream

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justbreakonme · 1 year

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“I’m tired…”

“I know sweetheart, we’ll be home soon.”

“Sleep?”

“Yeah, sleep. In a big comfy bed, with those pajamas that you like. The blue ones.”

“Good… sounds good.”

Caretaker gently brushed the hair out of whumpees face, praying that the rest of their team could get to them before Whumpee passed out. They knew they had to keep talking. Had to keep them awake.

“And guess what?”

“Hmm?”

“Guess.”

“Nnh,” their eyebrows drew together in a grimace as they shook their head, “Just tell me…please…”

“I’ll make you coffee cake. The kind with the crumbs on top, that you really like.”

Their lips quirked up in a smile. “But you hate that…”

“No, not really.”

“You hate crumbs. I get crumbs on the rug…”

“I’ll vacuum,” Caretaker looks up at the sound of footsteps, distant but distinct, “You just gotta stay awake okay? Until we get home, alright?”

“I can’t though… My head hurts…” Whumpees eyes had been fluttering open and closed randomly, but now it seemed like a losing battle.

“You have to. You have to stay awake, please, whumpee please,” they begged, shaking them slightly, guilt burning a hole through their heart at the cry of pain it caused.

“You’re hurting me!”

“Whumpee, you have to stay awake. I know you’re tired, and I know it hurts. It’s going to be all better soon, I promise, but not if you fall asleep now. You have to wake up.”

“I can’t… I don’t want to…” they sobbed, “Please, I can’t anymore…”

The footsteps were getting closer and closer, just a few minutes and they would be okay. They set their jaw, and closed their eyes, wishing they could plug their ears.

“I’m sorry, Whumpee, I’m so sorry…” they whispered, before grinding the heel of their palm into one of Whumpees wounds.

The broken howl of pain seemed to carve right through Caretakers heart. They would never be able to unhear it, undo it, unsee it.

But as the rescuers surged around the two of them, at least they knew they would be around to apologize for it.

(Edit: Part two here as requested!)

#whump #whumpee #caretaker #whump prompts #whump prompt #rescue #whump scenario #exhaustion #forced to hurt whumpee

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busycloudy · 9 months

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OMGGG HAPPY ONE HUNFRED FOLLOWERS!??!?!?!?!!!!

Sooo, for your event... I'm feeling in a devious mood at the moment,, and i have decided... to do some tomfoolery >:D *evil laughter noises*

I have begun to start a collection of silly ideas, and it is a little series between us!! To start it off, would you be willing to do Savannaclaw with a feline! mc? <3

Also, here's a flower to congratulate your journey! 🌺

Ty for the flower! And yeah,100 followers! Hard to believe am I right!? Hope you enjoy this lil' thing!

I AM SO SORRY THIS TOOK FOREVER BTW PLEASE FORGIVE ME I HAD 0 INSPO(doesn't even seem like it's part if my 100 follower event now lol)

Savannaclaw With a Feline!MC

• TW: None

• Fluff + crack fanfic per usual

• MC is gender neutral

• Enjoy!

Leona Kingscholar

Your independence is so aggravating to him(affectionately<3). Like, just let him help?!?! One time you got in a fight with some other Savannaclaw students, and he INSISTED on helping, but you refused and fought them by yourself. He had to take you to the infirmary that day, but the students were much more injured. You like cuddles? that's purr-fect(I'm so funny)because he LOVES having you as his pillow! Sometimes you'll just see him in the botanical garden and nap with him. Or if you see him in the hallways you'll just wrap your arms around him. He teases you for being so clingy, but he loves this so much. ALSO he sometimes scratches behind your ear because your purring is so adorable and he needs to hear it at least once.

Ruggie Bucchi

If you wanna be independent, you do you boo, now if it's something that you so obviously need help with but don't wanna admit it, he might help you. I feel like he's also a cuddly person(don't know why🤷‍♀️), so when you hug him after a long day a smile is instantly put on his face. When you try to pepper his face with kisses, he might just cup your face and give you a kiss on the lips instead. When you're walking around in the hallway and hear something fall near you, it's probably him. This man has tripped over your tail so much, and although most of the time it's on accident, sometimes you do it on purpose just to catch him and see him flustered.

