#tho i have to say i was a bit surprised to see him all white-haired

[dazednmatthews]

for now, let’s get away ~c. sturniolo x reader

drummer!chris x reader au

this took me i’m not kidding three weeks to finish and i still hate the end omfg. i hope yall like it. this was the chris fic i was teasing for fucking ever. this shit is 7.7k words.

this is the second to last thing i have to post before i leave 🥹. all that’s left is the finale to number neighbors (ik i said two more parts but i changed my mind cause the part 15 was pretty much perfect and there’s nothing more for me to do but end it on a funny silly note so). i love u all so much pls tell me what u thinks bout this i worked so fucking hard LOL. okay bye MWAH ENJOYYYYY

there’s lights flashing, smoke billowing through the air and scattered screams floating through the semi-crowded bar. y/n sits with her group of three, nursing a too-strong cocktail, watching the band on stage with interested eyes.

her eyes keep wandering back to the drummer, a long haired, brunette that’s hammering down on his instrument like there’s no tomorrow. she’s already deduced that they’ve got to be siblings, him and the lead, because honestly she thought she was seeing double from the moment her and her friends walked in.

they’re performing a cover of hole in the earth, by deftones, a song that she adores, which is honestly making her shift in her seat slightly. the drummer wears a long sleeved, black and white shirt, red stars on the shoulders. his hair is falling down into his face, which he pushes back in between his parts, causing the light to reflect off of a silver bracelet hanging off his wrist.

y/n’s been staring at him shamelessly the entire performance. he’s hot and talented and she’s a little bit tipsy so her art of subtlety is very much off. not that she cares.

he’d been looking at her too, periodically through the show. she’d caught his eyes more than once, opting for a small smirk and look away, usually to his carbon copy on the mic. it makes him shake his head with a smile every time.

her attention is shifted from the stage when her best friend nudges her. “you and the drummer have been eye fucking since the moment they got up there.” there’s teasing to her tone and y/n just shrugs.

“well, look at him,” she claps when they announce that they’re done for the night and start to thank the crowd. “how could i not?”

her other friend, who’s standing in front of her nods with a dreamy sigh, “you’re so real for that. i think i’ve been staring open mouthed at the singer for like half an hour.”

y/n laughs, looking back at the stage. she’s disappointed to see the band gone, their empty set up the only thing left in their wake. she picks up her drink, finishing it, before calling the bartender over to get another one.

before she can say anything though, a voice cuts through. “whatever she wants, make it two.”

y/n looks up, surprise filling her face. mr drummer man was right beside her, damp hair and wide smile blinding her. she raised an eyebrow before giving her order, then turning in her stool to face him.

“do you typically buy drinks for every girl that’s at your shows?”

he laughs, short and breathy. “only if they look like you do.” he says, leaning forward so she can hear him better. “and if they spend my entire set staring me down with eyes as pretty as yours.”

warmth spreads through her cheeks, but she doesn’t falter. “nice one.” she takes a sip as the drinks are placed in front of them. “wonder how many times you’ve used that one.”

drummer boy leans his elbow on the bar, slotting his body in the space between her and the person in the next seat. “maybe like, six times. but it doesn’t make it less true.”

she laughs, throwing her head back just the tiniest bit. “you’re unbelievable.”

“i’ve been told once or twice.” he runs a hand through his hair. “you have no idea.”

y/n feels loopy, between the alcohol in her veins and the warmth in her stomach from his attention, she thinks she might be in for a little bit of trouble here.

“i’m just kidding though. i noticed you pretty much the second i got on stage.” his eyes are so blue it’s freaking her out. in a good way, though. “knew i had to look for you afterwards.”

y/n raises her eyebrow. “oh, you had a plan?”

“of course i did. no way was i letting you walk out of here without talking to you.”

she knows it’s a line, knows his type. the smooth talking, shit-eating grin that could make any girl fall to their knees. part of her wants to ignore him, just for the sake of it. but a much bigger, much more attracted to him, so badly it’s putting crazy thoughts in her head, part of her is incredibly down for the chase.

y/n turns to look at her friends, who are now talking to the rest of the band. she chuckles, seeing her best friend and the lead singer basically pressed up against each other talking, her looking up at him with what y/n knows are the eyes. her other close friend is talking to who she thinks is the guitarist and a new face, who coincidentally looks exactly the other two.

when she turns back to the boy in front of her, she picks up her drink, looking him dead in the eyes. she’s not entirely doing it on purpose, wrapping her glossed lips around the straw slowly, before putting her glass back down on the bar, but she can tell that it takes a toll on him.

drummer boy blows at a breath, moving his eyes from her lips back up to her eyes. “can i know your name now? or do i have to beg?”

he’s slightly closer to her now. she can smell his cologne in the space between them, and now can see the silver dog tag that hangs from his neck. she notices the silver hoop in his right nostril that she didn’t see before. it makes a chill go down her spine.

“hm,” she basically purrs. “you begging me for something has a nice ring to it.”

the smirk in the corner of his mouth widens. “i’ll beg you for anything you want, sweetheart.”

she decides to stop torturing him. “y/n.” she offers him her hand.

he looks down, bigger one enveloping hers immediately. his hand is warm and slightly rough. it makes her shift again. “chris.”

chris, she thinks. of course his name is chris.

“so who’s in the band with you? cause it’s kind of freaking me out how much you look alike.”

he lets her hand go, not without lingering slightly. “my brother matt,” he looks up and laughs. “who is five seconds away from making out with your friend right now, is the lead. nick’s the photographer and does the behind the scenes shit. jack is just our friend.”

she nods, “triplets.”

“yeah, unfortunately.” his eyes are fond. “i’m the best looking one by far though.”

y/n rolls her eyes, ready to humble him through a lie, when all of sudden there’s a shout behind them.

“she said get lost, you fucking loser.” nick says, standing in front of the friend of y/n’s that isn’t attached to matt.

the presumably drunk asshole sneers at him, “i’m sure she can speak for herself, dickhead.”

“i did speak for myself, dumbass.” her friend says, rolling her eyes. “i’m not interested, not even in the slightest. walk away.”

“you’re not all that anyway, bitch.”

matt speaks next, “watch your fucking mouth, bro.”

chris can tell it’s getting out of hand when the guy keeps taking steps forward, matt’s hand on nick’s arm to stop what feels inevitable. y/n’s friend scoffs. “i was ten seconds ago when you thought, for some odd reason, that you could ever approach me.”

the guy doesn’t seem to like that answer or the various insults the group of them keep giving him, so he shoves past nick and gets right in her face.

y/n takes less than three seconds to throw her drink and shove him backward, causing him to stumble into another drunk asshole, which doesn’t end well.

there’s liquor flying everywhere, fists being thrown and all out chaos in the bar, causing security to come bustling through the crowd. people have started to fight just for the hell of it, and now they’ve got to go.

chris grabs y/n’s hand, tugging her towards the back exit. “we’ve got to go, now.” despite the chaos, he’s grinning, and she kinda wants to kiss him.

her eyes find her best friends, shoving through people recklessly. when she gets to them, they’re laughing incredulously at the chaos they’ve all inadvertently caused.

“i think i’m gonna go with chris,” y/n says over the madness.

“you don’t even know him!” her friend replies, eyebrows sky high.

“yeah,” she says, looking back to chris who is urging her forward. “but i think i want to.”

her other friend grins ear to ear, looking back at his brothers. “go. text us wherever you end up. we’re going with them.”

they shout love you’s and go in opposite directions, her friends with the band and her with chris.

he takes her hand as security gets into the main crowd, pulling her through expertly. once they get to the back door they’re running, fast and hard, feet slapping against the pavement.

she can hear their laughter roaring in her ears, can feel both their pulses in her fingertips where her and chris’ hands connect. it’s crazy, her following him blindly.

she couldn’t even pretend to be bothered by it.

***

“i can’t believe i actually just ran from a bar brawl with you,” y/n says, texting her friends to make sure they ended up okay. they told her that they were at a diner right now with the rest of the band, safe and sound.

chris is also texting, his brothers she assumes, before he slides his phone back into his pocket. “i can’t believe you started the bar brawl.”

his face and tone is teasing. she rolls her eyes, nudging his shoulder as they walk side by side down the city streets. “i did not start it. that drunk dick that couldn’t take no for an answer did.”

chris’ hands are in his pockets as he leads her down the road. she thinks, hopes he knows where he’s going. “i know. it’s just funny watching your face twist up.”

they don’t say anything as they continue their path. they’re in what looks like another bar strip, except it’s pretty much deserted. there’s walls with beautiful graffiti next to them, parking meters decorating the sides of the sidewalk. the street lights are on and bright, and occasionally a car will speed down the one way road like a bat out of hell.

y/n pulls her jacket, which she managed to grab off her bar stool before they escaped, around her tighter. december in new jersey was unforgiving, and the short skirt and fur lined tights she had on weren’t doing enough to protect her from the cold. she’s just glad she opted for vans tonight.

she looks over to the man next to her, hands shoved in his front pockets and hair falling into his eyes. chris’ nose and cheeks are dusted pink from the cold air, and she wants to brush it out of his face. so she does.

she stops him in the middle of the sidewalk, grabbing his arm. he looks at her quizzically, breathing soft. she reaches up and rakes a hand through the soft, brown locks, positioning it so she could continue to see his eyes. he lips turn upwards.

“where are we going?” she says, her arm falling back to her side.

he nods his head towards a car parked a little bit away. “my car.”

she cocks her head. “why the hell are you parked this far from where you’re performing?”

“we were here earlier,” chris says, walking ahead. she follows. “after we set up at the Phoenix, we came here to get some drinks. too much time to kill led to a round of drunk pool. we ubered to the show.”

she doesn’t know him very well, but she knows it makes sense. “very professional.”

chris unlocks his car, leaning over and opening the passenger door. he leans his forearm on the roof of the car, grinning. “that’s rock and roll baby.”

she scoffs a laugh. “never say that, ever again.”

he laughs too. “yeah, alright.”

once they’re settled in the car, chris hands her the aux. she looks at him, surprised. “you want me to play music?”

he nods. “it’s a good character tester. show me what you got.”

she thinks there’s something more underneath the words. she takes the challenge. “you’re on.”

chris pulls off into the night just as pyramids starts.

***

something y/n had never understood was magnets. sure, they had a specific and concrete explanation, scientifically proven, but it just never really settled in her brain right. the concept of push and pull and attraction to metal was a mystery to her.

she kind of feels like a a stray paper clip right now, though. as chris glides through the streets of jersey she’s encapsulated with the way the fleeting lights ghost over his face, outlining his jaw. he’s got one hand on the wheel and one on the middle console, which makes her wish he’d reach a little further to the flesh of her thigh.

when he parks in the back of a big building that she knows far too well, she’s mystified. “why the hell are we at my childhood rec center right now?”

chris leans forward, looking out the windshield. he shrugs. “i didn’t even know that’s where we were. i was just driving to be honest.”

y/n notices the pull towards him again. cause what a coincidence right?

she unfastens her seatbelt and turns her body towards him, leaning her back against her door. “so what made you wanna be a drummer?”

the question seems to come out of nowhere, to chris at least, but he welcomes it. he copies her movements, facing her as well. his seat is pulled all the way back. “just always loved music. so has matt. my brothers are my best friends, so getting a chance to create music with them seemed like a life i’d always wanna live.”

she loves that answer. makes her heartbeat a little faster. “big softie.”

chris smiles wide, teeth poking out. “kind of.” he fiddles with the steering wheel cover. y/n has noticed that he’s always moving in some capacity. fingers always twitching or drumming on a surface, hands in his hair, cracking his neck— he can never sit still. “what’s your thing?”

she thinks. “don’t know if i have one.”

he tuts. “everyone has a thing.”

her eyes laser focus on his necklace. she’s searching her brain for the best thing to say, but keeps coming up short. there were things she loved, books, movies, art— but there was nothing that really made her feel like she could do it forever. it made her feel boring in comparison.

“i don’t know, really.”

chris looks at her like he’s trying to decode a riddle. she kind of shrinks under the gaze. “i think you’re holding back.” she rolls her eyes, because she doesn’t know what else to do. “but even if that’s true, you’ve got time. nobody has everything figured out.”

the words are comforting, but a little too heavy for the night. what she’s going to do with her life is so not the conversation she wants to be having with the hot drummer she ran away from a bar fight with.

“thank you so much, dr. chris.” he laughs, shaking his head. y/n has a sudden stroke of recklessness genius. she smiles like a cheshire cat, slow growing and completely mesmerizing to the boy across from her.

“what’s with the evil smile? you’re freaking me out.” except he’s lying. he’s quite literally hanging on to her every word.

“let’s go.” she’s climbing over the middle console now, stopping briefly on his lap before reaching for his door. why she just didn’t get out on her side, she doesn’t know. she does. the inexplicable need to be close to him compels her to do it. stupid fucking magnet theory.

before she can grasp it though, chris’s hands plant themselves firmly on her hips. she looks down at him, raising an eyebrow. he just grins up at her, looking peacefully.

“just give me a minute. this is pretty much the view i was imagining the entire show while looking at you.” y/n feels herself pulse at the sentence. “it’s even better than i could’ve ever pictured it.”

“dirty dog,” she teases, but settles down anyway.

“oh come on,” he replies. his hands are wandering the tiniest bit, brushing the curve of her spine. “you’re telling me all your thoughts of me have been perfectly respectable?”

she scoffs in amusement. “you need to be humbled, like immediately. maybe the fame’s going to your head.” she trails her eyes down his chest where their bodies connect. “and there’s no telling which one.”

chris chuckles. “not my style, sugar.”

“oh?” y/n leans down, head above him and hair acting as a curtain around them. “am i your first groupie?”

the smirk that slides on to his face is sweltering. his fingers are rubbing circles into the skin of her back and she forces herself not to shiver at the feeling.

“is that what’s going on here? i thought we were just hanging out.” there’s a sly smile on his mouth, eyes implying less than pure things. he leans up on his elbows, causing his hands to disappear. she misses the touch as soon as it’s gone. there’s barely an inch apart. “looks like i’m not the only one who had a plan. hm?”

she shoves his shoulder, causing him to lay back flat with a laugh. “you’ve bumped your head on one too many tour buses.”

y/n opens the car door, reaching down and grabbing his hand. chris lets her pull him up. he’s still laughing. “what are we doing?”

“being quiet,” she says, leading them to the back door she’d seen almost every night back in her teenage years. “not a word.” she warns.

she’d left her purse in the car, but it doesn’t really matter. pulling a bobby pin from her hair, she gets to work jamming it into the lock and wiggling it around. she can feel chris’ body heat behind her, and the cold air makes her want to sink into it. she’s a woman on a mission though, so she pushes the thought from her head.

she smirks when the lock clicks, like always, and pulls the door open. “lets go.”

the surprise on chris’ face is evident. he’s cautious, looking all around him. “are you insane? we are not breaking into a community center right now.”

y/n leans on the door with her arms across her chest. “scared?”

“very much, yes.” he looks at her with something incredulous in his eyes. “don’t really feel like getting arrested tonight.”

she rolls her eyes. “i promise you this isn’t the first, tenth or hundredth time i’ve done this.” she moves to stand directly in front of him then. “it’s a jersey teen rite of passage. we’ll be fine.”

he looks unsure, but he’d be kidding himself if he thought he could ever say no to her. the way she’s looking at him, with wide, sparkling eyes and plump, glossy red lips stretched into a smile that makes his heart thud. he’s a goner. already.

“fine.” he says, despite his better judgement. “lead the way, miss criminal.”

she just laughs as she pulls him inside. the sound makes him think that everything could go to shit in a matter of minutes, and it would all be worth it.

***

the sounds of their foot steps echo through the abandoned space. y/n leads chris through the darkness with expertise, helping him dodge strewn about chairs and walls that he nearly smacked into several times.

she’s giggling like a mad woman, making chris’ lips freeze in a permanent smile at the sound. when they get to where she wants to be she stops and tells him to close his eyes.

he hears the sound of a switch or two, and when he opens his eyes he’s met with a giant community sized pool and some bleachers in front of it. there’s a couple overhead lights, some benches lining the sides of the pool. it looks exactly like what you’d picture a rec center pool would look like.

the thing that catches his eyes though is the graffiti that paints the walls around him. vibrant colors and designs that are so intricate he can’t even wrap his head around it. he’s in awe. when y/n comes to stand in front of him, he looks from the wall to her still dumbfounded.

“this is fucking sick.” he travels to see the art up close, running his hands along the pictures. there’s a flurry of random images with a distinct style chris could never figure out the name for, but all his eyes and brain can register is that it’s fucking beautiful. “have these always been here?”

y/n is looking at the wall with nostalgia swirling through her irises. “kind of. there were a bunch of random additions over the years and it just became this big piece. heard the artist got caught a bunch of times but nothing could stop them.”

chris scoffs. “um, yeah, if i was this good at anything artistic i’d draw that shit on everything too.”

she laughs, turning to him with a mischievous look. he raises an eyebrow at her, questioning what the look was for. she doesn’t say anything, just leans down and starts taking off her shoes.

chris watches her with raised interest, heartbeat speeding up when she gets to the hem of her shirt. “i’m confused on the signals i’m getting right now.”

she shrugs, “strip.”

and with that she pulls of her top, exposing her deep red bra. chris’ eyes trace the valley of her chest and even though he feels like a dick, he can’t help it. he already thought she was the most beautiful girl he’d seen clothed, so her stripping in front of him wasn’t doing him or the pants he was wearing any favors. not to mention that moment in the car was constantly burning through his brain, making him hear. for her touch.

her skirt is off in the next second, and she’s looking at chris like he’s missing an opportunity. “are you gonna stand there and creep on me or are you gonna take your clothes off?”

he’s snapped out of the trance he was in and sends her a sheepish grin. “i’m still kinda lost on what we’re doing right now.”

y/n walks to him slowly, hair fanning out around her shoulders. chris find his hands itching to bury themselves in it, pulling, grasping or even just playing with it softly. when she’s right in front of him, he looks down at her. the sight nearly knocks him off his feet. she’s peering up at him through her eyelashes, eyes dark and sensual, mouth quirked up in a sinful smile. she brings her hands to the waistband of his cargo pants, toying with the button.

chris is hot all over. he can’t do anything but keep his eyes on her hands, following their every move. she pops the button with ease, “do you want me to do all the work or..?”

chris’ voice is shaky as he blows out a breath. “i mean kind of, yeah.”

“i think you’ve got it under control,” she says, voice like honey. “can you finish for me?”

it should be embarrassing how fast chris steps out of his shoes and shows his pants down to his ankles. he’s hoping his dick isn’t standing straight up because he’d probably try to drown himself.

when he’s down to his boxers, y/n trails a nail up his chest and puts her lips to his ear. “good boy.” he shudders, then questions himself cause what the fuck? but then he mentally shrugs because he knows that anything that fell out of her mouth would turn him on. “i really hope you can swim.”

the words register a second too late, because chris is suddenly submerged in water before he can even think to say anything. he hears y/n’s cackle on the way down, and can feel the break of water as she jumps in after him.

he pushes to the surface with a glare, splashing her as soon as she emerges. “you’re evil,” he says, huffing. “you distracted me.”

she splashes him back with a wide, genuine smile. “you’re a guy. distracting a child would be harder.”

chris rolls his eyes, taking the opportunity to lunge at her through the water. she squeals, manically laughing as he chases her around. they spend the next however long slashing each other and trying to dunk each other under water without getting too close to be grabbed.

y/n doesn’t know the last time she felt this good around a guy. the last time she was so allowing to have someone in her space. it makes her stomach turn in a delicious, tantalizing whirl of want.

chris catches her off guard finally, wrapping his arm around her waist as she tries to get away. he pulls her to him and she turns, taking it upon herself to get as close as possible. they’re treading water, looking at each other in the eye.

it feels like they’re having a conversation without saying the words, and y/n is terrified chris can hear her heart beating in the silence. he reaches up, tucking a wet strand behind her ear. the moment is oddly tender. “you’re beautiful.”

he says it so concretely that it makes her stomach (among other places) clench. like there was no room for debate. it’s probably the shyest she’s been all night when she looks down at the distorted sight of their legs underwater.

like a mind reader, chris nudges her burning cheek, making her look up. he’s close as he can be but still giving her space. he searches her eyes for a moment, before he starts to say something. “i-“

y/n is looking at him, waiting for him to finish but ultimately he doesn’t. “fuck it.” is the only thing he says before slotting his lips perfectly over hers.

it’s instantaneous, the way her body suctions itself to his. his right hand is gripping the base of her throat hotly, his other hand in her hip. her hands are in his hair and she’s moved to wrap her legs around his waist.

they’re pulling at each other like they’ve been apart for years. it’s desperate and needy, the way chris trails his lips down her neck, nipping and sucking on any part of skin he can see. the way she tugs roughly at his hair to pull him back up to her lips, like she can’t stand to be away from them for a second.

it’s the hottest thing either of them have literally ever experienced and she strongly believes that she’s about to fuck this man right here, right now.

only, they can’t, because there’s a sudden slam of a door and a jingle of keys. “hey! you can’t be in here!”

they pull apart instantly, and y/n’s eyes widen. “oh shit, we gotta go.”

“what the fuck—“ chris looks like a deer caught in headlights, but y/n has been through this way too many times to let them be caught.

she’s pulling chris’ arm with an iron grip to the side of the wall their clothes are at. “let’s fucking go, chris.”

it takes all of two seconds for him to move with her instead of against her. they pull themselves up the wall as the security guard moves from the open door with haste. y/n can’t help but laugh as chris fumbles around with his shit, almost slipping and falling to the ground.

“is that you, y/n?” the guard says, and she can feel chris’ confusion. she doesn’t stop though, continuing her escape with chris in row. “damn kids.”

“you’re fucking insane,” chris says through his own laugh because well, he can’t fucking believe this night. can’t believe this girl.

“little bit!” she calls over her shoulder as the guard chases them around the border of the pool. they run to the door in the other direction, bursting through to the arctic air.

“oh my fucking god my balls are shriveling up i can feel it.” chris says as they run barefoot, soaking wet and freezing cold.

they make it across the parking lot, all the way to chris’s car by the time the guard is at the back door, throwing their clothes and themselves in haphazardly.

chris shakes as he blasts the heat and slams on the gas. he’s out of the space in record speed, driving on to the main road a little fast until they’re a safe ways away. he looks over at her, and she’s already looking him. they burst out in the most insane, bizarre bout of laughter.

they look ridiculous. wet hair and in their underwear, shaking like falling leaves. it’s comical and unbelievable and they would never want to be anywhere else.

“god i was kidding when i called you a criminal but you really fucking are,” he shakes his head. “he knew your name and everything.”

“hey!” she says, holding her hands up. “there’s not much to do around here. sneaking into here was like a weekly routine when i was in high school.”

“my little jailbird. what the hell am i gonna do with you?” there’s a glint to his eyes and she shivers again, not from the cold.

she ignores the feeling and points up ahead to a small alley. “you’re gonna pull in there so we can put our fucking clothes on. i’m freezing.”

“completely your fault, by the way.”

“blah, blah, blah.” she looks at him while he focuses on the road. the smile that spreads on her lips makes her skin heat. “pull over.”

and he does.

***

it’s a little while later and chris and y/n sit in his backseat, joint being passed between them, now fully clothed.

y/n lays with her back pressed up against the back left door, legs outstretched and wide with chris laying between them. the weight of his ribs on her hips is heavenly, and all she’s been thinking about for the last ten minutes is how it’s not close enough.

her hand is resting at the top of his head, lazily twisting a strand of hair around her finger. chris hums every so often, body slouching down more into her body heat.

“hey,” he says. “tell me something true.”

she takes a long hit, holding the smoke in before exhaling. “i’m high as bones right now.”

they share a giggle, before chris swipes the joint from her fingers. “i said true, not obvious.”

she shrugs, watching the smoke around them swirl. “it’s both, actually.”

he shakes his head, looking up at her from his place on top of her. “seriously.”

she thinks for a minute. there’s one thing she can think of, but for some reason it feels embarrassing. the way chris is looking at her though, completely enthralled with low eyes makes her not care. “that was my graffiti at the pool.”

chris flounders for a second, mouth dropping open in slow motion. he moves slowly, but it feels abrupt. he spins his body so his back is now facing the other door. she misses his body weight already.

“no fucking way?” his eyes are as wide as they could possibly be, considering how intoxicated they both are.

y/n just shrugs, pulling the last hit and leaning forward to place the filter in an old pepsi can in the front seat. “not a big deal.”

chris scoffs incredulously. “not a big deal? not a big deal?” he shakes his head, his mop of hair bouncing. “you lied to me.”

“about what, exactly?”

“i asked you what your thing was. you told me you didn’t have one.” he gives her a pointed look. “that’s a pretty big thing to have.”

“i haven’t done any art in years,” she argues. “so not really my “thing” anymore.”

he won’t let it go and she has no idea why. a couple random pieces she did out of teenage rebellion were so far back in her brain that it wasn’t even a factor. it’s been years since she even drew anything.

“well get back to it,” he says. “cause that’s not the type of thing you just stop doing. you’re fucking incredible, y/n.”

the authenticity in the words makes her shift uncomfortably. she doesn’t know how to take it and she damn sure doesn’t know what to make of him staring at her like she was pablo picasso reincarnated. it was kind of freaking her out.

“yeah, yeah.” she says, because it’s all she can.

“i’m serious. you’re so talented.” he moves his face directly in front of hers. his eyes trace the expanse of her face so delicately, it makes her want to been seen by him always. “so fucking perfect.” he whispers.

the words fill her with a softness she doesn’t think she’s ever felt. he really means it. she can tell by how honest his eyes are and how tightly he’s gripping on to the spot right above her knee. she doesn’t know how to thank him, so she connects their lips as a sign. he takes it immediately. they stay like that for a couple moments, learning the ins and outs of each others mouths, languidly kissing.

then, she’s back to being on top of him, but with a fire igniting in the pit of her stomach. she’s grinding her hips down into him, chasing those pretty noises he makes at the back of his throat. she’s breathing heavily, mewls falling from her lips as he sucks a particularly deep bruise into her neck.

“your pace,” he says through a groan. although it almost physically pains him, he slows her hips. she whines, chasing the friction like a woman on a mission. “whatever you want.”

“what do you want?” like a brat, she removes his hands, rolling her hips sinfully slow. chris almost chokes on his own spit.

“just want you.”

it makes her dizzy, the desperation in his voice. she needs him now. “well you have me,” for the second time tonight, she pops open the button of his pants. she places a searing kiss on his lips, making him chase her own when she parts. “now make it count.”

and he does. so much so that y/n has to remind herself several times during it that this man, this moment— is just for tonight. no matter how much she wants differently to be true.

***

“yeah,” y/n says, disoriented and out of breath. “yeah we’re coming.”

chris snorts from his place in the drivers seat. he puts on his shirt, taking a second to run his hands through his hair, trying to fix it.

“already did. several times.”

y/n punches him in the arm, trying to listen to her best friend rattle the location they ended up at. she hums in reply, not really listening as she watches chris watch her, his hand wandering to the flesh of her thighs.

when he gets a little too close to her underwear she clamps her legs shut, sending him a look. he only smirks in reply.

she pulls the phone away slightly. “you’re insatiable.”

he shrugs. “when it comes to you? yeah.”

y/n hears her best friend gasp. “oh my god. you just got finished fucking!”

she can feel the heat rise to her face. “i’m hanging up now.”

“oh my god, bitch!” y/n heard shuffling, no doubt grabbing the attention of her other friend. “y/n fucked chris.”

she can hear a protesting bleh! that sounds like nick over the phone, before squeals fill her ears. she already knows her friends are very much drunk. “goodbye.”

when she hangs up, she turns and slaps chris on the shoulder. he flinches, but he’s laughing nonetheless. “you idiot.”

“what? like you weren’t gonna tell them?”

“yeah, tomorrow.” she emphasizes. “not tonight when they’re surrounded by your drunk brothers in the middle of a bar!”