Jack Howl

He does not CARE how much times you insist you don't need help, he is going to help you. In a fight? He either helps you or drags you away. You are going to get help with things like that whether you like it or not. He's not very used to your affection and when you randomly just come behind him in the hallways and hug him, but he isn't complaining. He might give you a kiss on the forehead in return. I think at first y'all HATED eachother (Y'know cat and dog kinda thing), but it was kinda became an enemies to lovers thing. Finds it a bit interesting when your ears twitches in your sleep(Do you know what im talking ab?). He'll ask you what you were dreaming about in the morning.

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WHY DID THIS TAKE SO LONG???Ahem, anyways, thank you @nico707 for sharing how you think a feline!MC would be like

And thank you @minty-bubblegum for the flower! This journey has been a long one, but a fun(ny) one also

#savanaclaw #jack howl x reader #leona kingscholar x reader #ruggie bucchi x reader #twisted wonderland #disney twisted wonderland #twisted wonderland x reader

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pianostarinwonderland · 2 years

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TWST White Day Letters 2022

Some people had sent me asks and comments asking where I found the letters. Truth be told, most of the letters I found are from people who made explicit requests to not share the images publicly, so I’ll put it all in one Tumblr post.

Placed under a cut for easier scrolling.

Students

Riddle Rosehearts

My dear friend—

Your gift is warmly received. That you should spare such thought for the Heartslabyul housewarden despite our differing affiliations is surprising. Come to my dorm lounge after school tomorrow for a spot of tea. I’ll look over your homework while we’re there.

Trey Clover

Hello, friend—

I admit, I’m not used to surprises like this one. I’m a little taken aback, but grateful regardless. I just wish I had something thoughtful in return… Actually, I know! I’ll meet you in your classroom once lessons are finished for the day. That way, I can learn what sort of things you like.

Cater Diamond

Eyyy, friendo!

How’s it going? Thanks for the present. This is a Cay-Cay-certified banger! Have you been checkin’ out my feed or something? Haha. We gotta make another vid for Magicam sometime ;)

Ace Trappola

Heya, pal—

I was floored when I got a gift from you outta nowhere! And even MORE floored when I saw you’d picked out something I really like. Thanks! If I can get my hands on a deluxe ham and cheese sandwich today, it’s all yours. Least I can do, right?

Deuce Spade

My good friend—

First, thank you SO MUCH. Makes me wonder what I’ve done to deserve a present like this from you! I really appreciate it, though! We should go blastcycle riding on one of our free days sometime soon. See you in class.

Leona Kingscholar

Hey—

I’m no stranger to lavish gifts, but getting one from you was unexpected enough to pique my interest. So here you go, a proper message of gratitude: Thank you for your considerate gift.

Ruggie Bucchi

Welp—

I woke up from a snooze to find a package sitting in my room, so I helped myself to find what was inside. Thanks a ton! Shyeeheehee. Getting something this nice for free is a seriously lucky break! And don’t worry, I won’t pawn it or nothin’. I’ll take reeeal good care of it.

Jack Howl

Hi.

Getting a present delivered out of nowhere scared the daylights out of me. Thanks, really. But couldn’t you have just given it to me in person during class tomorrow? If there’s anything you want in return, let me know. I always repay my debts.

Azul Ashengrotto

My boon companion—

What a lovely gift this is. Thank you kindly. If you’re ever in need of anything, don’t be afraid to reach out. And just to be clear, that’s not in return for the gift—after all, I’ve accepted this as a token of your sentiment. That said, I’m willing to take it somewhat into account with any future bargains we might make.

Jade Leech

My good friend—

I am humbled—and dare I say, awestruck—to receive such a thoughtful and delightful gift. Thank you. Now I know how land-dwelling schoolmates express their mutual appreciation. This experience has been well and truly fascinating.

Floyd Leech

Dear little shrimpy—

Is it a thing for land-dwellers to just randomly gift each other stuff? I don’t see the point myself, but hey, thanks! I’ll give you a surprise of my own one of these days. If the mood strikes, I mean. Just you wait!

Kalim Al-Asim

To my dear friend—

Thanks for the gift! It’s flattering to know you picked this out just for me! I’ll treat you to anything you like in return—food, live entertainment, an item you’ve been pining after… You just say the word. …On second thought, no. I’ll come up with something myself! Just like you came up with this gift to give me.