“trust me,” he says, toothy grin shining. “nick and matt have heard worse.”

y/n rolls her eyes, “slut.”

chris doesn’t do anything but send her a dirty smirk, turning up the music and backing out of the parking lot they were in, weaving through the streets like he’s lived here all his life.

y/n can feel a dreadful weight settle in her gut, thinking that the night was approaching its end. through the silence she studies chris, wondering what he’s thinking. if he felt the connection between them as much she did. if he was just as unwilling to let it go. when they pull up outside the bar, she can see his brothers and her friends standing and laughing loudly outside, waiting for them. she wants to speak, but she doesn’t know what to say or how to say it. luckily for her, chris has never been one to stay silent for long.

“so.” he says, looking at her with what she thinks is nervousness. “am i gonna have to beg for your number? cause i have no shame. and i will.”

y/n lets out the breath she’d been holding. he felt it too. of course he did.

she outstretches her hand to which he places his phone into. she types in her contact, but before she presses save, she motions him close to her. “come here.”

she snaps the picture of them, cheeks pressed together sweetly and makes it her picture, sending it to herself as well. when she’s finished, chris grips her face in his hand and turns her to him, placing one last kiss to her lips.

it’s slow and intimate, no trace of tongue or the desperate need from before. it feels like a promise or a nudge towards the future. like this couldn’t possibly be the last one.

“text me. or call me. whatever. i’ll answer for you anytime.” he whispers into her mouth. she snaps a mental picture of the moment.

“i will.” she means it.

she gets out the car then, alerting her eccentric friends of her arrival. she gives nick and matt a brief hug as they pass her on the way to chris’ car, thanking them for keeping her friends safe.

she watches them all the way to the car, waving at chris once more as they pull away. she kind of feels like a piece of herself went with him.

“you have to tell us everything.” her best friend says, but y/n is somewhere far away.

“yeah, i will. tomorrow. for now, let’s get you drunk fucks to bed.”

he’s the only thing she can think about the whole way home.

***

eight months later

there’s a distinct difference in atmosphere between this night and then last is all y/n’s thinking as she pushes through the crowd of screaming girls to the back of the venue.

before, it was a lowkey bar with more drunk customers than excited fans. now, there’s people with band tees and signs, nearly passing out as she watches the band throw guitar picks and drumsticks into the crowd. her leather pants are sticking to her tightly, sweat collecting at the small of her back.

she’d gotten matt’s number from her best friend, texted him and told him that she’d be here tonight. chris had no idea, and while she was excited beyond belief to see him, there was a part of her that was riddled with insecurity that he wouldn’t share the same feelings.

they’d texted consistently for a couple months after that night. the odd phone call every few weeks to catch up. it was never awkward, despite how much time had passed. she missed him all the time when he wasn’t around, so every time they talked it felt so comforting she yearned to be in his presence again.

but then they got busy, and consistent texts turned into a random conversation here and there and a call once in a blue moon. the eventually, it turned to nothing at all. she still thought about him all the time, but she her fear held her back from ever reaching out. she assumed he felt the same. well that, and the fact that the guys’ band had found massive success seemingly overnight. she was happy for him, she just hoped there was still room in his memory and his life for her.

y/n paces around the band’s small dressing room while she waits. the anxiety is eating her alive, building a lump in her throat she’s scared won’t ever go away. she’s half a second away from running out of there and never looking back when the door opens.

and in walks chris, shirt off and slung over his shoulder. his hair is drenched with sweat, dark, baggy jeans low on his waist. the emotion that floods her makes her hands shake, so she wrings her hands together to make it stop. doesn’t work one bit.

chris hasn’t seen her yet, but she sees nick and matt in the entry way at the door, smiling and flashing her a thumbs up before they shut the door loudly. chris looks back the door in confusion.

“where the hell—“

“i’ve been stuck in this room for twenty minutes and you still haven’t noticed i’m here. remind me to never try to surprise you ever again.”

chris’ entire body stills. he looks up slowly, hair on his arms standing at full height. when he sees her, his eyes widen three times their normal size. his mouth opens and closes helplessly, so much so y/n can only laugh at him.

“you look like you’ve seen a ghost.”

chris doesn’t move from his spot. “i feel like i’m looking at one.”

the eye contact they make is sweltering. all of sudden, the thoughts that had been plaguing her for so long fall away. chris walks to her slowly, like he’s afraid she’s gonna disappear if he moves too fast.

“are you really here right now?” he says, voice full of awe. “i feel like i’m going insane right now.”

she chuckles under her breath. “yes, chris. i’m really here right now.”

the sun opens up in that very room in that moment as soon as chris realizes what’s happening, cause he smiles so wide it looks like it might hurt. he closes the space between and hugs her, lifting her body off the ground.

“chris—“

“what the fuck are you doing here?” he questions, pulling back with his hands on her waist. “not that i’m not glad, i’m just fucking flabbergasted by it.”

y/n’s smile matches his. wide and unrelenting. “well,” she says, pulling a folded up flier out of her bag. she hands it to him, motioning for him to open it. “for this.”

chris’ eyes light up as he scans the paper. he looks at her with so much pride it almost knocks her off her feet. “you have an art show.”

“i do.” she nudges his shoulder. “someone told me once that it was my thing.”

chris wants to kiss her. so badly. he hadn’t seen her in months, hadn’t even spoken to her, but he feels that same thrum of electricity in his veins that he did that night. she looks even more beautiful than before. he can’t take it.

“so that’s why you’re in los angeles?” y/n knows the question is bait. she knows and she wants to keep up the calm and collected ruse really bad, except she thinks she might explode if she doesn’t feel her lips in his very soon.

“yeah,” chris’ shoulders shrug the tiniest bit. “that and this band i like was playing tonight. don’t tell anyone, but i kinda have a thing for the drummer.”

they’re moving closer to each other without even realizing it. chris’ hands have righted their grip on her and she’s about an inch from his face.

he smirks. “mm, good choice. i’ve heard he’s the hottest one.”

“biggest ego too.”

they don’t even have to question it. don’t even have to say the words. chris pulls her to him and closes the gap, his lips finding hers after so long. way too long.

y/n can feel how much he missed her in the way he’s holding her so tightly. she hopes she’s pouring the same feelings into this. kissing chris was like coming home after a hard day to your favorite spot on the couch. she never realized just how much she needed it, never knew how much she missed it until she had it again.

“i missed you.” he says, barely pulling away to say it.

“me too.” she says, toying with the hair at the nape of his neck.

with one final peck to her lips, chris hesitantly pulls himself away from her. “let me pack my shit and then we can get out of here. it’s my turn to show you around.”

y/n watches him move through the room in haste, dropping shit and bumping into chairs out of pure excitement. her heart swells twice in size, eyes sparkling at the thought of the night to come. she knows this time is different. there was no way either of them was going to let go for a second time.

chris sends her a blinding smile while he packs his backpack and she knows, just knows this man is going to be someone special to her. with the way her heart pounds just by looking at him, he already is.

thank god for boys in bands.

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almost 20 minutes into the 2005 p&p and i’m in love with everyone in this club. especially mr bingley and i, too, would lose my mind at the mere thought of marrying such a wonderful mess

#think i'm going to watch the '95 one next because i've heard it's the best #holy fuck this mr darcy is incredible his delivery reminds me of snape #they had less time to make you believe in his dickish aura #so they had him talk like this. amazing #...no okay but this mr collins is kind of... cute... he's SO serious! he gives lizzy tiny flowers! #when i was reading i imagined him as much more cluelessly enthusiastic! #there's Something in this mr bennet that just makes me pay SO much attention when he's on screen #mostly the voice but also. he is Good #tho i have to say i was a bit surprised to see him all white-haired #like i know his demise was something everyone was scared of but considering his eldest daughter is what? 23? #i saw him as more of a salt n pepper kinda dude #hmmm the scene of charlotte telling lizzie she's engaged with mr collins was rather dramatic #quite... too dramatic for the fact that mr collins like. has light nd vibes and that's all #i know they didn't have time (as it's a movie and not a series) but it's... a bit funny lol #AAAAAAAA JUDI DENCH 💛 #hmm. the rain scene certainly Was. #and am i Seeing Things or was there a moment of 'will they won't they kiss' right after she tore him a new one? #some scenes really remind me that it's apparently an anglo-american collab #oh but i like how slow this movie is sometimes #with long shots and scenes and parts that are clearly Not Realistic #(like lizzie spinning on the swing or the scene going from day to evening as she stands motionlessly #very satisfying!) #but also a++++++ casting for jane she really IS stunning. and her VOICE #swoon swoon #WHY IS MR BINGLEY SO CUTE what a fool jesus christ on a motorbike #shrimp thoughts

[hearts4chriss]

Princess.

bad boy! Chris x nerd! Poc reader

prompt: Chris notices you, just a regular girl, pretty nerd, focused on her studies and nothing else, Chris has this attraction to you, his goal is to get ur attention and absolutely destroy you and ur innocence all together, a school project just might be his trick

inspired by: @luv4kozume my mama and talented queen go read her shit now

Part 7

warnings: reader is on BC!! overstimulation, rough sex ( p in v ), degrading, hair pulling, use of pet names ( good girl, sweetheart, baby ), ass slapping, teasing, manipulation ??, aftercare tho!!

“Fucking hell” I say to myself, I had a project with the nerd. Now ur probably like “Chris she’s just a nerd come on” She’s not ur regular nerd, she’s just innocent as shit, never had sex, never received head or pleasure from anyone focussed on her studies but I’ve heard her talk to her friends, she’s got a dirty mouth one i'd love to put to good use.

the second we got assigned partners for a chemistry project a smirk curved across my lips. I see her turn back to me and give me an innocent welcoming smile. fuck that was enough to make cum in my pants. the way her clear glasses sit on her cute little nose, her plump lips with a layer of gloss on them. and damn that uniform on her.

the way her skirt rides up when she sits down allowing me to get a good look at her ass, I see her light purple panties from here just a bit. Nobody else was looking at her, more focused on the basic ass bitches whose asses were purposely exposed. whores.

Fuck I couldn't take my eyes off her, the way she pulled her skirt down in the back, she could bare the fact the school's skirts were so short her ass was poking out. Her stockings climb up her thighs and her dress shoes dangle off her feet, the blazer fits perfectly around her skirt, and the white button-up shirt school rules top two buttons for all girls must be undone, Fuck- her tits sat so perfectly in it,

And then shit don't get me started on the tie. I've always pictured me putting mine around her pulling it as I fucked her. She was so damn innocent, the way she'd look back every now and then to see me because we were partners and give me that same smile innocent smile, as I was thinking about ruining her pussy. The only thing stopping me was the fact we were in class, but shit- I swear when I have her alone I was gonna fuck her so good, ruin her innocence entirely.

Eventually class was over and so was school, which meant It was about to just us.

Your Pov now

I got up from my seat and made my way out of class to wait for chris, I readjust my glasses and apply some more lip gloss.

The boy walks out and I give him a small smile and he gives me a smirk looking down at me and biting his lip, I just shrug it off and he opens his car door for me and we start driving back to his house

"Are you excited about our project Chris?" I asked him softly trying to kill the silence

Fuck her voice, it was so soft and sweet. just imaging her moaning was even better, I let out a soft groan feeling my dick press against my pants before I respond to her.

“Oh yeah for sure I cant wait.” to fuck ur brains out till you can't take it anymore.

We arrived at his house and we walked inside and his parents weren't home so he offered to work in his room and I nodded and we walked. upstairs into it and sat on his bed.

I smiled and took my computer out and laid on my stomach and began to start a slide show.

Fuck- does she know what she's doing? I felt my dick get even harder a small wet spot appearing on my pants.

I sat and watched this hot nerd on my bed and realized.

We were not gonna get anything done tonight.

I began to un do my belt and slip my pants and boxers down, I tossed my blazer on the floor and my shirt and tie approaching her.

I slowly lifted up her skirt and pull her light purple panties down staring at her bare ass, she had no idea. Fuck the surprise she was in for.

I press my dick against her sliding into her as she let out a moan fuck she was so tight.

“Chris- wh- o-oh god”- she moaned, it rang in my ears.

“is this okay?” I asked, I wanted to make sure she was okay with what I was about to do to her.

“mmph- y-yes- she stutters” I could hear her struggling it was pretty cute.

I took her skirt off and blazer allowing me to grip her hips and thrust in her quickly, her moans growing louder as I moved her computer to my nightstand.

“Ur pussy's so tight baby fuck-“ I groan as her wetness coated my dick allowing me to start pounding into her, her moans got louder as she moans my name and fuck did it turn me.

“Fuck c'mere-“I say impatiently arching her back and pushing her face into the pillow before pounding into her again.

“C-chris o-oh god-“ she cries out gripping my sheets as I saw her glasses fogging up from her heavy breathing, I knew this was probably a lot for her but I was dying to fuck her.

My hips snapping with hers sounded euphoric as she cried out my name, I did what she least expected.

I pulled her hair and thrusted into her harshly my hips snapped harshly on her ass and she squealed at the sudden roughness.

“Oh God- I-chris-“ She cries out and I decide to opt for slower and deep thrusts knocking the wind out of her lunges.

“Not so innocent now are you sweetheart.” I said with a smirk getting impatient at the pace so I shoved her face into the pillow starting to pound in her again the moans and heavy breathing of this innocent girl grew louder again.

“Shit shit shit-“ curses leave her mouth and I chuckle darkly

“hm, you've got a dirty mouth, don't you?” I whisper into her ear and she moans in response, she sounds so beautiful like this.

she fits so snug around me. I felt her squeeze tightly around my dick and I groan in response at how quickly I was about to make her cum and me as well as I twitch inside her.

“You on the pill baby?” I asked her and she nodded and I pull her hair roughly

“Use ur words princess.” I say still pounding into her.

“I-I-am- f-fuck-“ she stutters out and moans my lips curling into a playful smile.

“Good girl, you can cum now.l I say as I harshly snap my hips feeling her cum on my cock and I release inside of her.

I pulled out watching our cum drip out of her pussy thats when I realized, I was nowhere near finished with her.

“On ur stomach for me?” i asked her and she immediately complied.

I unbottoned her shirt leaving her tie on seeing her fully naked wearing just a tie makes my dick perk up again.

I slap my tip on her folds and she whimpered.

I spread her legs pushing them against her chest and slip inside her easily and she cries out at me pounding into her with force rocking her small body on the bed.

watched her stomach seeing my bulge and I chuckled seeing her eyes squeeze shut and her glasses start slipping from her face.

“Ugh F-fuck- my glasses-“ she cries out as they started falling off onto her body from how hard I was fucking her.

“fuck- push em up for me yeah?” I sighed deeply and she reached a shaken hand pushing the frames back on her face.

She looks so hot like this, all fucked out on my bed for me and she has no idea this was only the beginning

“C-Chris ngh- I-c-can’t-“ she stutters as I watch the tears form in her eyes from the overwhelming pleasure I was giving her, the way her tits were pressed up against her body as I held her legs up easily slipping in and out of her wet pussy.

“come on baby, your taking me so well- shit-“ I grunted angling my hips to come in contact with hers more quickly and harshly and hearing her whimpers was so fucking hot.

I attach my thumb to her clit rubbing it in circles and she squealed at the sudden contact from her sensitivity.

“Shit Chris- I-t-the project!” She screams out my name and I smirk at her innocence, I had never thought about the damn project.

“oh princess you really think that’s what I care about?” I say snapping my hips with hers once more pounding her pretty pussy and she curses my name.

“I’ve only been thinking about fucking that pretty ass of yours for days, shit you and that skirt-“ I chuckle drawing figure 8s on her swollen clit and her thighs tremble in my hands.

“Fuck- mphm oh g-god-“ she cries out, her body trembling in my hands her body covered in a thin layer of sweat, her cute classes now discarded.

“Hm? What was that sweetheart?” I smirk pulling her tie making her gulp and her eyes widen as I pull it and thrust into her roughly, the sounds of my hips and her thighs slapping fuck- I could’ve cum right there.

“CHRIS- p-please-“ she stutters gripping the sheets and my finger tips needing her plush thighs as she begs for an orgasm.

“You need to cum?” I say leaning over in her ear.

“Y-yes god-“ she whimpers arching her back.

I decided I would let her cum under one condition.

“princess I’m the only one who’s aloud to fuck you from now on got it?” I say placing my tongue around her nipple sucking softly and she groans.

“Y-yes I-i got it-“ she cries out and I rocked her body harder rubbing her clit and she tightens around me before beginning to squirt, she didn’t stop.

“Fuck you just squirted all over me-“ I chuckle slowing my thrusts.

“Mmph- I’m sorry- I-“ she stutters and I shake my head and chuckle.

“It’s okay honey I’ll take care of you”. I smile and pull out of her smirking seeing proudly at the mess I made of this girl, her thighs shake a bit, our cum dripping out of her and the wet patch on my sheets from her squirting just now. Her face a little teary and fuck she looked so hot all fucked out for me.

I picked up her body and ran her a bath and sat her on the counter for a second

“Spread ur legs for me mama.” I ask her calmly and she does so and I take a warm cloth and rub slowly between her legs and she winces.

“S-sensitive”- she whimpers and I stop and place her in the warm water

“Sorry.” I smile putting her braids in a bun and she sighs in the water.

“thank you for taking care me-“ she sighs smiling at me innocently.

the rest of the night consists of me making sure she was okay

Oh and the project? She, yes ms nerdy herself, asked for an extension

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more looks into the life of connie and his princess puh-leeze !!! that fic was so cute i’m obsessed

YESS I LOVE THEM SO HERE YALL GOO

(This soo late lol imma edit it tomorrow sorry about any mistakes) kinda short too but anywho

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Connie’s good girl

The school year has been so rough for y/n, you have been more stressed than ever and was nearly burnt out. Connie knew this and was helping as much as he could but a lot of the time he was also busy with making drops and making ‘business’ plans with ony so when he was very pleased to see you running in the living room with a piece of paper in your hand waving it around with a big grin. “Pa look, look!” You said extremely excited. He grabbed the paper and realized it was your report card and it had only As and A pluses on it, no B or C in sight. He grinned before picking you up and spinning you around in his arms, “Good job princess, all AS!” He kissed your cheeks than your neck making you squeal and giggles since you were so ticklish. “I knew you could do it mama.” You smiled shyly, it always felt good to get so much praise from Connie, other then yourself he was the only person you ever truly wanted to make proud.

“You proud of me papa?” You grinned standing up on your tippy toes to kiss him on the lips. “Mhm very proud I think my princesa need some rewards.” You beamed with glee because that means Connie was going to get you whatever you wanted. You were already spoiled as it is but now that he had a real reason to spoil you today you knew it was going to be something special.

You went to get ready right away. You sported a mini flare skirt with a cute colorfully cropped top with spaghetti straps and pink kitten heels. Your hair was in a half up half down style with two ponytails. You were very cute to say the least.

“You look cute today mama, hope you got sum’ under this short ass skirt tho.” Connie said walking up to you running his hands to you ass to check. You rolled your eyes playfully, of course you did because you knew he didn’t play about any of that with his. “Yes I do now let’s gooo” you say pulling him to the front door. You connected your phone to his Bluetooth in his all black hellcat because of course You being the princess passenger you always got to play your music in the car unless you wanted to hear his. Connie speed out of his driveway like a damn crazy man you were truly surprised he hasn’t gotten into any car accidents with the way he drives, him being a speed racer makes it no better either.

Once you were in the mall it was like a kid in a candy store, you were pulling him to every store your eyes landed on, you got sneakers, heels, couple of bags, cute clothes makeup really anything your little heart desired and Connie was right there supporting you pulling his card out as soon as you stepped up to the cashier. It made your heart swell every time he did too, not just because he was spending his money on you but because he truly treated you like a little princess.

“Con which one?” You asked holding up two bags one dark pink and the other light pink. “I don’t know baby which ever one you want.” Connie mumbled kissing you on the cheek. You huffed and pouted “that’s why I asked you I don’t know what I want papa.” You rolled your eyes still looking at both of them not paying any attention to your surroundings clearly because the older white lady standing closely behind gasped and eyed you shocked at the pet name that you normally addressed Connie as. Connie snorted a chuckle looking the lady in the eye and pointed to the dark pink one. “That one you got a lot of clothes it will match with plus papa loves you in that color.” He said pulling you close and sliding his hand down to you ass gripping it a bit inwardly laughing at the white haired women awkwardly trying to avoid eye contact. You grinned and placed the other one down planting a big kiss on his shape jawline. “I think this is all I want pa let’s go home my feet hurt.” You cried playfully limping a bit.

Connie walked out the mall with Seven bags filled in his arms and you clinging on to him like a koala bear because your feet were hurting to bad from the heel and Connie of course spoiled you to no end and one little whine from you and next thing you knew you were being carried to the car.

“Thank you for all this I really appreciate it” You shyly admit, he was so fine that sometimes it intimidated you a little like his side profile, the neck tattoos going all the way down his arm and hand. He smiled back and leaned over to place a kiss on your soft lips. “You’re welcome mama, my pretty girl so polite let’s get home so I can give you your other presents.” He smirked as he bit and tugged on your bottom lip softly making you whine and clench your legs tightly.

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Connie pulled his gaming chair to the mirror in his bedroom and pulled his shirt off, his tattoos on his chest now visible, you had just gotten out of the shower and you had nothing on but one of his big black t shirt. No Panties or bra. “C’mer.” You walked over to him with shaking legs knowing he was about to fuck you dumb. He pulled you on his lap and got started on your neck, kissing gently and pushing his hands under you makeshift nightgown and squeezed your boobs making you moan out a little bit. You bite your lip and watched him through the mirror. He was being so gentle with you like you were made of glass, you rubbed your legs together making your slick spend from your entrance to your clit. Connie quickly caught on and grinned against your neck. “be patient mama imma get to it.” You tried your best to slow your breathing but he was in your ear whispering and touching you. You were getting turned on very quickly. Connie ignored your needy moan and continued on with the teasingly foreplay before he pulled you against his chest and pulled your legs apart opening you up.

Your breath got caught in your throat when you saw your pink insides and Connie staring holes into mirror. “Look at this pretty pink pussy…so wet is that all for me?” You were quick on nodding your head. “I know.” He took his hand and rubbed his fingers up and down your slit slowly, killing you on the inside. He rubbed your clit for a beat before sliding his thick fingers in. Your pussy was already clenching onto him. “Ah-mm please go faster” you moaned. He nodded before he stroked his fingers deeper hitting your spot. Your eyes rolled shut and leaned your head back on his shoulder. “That feel good? Tell papa let me hear you.” You tried your best but only a pathetic whine was heard. That was good enough for him..for now. He pulled his fingers from you and placed them in his mouth sucking your cum off. “Why’d you stopp?” Your spoiled ass whine kicking your foot up a little. He chuckled and flipped your around so you were facing him. “Cuz I want you to cum on my dick not my fingers now stop whining.” He pulled his sweatpants down and his dick strung out, it’s tip was pink and wet with prenut.

“Come get up on it mama.” He pulled you up higher so you were above him and rubbed his tip up and down your slit before dipping in your sweet warm pussy. Your eyes widened from the shock it had only been a few days since he had given you dick but it was so big to you that you didn’t think you’ll ever get over the shook of his tip sliding in. “P-pa- ehhh” he looked up at you seeing the look of discomfort on your face. “I know it’s all the way in.” He said before slamming you down on it. “Oh fuck! Oh fuuuuckkk!” You moaned placing your hand on his shoulders trying to balance yourself but that was all thrown off because he started thrusting from up underneath you.

You gasped loudly grabbing his shoulders. “Waitt papa wait!” He smirked and thrusted harder, his dick hitting your g spot perfectly everyday. Your finger nails gripped into his strong tattooed arm.

“Yeahhh I’m getting in that pussy huhh mama” he said his voice raspy and deep, his tongue folded on his bottom lip. Your pussy was so tight and gripping his dick so good. You nodded your head already feeling out of it.

“Tell me how it feel baby…tell daddy.”

“Good, feel good daddyy.” You whine trying to sit up to ride him, you got up on your toes and laid your hands on his torso, he grinned big watching you “you gon ride like a big girl? Oh you acting outta character today princess.” You giggled but as soon as you sunk down you quickly remembered why you didn’t ride him often. “Go ahead you can do it baby.” You slowly but surely begin going quickly hitting deeper than before. Your knees knocked together when it started getting a little to deep and good.

“Gimme it! Gimme that daddy dick papa please I been a good girl promise!” You went on and on.

“Get it than mama you in control right now.” Connie said through small groans, you shook your head you wanted to keep going but all your strength was getting zapped. You fall onto his chest shaking like a leaf, his dick popping out. “Aw princess I thought you was gonna be a big girl and take it?” Connie chuckled smacking your ass making you jump a little.

“Papa I tried it’s just so hard and my legs aren’t that strong.” You pouted.

“That’s ok, that’s why I go to the gym.” He chuckled and picked you up by your legs and put his dick back in.

He Bounced you up and down, your loud wails were surely heard by the neighbors but Connie couldn’t give a fuck he was making his pretty girl feel good and that all that mattered to him…and you. You felt like you were in a whole different dimension you were hearing color and seeing sounds, your eyes felt like they were permanently crossed.

Connie loved your fucked out face, the drool and tears making you even prettier.

“M’ gonna nut daddy please don’t wanna make a mess on the floor waitt!” You sobbed, Connie ignored you and pounded harder because that’s exactly what he wanted.

“I know baby I know gimme that juice it’s okay daddy will clean it up.” He smiled gripping your face with one hand and the other holding you up, he placed a sweet kiss on your lips.

You whined against his lips and let it all out on his dick and floors. “There we gooo, mhmm.” He groaned rubbing his pink tip up and down your slit making your cum fling all over the both of you. You placed your face in his neck embarrassed hearing the loud splashing sounds. He smiled and waited to until your breathing evened out before setting you down on his bed. “You gonna suck daddy up?”

“Mhmm” You hummed giving him the prettiest smile before bringing his dick up to your lips.

“Daddies need to get spoiled too sometimes.”

#connie x black y/n #connie x black reader #aot connie #connie smut #connie springer #connie x you #connie x reader smut #connie x y/n #aot x y/n #aot x black reader #aot x reader #aot smut #aot fanfiction #Connie

[jasonswh0rre]

Jason Todd Headcanons

🌸 𝐅𝐥𝐮𝐟𝐟 🌸

ꨄ He likes to rub your thighs when he's contemplating sometimes he might do it un subconsciously

ꨄ I think he would like forehead kisses they give him a sense of comfort

ꨄ Better at showing rather then telling his emotions

❥ (for ex: say it’s Valentine’s Day rather then tell you Happy Valentine’s Day he might surprise you with a rose or chocolate and think nothing of it)

ꨄ After care would be him putting the covers on you and kissing your forehead he might rub your shoulders while you rested on his chest

ꨄ Teaches you self defense and how to shoot a gun so you can better protect yourself when he’s not there

ꨄ As a father, Jason's protective instincts are dialed to 100

ꨄ Behind closed doors he can be a teddy bear, and a bit clingy

ꨄ A lazy day for Jason looks like in the bed with you sleeping by his side while he reads a good book

🔥 𝐀𝐧𝐠𝐬𝐭 🔥

★ Puts too much pressure and emphasis on the idea of weakness and strength forcing himself to be strong to protect you

★ Panic attacks himself awake

★ He might put you through the ringer to just see if you'll try to leave him, Jason is doing this because after all he's been through he doesn't want to open his heart to the possibility that someone is trying to reach towards him

❥ (So you better keep my man happy 😒)

★ I think possessiveness and abandonment issues play hand in hand like he might not be there for you consistently but he is expecting you to still remain loyal to only him

★ I have this idea that he’d probably have your home bugged so he can see you and know what’s going on should he need to protect you

★ Should there be a moment when you are pregnant he might leave the decision to you but that doesn’t mean he won’t not encourage you to terminate the pregnancy

★ If you keep it he will not be that present physically and when he is it might take him emotionally a while to adjust. He might still try to provide you with the financial aid tho

★ If there was ever a moment where he scared you he would see the fear in your eyes and just leave without saying another word giving you and him space for an unknown prolonged period of time

★ Is prone to dissociation or bursts of rage if he’s reminded of his trauma

☀️ 𝖲𝗅𝗂𝖼𝖾－𝗈𝖿－𝖫𝗂𝖿𝖾 ☀️

★ Smokes when he’s in stressful situations but does tries not to make it a habit

❥ (it’s canon he smokes since it’s implied he was the hooded man in the corner)

★ His go to alcoholic beverage is whiskey

★ Favorite meal: pot roast

★ I know Arkham Jason was never put in the Lazarus pit and never got that white streak we all know and love so I headcanon that instead he probably has peppers of gray hair

I think in the beginning when he checked his reflection seeing that he had gray hair may have left him self-conscious so he'd probably dyed it black but over time he lets it show mainly from just not caring anymore

★ Wears a back brace to correct his posture also has a back brace embedded into his suits

Injuries he potentially could have would be several scars across the body, minor joint pain/swelling, shoulder discomfort

★ If Jason was a father I've always pictured him as a girl dad 🎀 I can't explain it

#red hood #arkhamverse #arkham knight #jason todd #headcanon #red hood x reader #x reader #dc comics #dc universe #2nd robin #arkham batman #jason peter todd

[mariailoveyou-guerin]

Oh he getting uglier and uglier by the day what’s happening he use to be cute but now he looks bad with this haircute and the facial hair oh this means obx4 is being filmed for sure because he only gets worse when he filming that show like he gets worse and worse for each season maybe that’s the point all the bs getting to his character, it makes sense honestly I can see it!