Jamil Viper

Hello—

I’ll admit it. I’m beyond surprised. I suppose a heartfelt “thank you” is in order. In fact, why don’t we meet at the school store after class tomorrow? Hopefully I’ll be able to find you something to return the favor.

Vil Schoenheit

Dearest friend—

Your gift was lovely. Thank you. This calls for fitting recompense. Hence, I’ll be handpicking a personal fragrance for you. May you sleep well tonight dreaming of the possibilities.

Rook Hunt

Bonjour—

My, what a thoughtful gesture! I am a hard person to surprise, but you have done so all the same. How long has it been since I felt the urge to spring into dance on the spot? Merci, beaucoup!

Epel Felmier

Dear classmate—

Thank you for the amazing present! It seriously caught me off guard in the best way. Just you wait—I’ll get you an even cooler gift in return. See you in class!

Idia Shroud

@YOU

what

who in their right mind would send a present to me

wait, isn’t this… did u check my wishlist for this?

uhhhh nvm, nbd

thx 4 the gift ig

Ortho Shroud

Hello, Prefect—

Thank you for picking out a gift for me. It’s exactly what I wanted! How did you predict my thought data so accurately? You should share your logic with me sometime. Maybe then I can whip up whatever it is that YOU want!

Malleus Draconia

To my good friend—

A gift? For me, of all people? Your tastes are…distinctive, I must say. Worry not, though—I enjoyed it, of course. What would you like in return, I wonder? I shall take great pleasure in speculating the answer to that question.

Lilia Vanrouge

Greetings!

Thank you for the most excellent gift! You know, I am told that in some cultures, giving someone a gift is a sign of friendship. I hope you’re ready for me to give you something in return. In fact, I suggest you clear a good square meter or so of space in your dorm!

Sebek Zigvolt

Human—

Heh. You thought a gift would be enough to worm your way into my confidence? Well, I can hardly fault your ambition. I suppose in return, I could regale you with a few tales of Master Malleus’ martial might! You have parts I through XI to choose from.

Silver

Salutations—

You picked out a gift specifically for me? The sentiment is greatly appreciated. Thank you. I’ve selected something for you in return. Come to my classroom after school tomorrow. And feel free to wake me up if I’ve nodded off.

Grim

Dear minion—

I found a package next to my pillow when I woke up this morning. Figured it was one of the ghosts pullin’ a prank, but nope. It was a present from you! You picked this out just for me, huh? That makes me feel all warm and fuzzy! I mean, more than usual, on account of all the fur. Feel free to do this kinda thing every day, sidekick!

Staff

Dire Crowley

Dear esteemed student—

Thank you for the delectable gift. I finished it all in one sitting as soon as I opened the package! What? You say it wasn’t food? …I was joking, of course. I’m ever so grateful for the job you do every day as prefect. Do keep up the good work.

Mozus Trein

Dear juvenile—

First, I should thank you for the gift. However, if you want to ensure your teachers view you charitably and grade your tests favorably, I’d advise being a good student and showing up to class punctually rather than giving gifts. But perhaps a thank-you note isn’t the place for a lecture. The sentiment is appreciated, at the very least.

Divus Crewel

Dear pup—

Thank you for the present. However, this is highly inappropriate, and I wouldn’t hold my breath for a return gift if I were you. All I have to offer you is discipline. That said, I wouldn’t be adverse to joining you for a (single) cup of tea sometime. Do restrain yourself from howling for joy.

Ashton Vargas

Dear student—

Wow! A gift for me? I guess I was just born popular…though I don’t normally get gifts from students. Tell you what—I’ll let you in on the secret behind my incredible bod. You ready? Here’s the trick: eat four dozen raw eggs a day!

Sam

Heya, my little imp!

What’s up? Usually, I’m the one doing the giving, not the other way around! Thanks for the nice surprise. How about I guess what you’d like? Bet it’s something already in stock. Feel free to drop by Mr. S’s Mystery Shop anytime!

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itzsana-kiddingmenow · 8 months

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SKZ Reactions to You Blowing Raspberries on their Stomach Randomly: Maknae Line Edition

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Hyunjin:

it’s no surprise that hyunjin’s insanely ticklish

no one (except maybe innie) has ever been more ticklish

if you blow a raspberry, expect him to ACTUALLY ascend

scream laughing baby

cutie 🥰

It wasn’t every day that you got to exploit your boyfriend’s ticklishness, but when you did it was a real treat. Such as right now.

“Hyune? I’m kinda in a…mood. Can i try something out with you?” You asked, flushing a shy pink when Hyunjin smiled sweetly at you.

“Sure sweetie. What is it?” He asked, putting down his art magazine to sit next you on the couch.

“Well Jisung was doing something to me earlier to make me laugh, and it’s been a while since i’ve seen you laugh so mind if i try it out?” You ask nervously, bracing for a harsh no.

“No problem hun. Do whatever.” Hyune replied as you glance at him nervously.

“Okay…” You start as you pulled him to the floor slowly and straddled his thighs. Hyunjin’s eyes widened but he didn’t stop you. You slowly pulled his shirt up to expose his flat stomach before taking a deep breath.

Hyunjin screamed loudly when you lowered your lips to his stomach, blowing out all the air like a trumpet.

“HAAHAAHAA PLEHAHAHAEASE NOAHA!” Hyunjin thrashed and wriggled as he was seemingly unable to escape your grasp.

When you felt him finally gripping your hair in an iron grip, laughter silent, you decide he probably had enough.

“Wahahah i wasn’t expecting that…” He giggled quietly as you got off of him.

“Cmon. you definitely liked that” You retort, grinning at his reddening face.

I mean, he didn’t deny it.

Han Jisung:

knee ticklish baby

so maaayyybee not the stomach

idk i’m sorry to whoever requested the stomach but his kNEES ASHSHDJSKSHF

tickle there and you’ll have a begging jisung in seconds 🥰💖

“Hi bun!” You exclaim as you walked into the recording studio. Jisung ran into your arms, exhausted.

“Awe baby, long day? You want a massage?” You ask, heart melting at the sight of the boy smushing his face into your chest.

So that’s where you were now, straddling his lower thighs as you slowly work out all the knots in his back. The shorts he was wearing made the exposed underside of his knees very tempting, and you suppressed the urge to nibble the sensitive skin.

Slowly the urge are you up slowly until you were desperately craving Jisung’s laughter. He was more pouty than usual.

So you turned around, ignoring Jisung as he asked what was going on, and grabbed his right foot before suddenly taking a deep breath and blowing it all out on the underside of his knee.

“Don’t you da-HAHAHARE! Y/N!” Jisung screeched, his left leg swung towards your face. However you had been hanging out with Minho and managed to inherit some of his reflexes, catching the other’s foot and scratching over his bare sole.

“NOOOAHAHAHA BAHAHABY IHIT TIHICKLES-” Hannie choked out as he tried his hardest to pull his foot out of your grasp.

“ ‘Course it does, Sungie. I’d be a little concerned if it didn’t tickle.” You stated matter of factly, only tickling harder as you managed to get a proper grip on his legs.

Jisung howled with laughter as you continued blowing raspberries on his knees, switching between each leg to produce a loud squeal.

“HAHAHA PLEHEASE I CAHAHANT!” He squealed as he tried his hardest to stop your nimble fingers on his sole.

You decided to finish off by blowing the longest raspberry you could while your hands absolutely destroyed his other knee.

Jisung screamed loudly, tears flowed freely down his face as his body writhed in ticklish agony.

You ran out of breath soon enough and took another just to scare the boy, almost doubling over yourself at his frantic screech of mercy.

“ihim so tihired…” Jisung confessed as he buried his head into your chest once more, a demand for cuddles for which you happily obliged. Only the best for your Sungie.

Felix:

my lil sunshine 🥹

so ticklish on his stomach and sides it actually insane

will thrash so you gotta be careful

i may be self projecting but his sides probably have freckles

cuuutee

💛🧡😁

The smell of freshly baked brownies wafted through the room as you watched Felix load the brownie batter into the over, closing it before setting the timer. He then turned to add some sugar to his already half-done cupcake mix.

You walked up behind him and wrap your arms around his waist, lightly clutching the thin material of his t-shirt.

He didn’t say anything, just smiled slightly and peacefully continued his baking. However you had other plans to disturb the peace.