He will never be fine and I need y’all to wake up bc aint no way y’all lying to yourself this much bc u like his psychopath character, he gonna be the new Timothy who was the new Noah I’m afraid I can’t take yet another one!! Truly in his worst era and that’s saying something bc he was horrendous in s3 too wonder what happened to him at one point he was cute and okay looking and now he turning into just not it at all!

Streets saying he’s a method actor so for s5 he’s gonna be walking around like a corpse looking dead because his character will be six feet under love to see it but on a genuinely real level what’s happening to him why he decomposing in front of our eyes something is off fr

Forgot the drew freaks existed for a good minute since I ain’t seen his ass nowhere since obx ended and now it’s all back because they live on this app and on tktk like the true loser freaks they are but what’s worse is they out here making me defend rudy like he ain’t mid himself he just happens to be the 2nd hottest guy on that show sharing it with Nick out of the yt men he’s hottest but the bar was non existent so can’t even give him that win bc it’s not a win if there’s no competition but how dare they make me defend Rudy just he he’s not ugly like drew or below mid like drew but above mid

why they acting like he’s Jacob when he ain’t even Jacob foot in terms of good looks and talent is never coming near his pinky yt psychopath character stans are so weird yet so fascinating to me because they genuinely believe these men are hot bc they like their psychopath characters, I remember Kylo ren stans were ready to die on actual hill saying Adam Driver was hot I just can’t with them never laughed so hard in my life at first I thought they was joking but nope they was dead serious too whenever I remember I laugh so hard my stomach feels like it’s about to fall out, what’s not surprising nor shocking to anyone was they were all divorced hag yt woman and white unloved teens with issues! What a niche type of yt woman/teens who like them these ugly men and why do they all look almost exactly the same somebody needs to study that, there just has to be a study on it why they are always hag pushing 40 white woman or teen girls liking them all because they like their weirdo character a little bit to much and they also like and think real life serial killers are hot and have fan accounts and meme accounts for them sickos for real! may they get help for this illness

I get liking Jacob and thinking his character Nate was hot because the man is hot even tho his character is garbage but liking and thinking drew or Adam driver is hot bc y’all like their weirdo character yeah that’s to far way to far off the sanity 🏊‍♀️! let’s be serious about this

Adam driver attractive hot 😂 funniest shit I have ever heard in my life drew by s5 really gonna look like him to

#drew starkey #obx #rafe cameron

[lynn-writes-things]

secrets uncovered - toge inumaki x reader

cw: suggestive themes! nothing explicit tho!

word count: 941

“Ooo, someone had some fun last night.” Nobara teases you, poking at the very prominent hickey sucked into your neck last night by your secret boyfriend. She tugs down your collar with an excited gasp when she notices even more marks. Just as quickly, you’re tugging it back up, face burning hot as you do your best to avoid looking at the man who gave you them, and more, last night. The lot of you, former first and second years, now graduated are now having a movie night to celebrate.

“My, my, we’ve got a little slut on our hands.” Maki joins in the teasing, enjoying your embarrassment. On the other couch, sandwiched between Yuta and Megumi, it’s Yuji who puts two and two together, much to everyone’s surprise.

“Wait a minute..” He begins, and you can’t help the way your wide eyes nervously glance to Toge, sitting on the floor next to Panda, only to see the white-haired boy practically glaring a warning at his pink-haired friend. “Y/N, weren’t you with Inumaki yesterday..?” The entire room goes quiet, save for the movie still idly playing, though no one is paying attention to it now. Now it’s Megumi’s turn to share in the memory of you denying their offer to hang out after lunch with the couple, stating that you had plans with Toge.

“You did mention that.” He states, not sure whether to feel happy that you finally laid your long-time crush, or disgusted.

“What?!” Nobara borderline-screamed, grabbing you by the shoulders roughly. “And you didn’t tell us?!”

“W-Well-“

“We’re your friends! What-“

“Let her explain herself.” Maki interrupted, her hand firmly resting on Nobara’s shoulder, instantly making the redhead settle down. All eyes were on you, except for Toge, whose face was buried in his hands. You could hear the muffled sounds of Yuta trying so hard to hold in his laughter, to no avail.

“We just.. I-“

“Alright,” Megumi cuts in, seeing as you’re too flustered to speak, and Toge can’t speak to explain the story. “Just leave it be for now. This is probably why they didn’t tell you.”

“Who says you get a say in this?!” Nobara argues. “Our sweet little Y/N.. So innocent.. So pure..” She fakes a sniffle for dramatic effect, and the topic might’ve been on the way of fizzling out, except the comment about your innocence and purity made Toge snort, earning a sharp warning glare from you.

Yuji does a spit take, choking on the drink he was about to swallow, making his boyfriend sigh in annoyance while patting his back to help him through it.

“Really couldn’t help yourself there, huh?” Yuta comments through laughter to Toge, who’s seemingly lost all shame as far as the topic was concerned, smiling proudly.

“So, are you guys dating, or just..” Panda trails off, but the insinuation is there, making you groan in embarrassment, covering your burning face with your hands.

“Salmon.” Toge speaks up, standing and walking over to you, removing your hands from your flushed face and kissing your lips to seal the deal. He pulls away a moment later, both of you sporting matching smiles. To your right, Maki fakes a gag, and Nobara grabs a pillow and half heartedly smacks at the two of you, both of them only making you laugh.

“She’s fuckin’ liked him long enough.” Megumi comments, earning a glare from you. Toge wears a smug grin at the confession, that falters when Yuta’s grin matches his as he raises his eyebrow.

“Don’t.” Toge mouths, but it’s far too late for mercy, Yuta is already opening his mouth and spilling his secret. “He’s liked her for years-“ Suddenly, the pillow has been snatched from Nobara and thrown at the dark-haired sorcerer, which he effortlessly catches, as he and the rest of your friends fall into laughter.

“I’m happy for you guys!” Yuji exclaims when everyone’s settled down a bit. When you look over at him, he’s absolutely beaming, making it impossible for you not to return his smile. To your right, Maki taps her girlfriend on the shoulder with a smirk on her lips before whispering a question in her ear to pass onto you, making Nobara gasp.

“Wait!” She exclaims. “We’ve gotta know..” There’s a pause for dramatic effect, naturally. “How was he?” Both girls are smirking, barely containing their giddiness, knowing that Toge can’t speak up to defend himself. Maki moves her hand to her cheek, acting like she’s scratching an itch while she mouths to you to play along. You get the picture real quick, and it takes a lot of willpower not to let your expressions betray you.

“He was-“

“Y/N, stop talking.” You feel his cursed words buzz in your head, similarly to last night, and you could no longer force yourself to speak. Laughing though, you could do that, giggling uncontrollably at his reaction. You were going to praise him, but Toge would rather not have your shared sex life being discussed like this.

“..Did he do that to you while you were-“

“Maki, Nobara, quiet.” Under different circumstances, they would’ve attacked him for this, but all three of you were damn near in tears from laughter, yet you were nodding, confirming their question, much to your boyfriend’s dismay.

“..Why does that sound like it’d be really hot though..” Yuji ponders, earning a whack on the back of his head by Megumi. Yuta is having the time of his life, he can’t remember the last time he’s laughed this much. Meanwhile, Panda just shakes his head, wishing he would’ve left sooner when he had the chance.

#inumaki toge #inumaki toge x reader #jjk x reader #toge x reader #inumaki x reader

[circus-babe]

Butterfly | TH

Sysnopis: A butterfly tattoo you fell in love with, that was prohibited to see by others. And lucky you to see him shirtless that night.

Warning: Mature language, Mature content

Pairing: Taehyung x reader

Word count: 4,8k

A/N: Been so focused on Wattpad that I totally forgot about Tumblr 😭. I promise I have a lot of drafts, I just haven’t finished them. (Read Flavors of love on wattpad tho, link on bio!)

Narrowing your eyes, you eyed the shop on the corner carefully, as you heard sirens and cars drive by. There was nothing stopping you from doing this tonight, you finally had the courage of doing something so extravagant. So out of your league, something you thought you would never do.

And now here you are standing just a few feets away from the story, trying to calm down your nerves as you took a deep breath in. You were nervous and even scared, but your determination to try something you’ve never done before was much stronger than that.

Once you took an extra deep breath, you slowly walked towards the store, to that lonely corner that was somewhat illuminated. Looking around, you tried to spot anything that would change your mind, for something to stop your plans. But it felt as if the universe was on your side with this. Something that is very surprising.

Whenever you plan to do something, or you have such an extravagant idea, that is usually ruined by the universe and it’s different ideas it has for you. Ideas that aren’t what you expected or wanted, but you still take them either way.

Sighing to yourself, you pushed the door open, hearing the sound of bells whenever you opened the door. Slowly, you walked in, looking around once you did. The smell of ink was quite strong. You were starting to get bad vibes of the place, but that once vanished when you fully examined it.

The shop had its own vibe, this dark and cool theme of black and white that surrounded it. And the blue LED lights that surrounded the whole room added a nice touch. You liked the vibe, the aura it was giving you, it was sort of making you more comfortable in your decision.

“Hello?” you spoke up, coming closer to what seemed like a counter.

There was no one around, something that seemed unusual for a shop. Without getting a response you walked closer to the counter, clicking on a silver bell that was on it. Giving it a few clicks, you waited for a response.

The room was quiet, too silent. It wasn’t what you were expecting and it was kinda freaking you out. No owner in the shop and no one in it was giving very creepy vibes. Like those movies whenever it starts and the first person is shown entering a haunted place they shouldn’t have and they end up getting killed in the first few minutes of the movie. Yeah those types of vibes.

You didn’t want to be that character, nor were you here for that. You decided to wait for a few seconds, and right as you were about to walk out you heard footsteps. Looking over to the counter, you spot a man with a black hoodie coming closer to the counter. For a few seconds you felt fear, nervous even but once he came much closer you got to see his face a bit more.

He was handsome, very clear skin, soft honey skin, nice brown narrow eyes, and his hair looked fluffy although it was covered by his hoodie.

“Sorry it’s closed” he quietly said, putting his hands on the pockets on his black jeans, as you groaned in response. Maybe the universe is against you after all. There was nothing you could ever do without it getting on the way.

You were disappointed, mostly because you knew tomorrow this confidence won’t be there anymore. So your whole plan will literally go to waste. And like that you coward down to something you wanted to do.

“Ah I see, I came in late, didn’t i?” you chuckled, it was an awkward chuckle since you didn’t have much to say. The disappointment in you was filling your mind that you didn’t even know how to respond. Now Jimin will be laughing at you for a whole hour straight.

You came up to him just a few minutes ago, telling him that you were brave enough to get a tattoo. Something you were always scared of getting because people would usually say the amount of pain it was.

So you never thought about it, until Jimin got his own and told you it wasn’t so bad. And of course you didn’t believe him but you still didn’t want to be seen as a coward so you decided to go to the nearest Tattoo shop. And now it’s closed.

“First time thinking about getting a tattoo, correct?” Shocked, you looked at him with wide eyes, trying to figure out how he knew such a thing. Yes that’s exactly what you were here for, but just how did he know that? Were you that easy to read?

“How did you know?” and with that, you earned a laugh from him. With a smile he started looking around for something. You weren’t sure if you should leave or wait until he got what he was looking for.

“I own this tattoo shop you can say I worked here for a while, I can tell when there’s someone new” he softly said, opening a drawer as you nodded.

That would make a lot of sense, since he has probably seen a lot of people with the same anxiety coming in whenever they decide to get their first tattoo. You don’t blame them though, mostly because you’re in the same position.

With a soft chuckle, he stood up, averting his eyes at you. “I’m guessing if you don’t get it today then you won’t get it at all.” he smiled, writing something down on a clipboard. He really did know his people, his customers to be exact.

“So how about this? It was already closed, but i can make this tattoo for you” he looked over to you and then back at the clipboard. Sighing, you started feeling relieved, and thankful to him for actually understanding your situation.

He was truly a life savior.

“Thank you” you smiled, shaking his head, he extended his hand towards what looked like where the tattoos were done. Nodding, you walked over to it, sitting on a wooden chair that was next to a sort of bed.

As you sat down, you felt your anxiety starting to rise again. You were thankful but you were still getting scared of the idea of getting a tattoo. Just imagining it was making you nauseous.

“Alright” he softly said, placing a stool in front of you, as he sat down on it. Looking up at you, he gave you a soft smile. “Can I have your name?” he asked, ready to write it down on his clipboard. You assume that’s where he puts his customer’s information, something normal.

“Y/n” you smiled, with a nod, he proceeded to write it down, and then looked back up at you. “Can I have your ID?” Nodding, you opened your purse, searching for your ID in your wallet as you quickly found it. With a small smile, you gave it to him.

Softly, he grabbed it, taking a look at it, as he started writing down more things in his clipboard. The silence was making you anxious, it was scarring you, but once he stopped writing stuff down, your anxiousness eased down.

“Alright then, give me a second” he smiled, standing up from the stool as he walked over to the counter. Patiently you waited there, and you were starting to feel a bit awkward until you heard some music play. It wasn’t loud, nor too quiet. It had a good volume. You guessed he took it off before since he was about to close the store.

“Do you have a design you would like to get?” he asked, his voice sounding faint but clear enough for you to hear.

There were some ideas you had, like a small tattoo that would have a meaning to you.

Yeah the decision on a tattoo was all of the sudden, but it wasn’t like you didn’t think about it deeply. Getting a tattoo was something you’ve been thinking about doing way before Jimin dared you to get one. You had many ideas for one, many that had different meanings. And today you could finally express those ideas.

“I do” you quietly said, hearing footsteps coming closer and closer to you. Taking your phone out of your bag, you showed him the pictures of tattoo ideas you had. It took you days to find ones that you truly liked and wanted to get done.

And even though there’s only two pictures that you liked, you were still determined to get it done. “What do you think?” you asked him, although you were sure of your decision, you still wanted some approval and mostly from a person that has seen many different kinds of tattoos.

“I like it, i think they would go well” he said, flashing a small smile towards you, as he focused on the photo you were showing him. “Is this the one?” he asked, as you slowly nodded.

“Okay then, let's get this tattoo done” he smiled, standing up from his stool as he walked over to a table that was full of his equipment. He started picking some things up and placing them on a small table that was next to the stool he was sitting on.

And without knowing it, you didn’t catch yourself staring at him. He was quite the most handsome man you have seen in a while. His honey skin was doing wonders to him, it was so captivating to your eyes. It was enough for you to continue staring at him.

Although you couldn’t see him much, you were already salivating over him. It wasn’t something you usually do, technically you would never do such a thing. But for him you will.

While you continued to stare at him, he didn’t notice your eyes on him as he slowly started taking his black sweater off, and in the process his shirt lifted up, revealing a very captivating tattoo on his lower stomach.

Gulping you stared at it, feeling nervous and a sudden feeling inside your stomach. Looking away, you looked towards the floor instead.

“Do you have any tattoos?” you asked, already knowing that he had one but you wanted to see if he had gotten more. Looking over to you, he nodded softly.

“I have, I have over more than 6 tattoos” he said, sitting down on the stool and facing you directly. For a few seconds, there was a short silence, before he started showing you his tattoo on the side of his hand.

It was a small cross, a thin cross that looked very good on his hand. He then showed you another one that was close to his collarbone and then another one that was in between his chest, one that made you feel shy.

“What about the butterfly one?” you asked, as he slowly looked at you. Meeting your eyes, he looked closely at them, he focused completely on them. And for a second you thought you offended him, that you shouldn’t have asked. “Sorry i-”

“I don’t like this one as much” he cut you off, pulling his shirt up, as he revealed that beautiful tattoo that you felt so attractive to. You could tell he felt insecure about the tattoo, that he wasn’t as proud of it as he was over the other ones.

“I personally really like it” you spoke up, watching the way his eyes found yours, he looked at you so surprisingly, so shocked. It was like he couldn’t believe it at all.

“Do you?” he asked, as you quickly nodded your head. You wouldn’t be sure why he wouldn’t like it, the beautiful blue color immediately stood out to you.

“Yeah, the color is beautiful. And it’s well made” you said, as your eyes didn’t leave his tattoo. As they slowly started going up his body.

Without noticing, your eyes were directing up his body. The way his soft abs were showing, or the veins on his hand holding his shirt up. You didn’t even notice when you started admiring his body and not his tattoo anymore.

He was definitely fit, the muscle on his arm was enough to tell you. And even the soft abs on his stomach that were so captivating to see. It all drove you out of your mind. Enough to start forming dirty thoughts inside your head.

Which you shouldn’t.

Quickly, you averted your eyes elsewhere, as he slowly put his shirt down, covering his tattoo as he brought his clipboard again.

“Can I change the tattoo?” you asked, as he looked over to you. “Yes of course” he said, as he stood up from the stool.

You watched as he started picking up some black gloves, and then placing his tattoo pen on the small gray trey. The needles that gave you shivers down your spine. What looked like some cream and other things you didn’t even know.

Taking a deep breath in, you unlocked your phone. Already looking for a new image to which you already had saved. Let’s say you were planning on getting a tattoo on your arm. Usually that’s where people always start.

You had a cute tattoo idea in mind, and the meaning behind that tattoo was nice. But now you want something different. Just seeing his tattoos gave you a sort of boost of confidence. Something about it made you want to go all out today.

The thing is, you are already here. He’s willing to stay a little longer just to give you a tattoo and well this isn’t always something you would do or think about doing. So might as well go all out.

Even if that means just for today.

Once he finished organizing his things, he sat back down on the stool. Already putting the gloves on.

“I’ll get this one done” you said, turning your phone towards him as his eyes directed to the screen.

The way his eyes widened made you realize that you made a good choice. It meant he wasn’t expecting for you to do these kinds of tattoos which yet again gave you a boost of confidence.

“Are you sure?” he asked, looking over to you. “Yeah” you said, as he waited a little longer.

Thinking that you might change your mind after the decision you just took. But to his surprise you seemed more than determined to do it.

So with a nod, he asked if he could hold your phone. Just to get the exact image of your tattoo. Something that you agreed on, feeling a spark of both excitement and nervousness.

Just knowing you are about to make one of the most extreme decisions you have taken does make you feel nervous. That thrilling sensation knowing that you might regret it but that you will like it either way.

Yes you could easily change your mind. He was more than willing to go with what you wanted. But you were determined.

“Alright then, i’ll bring this closer than” he said, walking over to something that seemed like you can lay down on. You guess that’s where you would be.

You watched as he brought the things closer, and then walked over to the window, closing the blinds as he then said it was for anyone that might walk in and think it was still open. You understood that, but what you were more focused on was the nervous feeling inside of you.

“Okay, you will lay down here” he began to explain, as you just nodded. “This might hurt more than the arm, but it will look good” he said, as you nodded once again.

With his hand, he motioned for you to sit down on the sort of bed, which you quickly did, watching as he brought a small sheet of white paper, already tracing and drawing the tattoo you told him.

“Is this the most outrageous thing you have done?” he asked, his eyes on the drawing as you just chuckled.

“Is it obvious?” you asked, as he looked up at you, giving you a chuckle as he looked back down at the drawing.

“Yeah, but it’s not a bad thing” he added, as you just nodded. Maybe he was being nice to you, but you do think you sound very lame.

It’s mostly the fact that you would be too scared to do any of these kinds of things. So you never really thought about doing these extreme things. But now you are. And it was mostly with a dare of you and Jimin.

“Okay, um you can” he said as you immediately knew what he meant. Slowly, you reached for the bottom of your shirt, already lifting it up as you placed it on the side.

You noticed that his eyes were elsewhere, not trying to look at your now exposed boobs to him. Which weren’t too exposed, you had a bra on. But still. He wanted to respect you enough.

Right after you placed your shirt down, you immediately unclipped your bra. Slowly making it fall on your lap as you watched the way he waited. The way you suddenly took it off was taking everything in him not to look.

It was sort of funny.

Slowly, you laid back down, placing both hands on your boobs as you covered them. Since well they are now exposed.

“Okay” you said, as he quickly nodded, grabbing the small piece of paper as he stood beside you, scanning the area the tattoo would be made.

With his finger, he pointed towards the area, as he carefully placed the paper. You weren’t able to see what he was doing, but you felt like he was doing his job. It took a few minutes until you heard the sound of the pen being turned on.

“Ready?” he looked down at your face, as you nodded. You waited for when the pen would start poking your skin. The moment that everyone started regretting the decision. And right when you thought he wouldn’t do it, you felt it.

That sharp pain that made you gasp out loud. “Relax, I got you” he said, as you took a deep breath.

You waited until it was done, until the pain of the pen hitting your skin would stop. You would be lying if you said it didn’t hurt. Fuck you wanted to just screaming for a bit after holding it in for so long.

The pain was there, that’s for sure.

But he would be there, trying to calm you down and telling you it would just be for a little. That he was almost done with it. And as much as that helped you out, you were still in pain.

“And we are done” he said, after what felt like an eternity of the sound of the pen and the pain beside your boobs, he finished. You might even have shed a tear, but that’s because you haven’t done something like this and well it clearly hurt.

Besides that, you will probably stay away from tattoos for a while.

“I’ll bring the wrap” he said, as he handed you a mirror. Something you quickly took from his hands, looking at the tattoo that was now placed above the center of your stomach. Right below your boobs.

You liked how it looked, apart from red it looked truly good.

As you admired the tattoo in the mirror, you didn’t notice when he walked in. When he accidentally saw your boobs, making him quickly turned away.

“What do you think?” you asked, as you looked over to him. “Huh?” he said, as you motioned towards your tattoo, covering your boobs with both of your hands.

“I think it looks very good” he said, walking over to you, as he grabbed something, cleaning the tattoo as he placed a sort of wrap on it.

“Can you move your hand a bit, i need to clean this side” he said, as you moved your hand slightly.

The soft touch of his fingers brushing beside your boob was bringing this tickling feeling inside your stomach. It felt good. It was nothing much, but it felt so good.

“I think it suits you” he said, cleaning the other side as he then threw the paper on the trash can.

“I have done a lot of tattoos there and i think yours looked the best” he said, as he walked over to the counter, taking his gloves off as you just chuckled.

“The bathroom is on the right” he pointed as you quickly grabbed your things walking over to the bathroom.

Somehow you made it inside with both of your hands covering your boobs. You couldn’t help but admire the tattoo. It looked so nice and it even reminded you of the extreme decision you just took.

Which will be locked inside your mind for the rest of your life.

“Here’s some– oh shit you aren’t done” he said, closing the door right back. The slight embarrassment made you look towards the door. Yet it was also a feeling of desire sparking inside of you.

“I’m sorry” he said, from the outside. “I didn’t mean to look, they look good, wait shit i didn’t mean to”

“Do they?” you said, opening the door of the bathroom, as you watched him standing in front of it.

His eyes lingered down to your boobs but then back up at your eyes. You watched as his eyes went from your boobs to then back up to your eyes.

“I um, they do” he said, as you just chuckled. “Thank you” you said, a mischievous smile appearing on your lips. One you didn’t even notice.

He’s absolutely hot, you noticed it the moment you saw him. The moment you got to fully see his smile. And the part when you were able to see his abs and his stomach turned you on. It’s shameful to admit, but you felt attracted to him.

You aren’t this bold. You made it very clear to him when you were struggling to get a tattoo on your arm, to which you then switched. Getting a tattoo below your boob area was crazy in your opinion.

And now staying right in front of him with your boobs out is another thing. Something that you would’ve never done. Yet here you are.

Something tells you that he isn’t far from your thoughts. He’s not hard to read, as the way he’s scanning you is telling you all the things you need to know.

“I’ll head back inside” you smiled, turning towards the bathroom as you were just about to walk in, you suddenly felt a hand on your wrist that made you stop.

“And where are you going?” he asked, his voice low and deep, creating his sudden feeling inside you. It made you feel nervous, almost like you weren’t the one that came up to him first.

“I think you have something to fix” he said, spinning you around as now you are back to facing him again.

You didn’t expect him to pull this move. Part of you was hoping he did. It was that desire inside of you that was sparking. That shameful lust inside of you wanting for him to do much more than just a tattoo for the night.

And right now you are more than happy.

“Do i?” you asked, as he just chuckled, pulling you towards what seemed like the back of the shop. The nervous feeling inside of you was getting the best of you.

You were getting excited over the small things, like this. Maybe it’s the fact that you haven’t been sexually active. Or the fact that you were liking the thought of getting more than just a tattoo tonight.

Everything was creating such a thrill in you.

Opening a door, he let go of your wrist, closing the door behind him. The room was simple, few of his supplies that he probably comes and gets. Like those storage rooms except there were a few furniture pieces. Like a couch, a coffee table, a few chairs and a small table on the corner. It also had LED lights all around it.

“I quite frankly didn’t expect for this to happen” he said, something that made him walk closer towards you.

“But i don’t mind one bit” he added, as you just gulped, watching the way he was hovering over you. “I promise i will be gentle with your new tattoo”

At some point, you felt so dominant. You felt like you had control of the situation. But now it seems like he’s the one that has it. Yet he looks so hot while demanding.

Before you knew it, his lips were roughly pressed into yours, as his hand held the back of your neck, guiding you as he wanted to. The roughness he had was making you wet already. Just the thought of him made you want to close your legs.

God you didn’t think you would feel this desperate for someone. Just the thought of him fucking you lingered inside your mind.

As you both continued to kiss, he placed his hands on your waist, slowly making you walk backwards as you didn’t break the kiss. Before you knew it, he gently pushed you onto the couch, making you sit on it as your eyes went up to him.

It didn’t take long for him to start taking his shirt off, his pants following right after as the only view was him in his boxers. And that hard bulge that was more than noticeable to see. He was just as turned on as you were.

“You know” he said, coming closer towards you as he suddenly went on his knees. “I think you wanted this as much as I did” he said, pointing his finger in your thigh as he started doing small circles.

Yes you did.

Something about him created this sensation inside of you that you couldn’t avoid. It was strong enough for you to be sitting on this couch, with him almost on your legs.

“What makes you think that?” you asked, as he just chuckled. He slowly started coming closer towards you, his hands going to the side of your hip as the sound of your zipper was heard.

He was unzipping your skirt.

“Because if you didn’t, you would’ve stopped me long ago” he added, slowly pulling the skirt down as you just watched him do it. Not complaining about a single thing because he’s right.

“I guess we are both equally as sexually frustrated” he said, as you helped him pull the skirt all the way down, now being just you in your underwear.

“Luck is on our side” you said, as he chuckled, pulling you closer towards the edge of the couch making you gasp.

Before you could say anything else, he hands were already busy, grabbing onto the hem of your panties as he started to slowly pull them down. Teasing you in a way.

He knew you were as turned on as he was, so he wanted to make you wait. He wanted to see you suffer the desperation and you weren’t far from admitting it. Once your panties were on the floor, his eyes went onto yours.