You slightly lifted his t-shirt, pausing every few seconds to make sure he didn’t notice, before you dropped to your knees and blew the longest raspberry right on Felix’s freckled side, wrapping your hands around the other side of his stomach to keep him in place.

He squealed as he tried to move to one side and found himself trapped. Lixie started laughing as he mixed his batter, eyes crinkling around the edges as his whisking slowly became more shakier.

“AHAHAHA AGH YOUHU LIHITTLE BRAHAHAT!”

You continued until Felix begged for mercy, and then stopped only when he threatened your brownies.

“sAURRR cuteee~” You drawled.

“Copying my accent now, eh?” Lixie asked before turning around and grabbing your waist as you begged for forgiveness, and he made sure you laughed just as much as he did.

Seungmin:

aGH what a sweetie

raspberries murder him

even tickling him isn’t an often occurrence

BUT WHEN IT HAPPENS

his lil “aH”

seungmin’s laugh should be bottled up and sold

i would be the first buyer

🐶💖

Lazy days with Seungmin were usually the quietest. Being alone together. As in you both sit next to each other however you both would be doing your own thing.

Usually Seungmin would read a book and you would continue or start some knitting or watch videos on your phone.

Although it was your lazy day, you still felt as though you wanted to have fun with Minnie, however he was way to enthusiastic about finishing his new book, and you didn’t want to ruin that for him.

A few minutes of fun couldn’t hurt…right? You scooted next to him slowly while pulling up his hoodie to reveal his pale tummy, before leaning down and pressing your lips to his stomach before heaving and blowing the biggest raspberry you’ve ever blown…ever.

“Oh-noHOHOHO! NAHAHA SOHO MEHEHEAN!” Seungmin squeaked as he jolted and squirmed wildly. You only latched onto him like a baby before blowing and nibbling the sensitive skin of his stomach.

“WHAHAHAT DID I DOHOHO?!” Seungmin screeched when you managed to sneak a nibble onto his belly button, book long forgotten on the other side of the couch.

“mmm nofing…” You mumble into his side, only resulting in some more crazed laughter.

That’s when you got a good grip and blew a raspberry into his hip.

Seungmin wailed in laughter as tears slipped down his face, head thrown back and back slightly arching.

You let up when his laughter cut out, and he started weakly slapping your head while he silently begged.

“youhu ahare sO mehean…” He commented before snuggling up to you.

“You love it though…” You teased, grinning at the squeak and the sudden blush on his face.

Jeongin:

ticklish BABY

CANNOT HANDLE IT

AT ALL

will ascend and die in heaven

if it’s possible

will wiggle around

🦊

You watched as your boyfriend slowly flipped the pages of his book, incredibly unaware of the brewing plan in your head. You just had to wait for the right moment to strike.

When he yawned and stretched from the long hours sprawled on his bed, you decided that it was that moment or none.

A quick pull of his shirt and duck of your head was enough to alert the fox as he yelled and begged for ANYTHING but that.

However, he was drowned out by his own hysterics as you blew a long raspberry to his belly button, latching your fingers into his hips and kneading into the hollows.

“NOAHAHA STAHP!” He screeched, trying to sound stern but failing miserably. You soon did stop, but not before pouting at the boy as guilt started to pool at the bottom of his stomach.

“Okay. I’m sorry baby. You can blow one. JUST ONE. Got it?”

You nodded aggressively while Innie took a few breaths to brace himself. You quickly took a deep breath and blew another raspberry, smiling when Jeongin burst into another round of hysterics, and you know you promised, but you just HAD to hear more of his laughter.

“YOUHU PROHOMISED! STAHAP I CAHANT TAKE IHIHIT!” I.N cackled as you continued to blow more raspberries, and he thrashed as much as he could.

Jeongin could only hope the vibrating sensations through his stomach would stop, however the raspberries only get bigger every time.

Soon enough you let up, grinning down at the boy’s red, teary face.

“ahaha youhu prohomised…” He whined, and you couldn’t help but shower him in kisses

“Don’t worry baby, i’ll make it up to you.” You promised before leaning down for one more kiss.

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i’m so in love with this AGHHH 😭💗✨

#sana's rants #kpop tickle #midzywannabeitzy #skz tickle #skz #stray kids

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