Looking deeply at them as he slowly spread your legs, creating a playful grin on his lips. One that's making you annoyed.

He was enjoying all the teasing he was doing, you could tell. But fuck were you becoming desperate.

Just as you were about to tell him off, his mouth made quick contact with your clit. Something that shut you up completely.

“Shit” you said, cursing under your breath as his tongue started going up and down your folds. Creating all such lustful thoughts inside your head.

To think your first tattoo would go like this. First it was the bravery you had to have done such a tattoo. It was something that you weren’t thinking of doing.

And second it was now having the person who did your tattoo in between your legs. It just seems so hard to believe. But it happened. If you would’ve known about this then you would’ve come here much earlier.

“You are my favorite guest” he said, as you just chuckled. Throwing your head back as the sound of laughter soon turned into soft moans. Until you felt pleasure all over your body.

He continued to lick your folds, as he then inserted his fingers inside of you, creating a new sensation inside of you. This burning feeling inside your stomach.

“I’m going to cum” you said. As you started arching your back, something that made Taehyung bring you closer towards him.

You kept trying to prevent him from getting closer, trying to push his head away as your orgasm was coming closer and closer. But he wasn’t letting you, it only made him pick up his pace.

“Cum for me” he said, as you felt lost. All thoughts gone, it was just your moans and the sound of his mouth on your entrance. It only brought you closer and closer towards the edge.

“Shit” you cursed out loud, as you soon came. Heavy breathing, you lay down on the couch, something that made Taehyung pull you back up.

“You didn’t think we were done, did you?” he said, his voice low and deep. Something that made you look up at him, watching as his lustful eyes looked all over you.

You watched as he hovered on top of you, slowly kissing you on your neck all the way down to your stomach. As if your first orgasm wasn’t enough, you were already aiming for another one.

Even though you were already out of energy.

“I will make you want to come back for another tattoo” he whispered, as he stood back up, taking his boxers off as he immediately grabbed the condom from the side.

Once he was done, he pulled you up from the couch, making you yelp with how hard he pulled you up. And soon enough he turned you around, his body pressed against yours as you could feel his already hard cock.

“Let’s fix what you made” he whispered beside your ear, bending you down onto the couch as both of your knees went onto the couch, making you hold yourself by the top of the couch with both hands.

Giving your ass two slaps, he grabbed his cock with his hand.

“Let’s see how well you can take my cock” he said, as he started placing his cock in your entrance, making you grip onto the edge already.

“I can take it” you said, as he scoffed, and with that he pushed his cock in. He didn’t even wait, he just fully thrust himself inside you.

“Shit, oh my god” you were quick to say, feeling your walls pulsing at the sudden stretch. He was big. Just the way your walls needed time to adjust was enough to tell you he was.

You never wanted sex as much as you want it right now. No regrets and no going back.

“Please move” you said, as he was quick to obey. Slowly pulling his cock out as he slammed his cock back inside of you. Making you shut your eyes.

He continued to do that until you were literally begging him to go faster. You wanted him badly, it wasn’t even funny anymore.

You wanted every single part of him, you wanted him to fuck you like you have never been fucked before. If he could break you then might as well be it.

“So needy, huh?” he said, picking up his pace as the sound of his hip hitting your ass echoed through the entire room. Your moans didn’t fall behind.

“Fuck yes i am” you admitted, not even needing to lie since he even knew it himself. Not that he wasn’t in desperate need of having you. Just seeing you was enough to turn him on. And right now he wants to do it all.

“Then i will fuck you like you deserve” he said, as he continued to slam his cock inside of you, making you grip onto the edge of the couch. Eyes shut as you just moaned out. Moaning his name and all curse words you could think of.

Just this moment itself was having you on your knees. You don’t know what it really was. Whether the built up of the moment, or him eating you out until you had your orgasm. Or maybe because this would be your second orgasm.

Something had you begging him to fuck you harder. Just the way you might be bruised on your ass later wasn’t even a bother. You wouldn’t go this far to have sex with someone. You wouldn’t do this much. Sexual frustration is no joke.

“Taehyung” you moaned out, as you felt a pair of kisses on your back. “I will fuck you like this more often”

“Please do” you said, feeling the knot about to burst. And just like that your second orgasm was coming. But this one was harder than the first one. It would have you out of energy for sure.

“I’m going to cum” you said, your knuckles turning white from how tight you were holding onto the edge of the couch. “So am i”

“Cum around my cock” he said, slapping your ass in the process. And before you knew it, you did. You came around his cock. Making you almost fall forward from how weak you felt. But he was quick to hold you up.

“I’m almost there” he said, thrusting into you a few more times before he came inside the condom. Fully filling it up as he cursed under his breath. He held you up with both of his hands on your hips. Watching as you were fully dazed.

“Damn I went that hard? Sorry” he said, slowly placing you down onto the couch as you couldn’t help but chuckle.

You weren’t just out of energy, you were also tired. Your legs felt weak. He really went all out on you and you don’t regret it. You wanted it like this.

“That was the best sex I have had” he admitted as you nodded in the process. “Same here” you quickly said, laughing right afterwards.

“We have to do that again” you said, looking at him as he tried to lay down with you, something you gave him some space for.

“Oh we have to” he quickly added.

After a few more laughs you fell into a deep sleep, something he quickly brought a blanket for. Covering you up with it as he laid down beside you.

And even if there wasn’t much space, he still found it comforting wrapping you in his arms and having you close to him.

He didn’t know you much but after this it will all change.

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[bedsyandco]

https://www.tumblr.com/bedsyandco/745832252515155968/could-we-have-a-little-sad-fluff-tho-of-gracie

I need rutger comfort next when he’s ok🥺

gracie balances the tub of ben and jerry's with two spoons on top in her left arm, putting her phone underneath her chin, she uses her right hand to knock on rut's door

she hears soft footsteps pad across the floor before the door opens and gracie's heart speeds up a little bit at the sight in front of her. rut was wearing grey sweatpants and a tight fitting white T-shirt, his hair messed up in a way that indicated he's spent the whole day in bed. how unfair that someone can look that good by simply existing.

"are you gonna come in, or stand there and drool over me some more?" rutger teases and gracie scoffs, making her way into his room, surprised to see it as clean as it was. it's not that rut was the messiest guy, from all the guys she knows he's probably one of the cleanest, but it was still cleaner than usual

"I couldn't sleep last night, so I uh- went on a cleaning rampage. Cleanest this room has probably ever been," Rut says, as if he could read her mind. gracie puts the tub of ice cream, along with the spoons, her phone and her keys on rut's bedside table before turning to look at him

before gracie can even contemplate what to say, rut gets a mischievous little grin on his face, charging towards her and wrapping his arms around her waist, tackling her onto the bed

"rutger! ow, that hurt," gracie whines and rut props his chin on her shoulder

"no it didn't," he replies

"no it didn't," gracie admits and rut lets out a soft chuckle

"this mark's?" rutger asks, tugging on the blue Michigan hoodie she was wearing

"no. Luke's," she responds and Rut nods, his hand trailing down to her thigh, rubbing his hand over he black lululemon leggings. he pinches the fabric between his fingers, pulling it slightly and smiling as it snaps back when he lets it go

"I love these pants," rut says with a grin and gracie reaches for the pillow next to her head, swinging it at rut's head but he catches it in time

"stop trying to distract me. we're talking about it," gracie says and rut lies on his back, staring at the celing

"there's nothing to talk about," he says nonchalantly and gracie sits up on her elbow, scooting closer to him so she could look him in the eye

"Rut, look at me," she says softly and rutger closes his eyes briefly before turning his head to look her in the eye

"how are you feeling?" she asks gently, her hand going to rest of his chest and he lays his hand on top of hers

"I'm fine. I mean I'm pissed and it hurts. It's like...when you know what it feels like to win, it just makes you want it so much more. I just feel like there was more I could've done. If I just played a little better-"

"rut. you did your best, and that's all anyone is expecting from you. no one is expecting you to carry this team on your back night after night. you're not gonna win them all, and that's okay. It's still really impressive that you guys made it to the final three years in a row. And you played a good game," gracie says and rut sighs, rubbing his other hand across his face

"We still lost though. And this was probably my last chance to win it. I mean I'm probably not coming back next-"

"don't. can we not go there right now. I don't wanna think about that," gracie says and rut feels bad for being the reason for that distraught look on her face.

"our ice cream is melting," rut says, trying to change the subject

"I don't even want it anymore," gracie mumbles and rutger pulls her into his chest, both of them just holding each other for a moment

"we don't have to think about it yet. we still have the natty to focus on. I'm not going anywhere," rut says pressing a kiss to her head and gracie can think it yet. he's not going anywhere yet...

#ᰔ graciehughes #gracie x rut #rutger mcgroarty blurb #rutger mcgroarty fic

[neon-pink-skies]

Bakugou x Reader (Comfort) Period pains

Heyyyy, I got this Idea after reading smth and it has probably been written soooo many times but I wanna make it more self inserted. Overall it’s about the reader getting their period and Bakugou comforts them, I will still use gender-neutral pronouns tho! The quirk I will be using is called light manifestation: The user can create any object that will be glowing with a white-yellowish color and uses some of the user's body temperature over time.

If the quirk is used too much then the user's body will grow cold and immobile leaving them unable to summon anything. The hero costume is built to keep the user warm at any time to lessen the effect of overusing the quirk. Word count: 1,685

“Have you noticed (Y/N)s change in behavior? They seem more…” kaminari whispered to Kirishima thinking about the right word to say.

„…Depressed?“ Kirishima finished his sentence and kaminari nodded only to get hit on the back of his head by bakugou.

„It’s their pms you Idiots, also don’t talk behind the back of others!“ he corrected them loudly, making you perk up from your slouched position at your desk.

You could see the trio bickering, making you more annoyed than cheerful. You were already tired and had a headache, so having them be so loud didn‘t help at all.

,,Can you guys please be more quiet?‘‘ you asked with slight annoyance coming through your tone of voice making the trio quiet down.

You laid your head down on your arms as you blocked out everything that was going on around you. A chair was put down beside you while you didn‘t notice and suddenly felt a hand on your shoulder and slightly winced at the sudden touch.

‚,It‘s just me, don‘t worry.‘‘ The familiar voice from bakugou soothed you as you relaxed again and fell asleep.

,,Wow bakugou, I didn‘t think you could be this calm and caring.‘‘ Shoto said in a monotonous yet soft voice earning a death glare from bakugou and a few ‘Awws‘ from the girls.

,,Be glad they are sleeping or I would’ve killed you all by this second.‘‘ He carefully whispered so he wouldn‘t you wake up.

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A few days had passed and it was in the middle of the night when you woke up from massive pain in your lower abdomen. It felt like someone was stabbing you from the inside and it made you sit up and curl into a ball to get some warmth or pain release. 'I really don't wanna get up, I might wake up the others' Besides the fact the pain was going down your legs too, you didn't want to cause any trouble so you decided to just lay in bed and endure the pain. But it didn't take too long until you grew sick of the pain and actually wanted it gone, grabbing your cherry pit cushion/Hot water bottle and making your way downstairs. You silently thanked the person who made the layout of the dorms as every other room was on the 1st and 2nd floor so no one could hear you when you were in the kitchen. Or so you thought when you heard someone coming down the stairs. 'Please don't let it be Mr. Aizawa' You prayed silently before getting suddenly hugged from behind seeing the blonde spikey hair in the corner of your eye.

You sighed in relief ,,Katsuki you scared me there for a moment, I thought you were Mr.Aizawa.''

Bakugou looked at you with a slightly annoyed face as he replied,,I feel offended.'' You laughed a bit at his words as you apologized. The microwave/water boiler made a sound signaling it was done and you sighed in relief to finally get rid of the pain for now. You took the now-hot item and placed it on your lower stomach and sighed in relief. ,,Oh, did you just get them?'' Bakugou asked casually to which you nodded before you got suddenly carried bridal style making you gasp in surprise. ,,Katsuki what are you doing??'' You hissed with confusion at him but got shushed by him as he was going up the stairs. ,,I'm carrying you to your room dumbass, what else would I be doing.'' He hissed back and opened to door to your room by using his elbow to push down the handle. He set you down on your bed and cuddled close to you placing his hands on the heating item so it wouldn't move too much. ,,I can walk you know?'' You replied as you readjusted the heating item.

He rolled his eyes before glaring slightly at you ,,I know your legs hurt as well when this happens. Stop refusing my help.'' You gave up and just smiled and enjoyed the warmth of both him and the heating item, going back to sleep.

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The next few days, Bakugou continued to sleep with you at night to make sure you could get painless sleep by holding you close and supporting the heating item every night so it wouldn't move. Over the day he would make sure you drank lots of water since he knew it could also lessen the pain, staying as much by your side as possible to make sure you were okay. When it was training time, bakugou and you had a small argument as to if you should participate or not since both of you were unsure if the pain would get worse or lessen through training. You won the argument under the condition that you would dip out of the fight if your pain got too much. Everyone got paired up to fight 2v2 with you being in a team sero. Little to your surprise you got paired to fight against Midoria and Denki. The other classmates were watching the fight on a big screen as bakugou was unusually tense when you and sero had to fight. He secretly hoped Midoria wouldn't go too hard against you. 'I will fry Deku to a shrimp if he dares to go hard on (Y/N)', he swore to himself quietly as he watched.

You had fought with sero before so you both knew how to use each other's quirk to advance. You both quickly ran over the short plans A and B before starting. The round now started with a loud signal and both teams made their way to the middle, or so it seemed because you and sero made your way along the sides to ambush midoria and Denki from behind.

You and sero made sure to keep it stealthy and stayed low to the ground as you both knew midoria would be on top of the pipes. It didn't take too long until you both found Denki and wrapped him in Seros tape, making him immobile. A big pipe suddenly flew towards you 2 making you create a glowing pillar that shot up from the ground below you to launch you up in the air. You took the pillar mid-air and launched it at midoria who grabbed it but got engulfed in big glowing ropes as you morphed it.

Everyone watched in awe except bakugou who was boiling with rage more than usual balling his fist, knowing midoria he wouldn't go easy now. The fight dragged on for a few minutes with sero getting Denki to the 'prison' as quick as possible while you and midoria had a spar, after he broke through the ropes, with you staying in defense and slipping through the pipes and parkouring around, trying to lose midoria. He had trouble keeping up with you as you could easily slip through 2 pipes where he couldn't obviously fit through leaving him to find a way around. He was chasing you the best he could now from above as you ran below him between the seemingly endless pipes. Bakugou watched as he was on edge on the inside, obviously not showing it. 'Come on (Y/N), you have to remember what I taught you!' he thought in hopes it would come soon, and to his surprise you did remember. You jumped over one of the pipes before you took a very sharp turn by jumping against the next pipe, doing a backflip with a half twist, making you face the opposite way and run the way midoria came from and surprise him with the sudden change of ways. Using the moment as quickly as you could while he wasn't paying attention, you stomped on the ground hard while landing to shoot a pillar upwards from the ground and hit him in his torso. Bakugou smiled smugly as he watched Midoria crash into one of the pipes and fall rather hard to the ground as he held his chest. The fight was now over as you tied him up and put him in the 'prison' where Denki was in.

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You apologized to midoria for hitting him harder than intended after the fight before joining bakugou to spectate the next match with him hugging you from behind and setting his head on your shoulder. ,,So, how did I do hm?'' You smiled as you looked at him from the side making him look at you in return, a smug appearance on his face again.

,,I'm glad you remembered what I taught you, you would've lost if you didn't.'' He replied quietly as you chuckled. ,,Do you still feel pain?'' He asked you now as you shook your head in return. ,,I think the fighting exercise actually helped me.'' You said while remembering that you haven't felt any pain other than the ones from the fight itself.

He nodded at that and you both watched the next fight on the big screen, it was Kirishima with Tokoyami against Iida and Aoyama. The winner was pretty obvious as Aoyama was out of the fight rather quickly. The next fight was between bakugou and Mina against Kouda and Momo.

The Fight was also over rather quickly as Bakugou blasted everything around him with mina. As soon as the current and next battle was over you could all change and go back to your dorms.

It didn't take long before some of your classmates decided to watch something on TV and set down around it. You were now laying on the couch on bakugou as he read a book while you watched something on TV with a few other classmates. You tapped him on his arm to get his attention as he looked away from his book and towards you now. ,,Thank you for caring for me the last days by the way.'' You thanked him quietly so no one else would notice.

He nodded with a small smile and patted your head gently before going back to reading his book, you laid your head back down on him smiling, and continued to watch the TV.

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Ahhhh I'm glad to finally finish this because it was so hard to write this with pain, tho I think I'm lucky to only have pain on my first day haha. anyways I hope you liked this as much as my other works. Don't forget to request stuff if you want to, Peace out!

#bakugou katsuki #katsuki bakugo mha #bakugou x reader #bakugou x reader comfort #mha fanfiction #my hero academia #bnha #bakugou fanfiction #mha bakugou #katsuki bakugou

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The love of a Hero

Smoke Signals

A/N: listen listen I know it’s been a longggg time since I post but I’ve been busy man. This is the first story in my new mini series!! I’m so excited even tho I’m not so sure how good it’s going to be. I promise I’ll post more! Love ya<3

Description: You’re a new physiologist in the city and you share a smoke break with a mysterious masked man

Warning: smoking, cursing, mental hospital

Pairing: Jason Todd x Reader

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You are one of the most successful psychologists in the United States. You have helped heal people all over the world. You mainly focus on the people who are more disturbed in the mind. You have been itching to settle down so when you got an invite to work at the renounced Gotham asylum you were over joyed. It was quite obvious they needed more hands since they have been having issues keeping inmates actually in their cells. You knew that this might be a stressful job but you’ve been through worse. Plus you had friends in the city who you could rely on.

On your first day you were immediately thrown into action, seeing the very ill people that filled the hospital. You obviously were not gonna make it through all the new patients on your list but you tried your best. You made introductions with many well know names such as; Pamela Isley, Harvey Dent, Oswald cobble-pot and a few others. One name caught you by surprise, Harleen Quinzel, you had met of her before. You shadowed her when you first got into the business. She was kind to you when others weren’t and seeing her like this now was going to be hard. You put her visit to the end of the day to take some time to prepare.

You had just got out of a session with “the scarecrow” and it had shaken you up. You decide that it was time for a break and some fresh air. You made your way to find a quiet spot to rest. When you pushed open the doors to the back of the building there was no one to be seen. This made you feel alittle better. Smoking was a bad habit that you couldn’t shake but had cut down on. You only feel the urge when you get stress which seems to be happening more and more often. You pat your pockets but they’re empty. A soft panic set in, not that forgetting your pack is life or death but is still a disappointment.

“Are you fucking kidding me” you mutter under your breath. You lean against a wall and close your eyes trying to relax a little before getting back to work. You hear heavy footsteps land right infront of you. The suddenness of the sound surprises you and you jump. When you look up to see who had dropped down you see a very tall and big man. He has dark hair with an unusual white streak in the front and gray-blue eyes that are covered by a thin black mask. You just kinda look at him confused on why he’s there and he just looks at you as if you’re the one who came out of nowhere.

“Um hi, can I help you” you say with a confused attitude.

He looks a bit taken back but opens his mouth to reply “what are you doing here”

“I should be asking you the same question, you’re the big masked man who just came up out of no where” you say now annoyed

“Oh uh sorry, I guess. Usually there’s no one over here” he replies a little embarrassed scratching the back of his head.

“Well I wouldn’t know, it’s my first day” you feel weirdly okay with just giving this stranger unneeded information.

“Oh well, wanna smoke” he says offering me a cigarette, I happily take it. Which in reality is a dumb idea.

“Thank you” you mutter unsure of what to do.

“I haven’t got a light” he pats his pockets. You reach into your lab coat and pull out a lighter. You put your cigarette into your mouth and he does the same. You lean up on your toes to meet the tips together and light them. When you step away and look at the tall man he looks very flustered and you realize that may have been a weird thing to do, getting so close to him without even knowing his name. “So you’re a doctor here” he says breaking the awkwardness.

“Yeah I am, and you’re one of Batman’s boys?” you question unsure since you’re use to super hero’s with a bit more red and blue.

He looks a little surprised and you start to worry you said something wrong. “I guess you could call me that” he says with a kind laugh. You smile at his laugh it makes you feel warm. “You don’t seem like you’re from Gotham” he states like a question.

“Oh um no I’m not, I just moved here last week” you say not wanting to give your whole life story. His phone rings and he reluctantly steps away wanting to finish your conversation. He looks annoyed at whoever’s on the other end and rolls his eyes before hanging up. He puts out his smoke and looks at you.

“see you around, doc” he smiles and then disappears. His smile stays with you, it was warm and genuine. You had no idea who he is but you want to see him again, he made you feel so relaxed. You sigh and put out your cigarette. You have to go finish your shift, you emotionally prepare yourself for your next consult, which you’ve been dreading all day, and walk back into the building.

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#jason todd #red hood #batfam #dc comics #jason todd fluff #jason todd x reader #jason todd x y/n #red hood x y/n #red hood x you #red hood x gender neutral reader #jason todd x you #jason todd x fem!reader #red hood x fem!reader

[primalbeatsourhearts]

Some Angel!Crowley HC's

Since I can't draw, ya'll are gonna listen to me ramble for a bit. This can either be a reverse omens au or a 'Crowley Returns to Heaven' thing. Whatever works, these are just idea's that I have and they can fit into either or. (If they don't, I'll separate it specifically)

Anyways:

- I have always LOVED the idea of Crowley being Raphael theory. Even tho my fanfics tend to cater to the idea of Angel!Crowley being Lucifer, I know our Lord and Savior Neil Gaiman said he wasn't. So this AU, Crowley is the Arch-Angel Raphael. Yes, Archangel with a Captial A so he's one of the big boi's. (I'll be referring to him as Raphael from now on)

-He is the youngest of all the Archangels. Basically the baby brother but he was actually very close with them. Though he was often in his own head, which resulted in him getting into more trouble than it's worth. That's fine though, everyone is used to his shenanigan's.

-We all know Raphael loved his stars, but we never see just how much. It isn't uncommon to see him cradling a newly born star in his hands, or singing lullabies that can still be heard (not as easily anymore, the noise pollution started drowning out the celestial songs).

-Raphael is also FEIRCLY protective of his stars. He's a relatively peaceful angel, never really made for war. But holy heaven is his wrath terrifying if you ever messed with his babies. He once left Gabriel shaking in his boots and fleeing the scene after a prank went wrong.

-He is an artist by nature and really doesn't do well with desk jobs. He figured out how to sleep before sleeping was even a thing when he started getting assigned paperwork. He swears God got the idea of sleeping from him. Gabriel thinks he shouldn't be as proud of that as he is.

-Speaking of Paperwork, Raphael is absolutely dogshit at it. If he isn't falling asleep while doing it and drooling all over the papers, his handwriting is SO messy that barely anyone can read it. He himself also struggles reading all the fine print and fancy lettering because his eyes are built to handle stars and galaxies. Not little tiny words.

-Doing paperwork got so bad that Raphael had to get an angelic assistant to help him out because he hated it so bad. The assistant often followed him around, reading out the paperwork as Raphael worked on whatever project he had at the time. This worked a lot better for all parties involved.

-Raphael and Lucifer often got into a LOT of mischief. They especially loved messing with Michael and Gabriel. Though neither of them liked Sandalphon at all, so he got the brunt of a lot of their harsher pranks. Raphael became especially menacing when he heard Sanalphon talking shit about one of his newly designed Nebula's.

-Raphael was never cruel to lower angels, in fact he was often quite kind to them. However, he often didn't notice them in the first place unless he genuinely needed something. He was often lost in his own head, imagining all sorts of future projects that he could work on. He would sometimes disrupt the conversation cause he came up with something, and would just leave in the middle of talking to anyone. -Though he did this with everyone, so no one took it to heart. Though they were quite surprised when someone saw him doing it to God too.

-When he does get into a conversation however, he is surprisingly snarky. You cannot count how many times he whispered something underneath his breath during one of the Archangel meetings that left Lucifer cackling in his seat.

-Once Raphael discovered fashion, that boy LOVED it. He loves wearing pure white, and especially having gold on his attire. He says it really brings out his red hair.

-His hair is also almost always long, he really loved the feeling of it and he found brushing it became a really soothing feeling to him. Though he wears it in so many different hairstyles that you'll never see the same thing twice a week.

-Raphael invented snakes and loves them dearly. So he often has snake memorabilia, and even has a large golden snake tattoo that crawls across his body.

-Raphael's eyes are very golden, and while he mostly stays in heaven, he still very much enjoys wearing sunglasses cause he likes the way they make him look. Plus it also helps hide his eyes when he's not paying attention to something.

-In the more recent years, Raphael is still in charge for tending and carrying for the skies and stars, but there comes a point where he can only do so much. So he asked if he could work somewhere else and now helps the angels paint the sunset/sunrise. So his clothing, face, and hands are almost always covered in pain but he very loves his work.

-Raphael's office is COVERED in plants. This boy loves his plants so much that he actively takes care of them in heaven and will even visit Heaven's nursery's to help nurture the plants before they are sent down to earth to grow.

-Speaking of Raphael's office, it is also covered in actual matter. Nothing is miracled as he much prefers the actual objects then the spawned in versions. Yes, he had a hard time fitting the desk in the elevator.

-Raphael is often brimming with questions and will NOT hesitate to ask them. He would annoy Gabriel, Michael, Lucifer or anyone he could get his hands on when he asked questions. Though in return, he will never fault anyone else asking questions. He will be honest in saying he doesn't know, if he doesn't know the answer.

-(Reverse Omens) Raphael thinks Unicorns are the coolest things in the world and will spend a lot of time with them. He was devastated to find out their demise on earth after the flood, and almost raged at God for that. He held his tongue.

-Being the angel of healing, Raphael has also been tasked with helping people heal. In the war, that is mostly what he focused on. He was an artist, not a fighter. Though he focused on healing both sides because he couldn't understand why everyone was hurting each other. Suffering never made sense to him.

-Raphael loved the concept of gender, and often changes between them a lot. Then the concept of the LGBTQ came out, and he loved it even more! Even if his permanent station isn't on earth, he LOVES going to Pride Parades whenever he can.

-(Reverse Omens) How he met the demon Azira was a long time ago, after he was assigned to painting. He grew curious of earth after finishing up a Sunrise, and decided to check it out. He met Azira and at first he was wary, but the demon's kindness and willingness to anwser questions made him stick around. Especially once Azira started showing him around. -Now him and Aizra meet as much as they can, but they do have jobs and are quite busy with their work. That is until the apocolypse and it meant no more sunrises or sunsets. No more plants, or animals, or fascinating humans or kids. Raphael didn't step up, all those millenium ago when the Great War happen. He'll step up now. Especially since his stars were also in danger of falling. Though he doesn't understand why the demon is so hesitant.

-(Crowley Goes with Aziraphale AU) Raphael wasn't really what Aziraphale expected when he took Crowley up to heaven with him. He knew him only for those few precious moments he had, but he also forgot just how spacey Raphael was. How he utterly detested being in charge. How mishevious he was. How little he cared about paperwork and would rather fly off with his stars. Aziraphale didn't realize how much the angel changed when he became a demon and he found himself wanting Crowley back.

---------------- Am done for now! I may come back with a part 2 if I have more idea's but anyways I hope ya'll enjoyed the word vomit I spat onto you all :D

#good omens #good omens headcanons #angel crowley #crowley was raphael #reverse omens #crowley

[montimer]

Howdy ! Okay I just read your post about the Three Jokers and gosh how I’m so happy to see that you wrote for them ;-; I feel like they’re quite niche- so- if you ever feel inspired ! I would love more interactions with them-! Either the way each one of them (or in group) acts and develops feelings for the reader or something like that- (maybe some angst to comfort for the Criminal as well-? Nah I’m sorry I have so many ideas about these 3 dorks xd) thank you again for making me happy with your works ! You rock !

AGWHBSZMAjz thank you sm :]

I have so many ideas w em im happy that u like my writing‼️

The three jokers x reader

Gn!reader

I'll try an all in one! This is gonna be a long one. I will do them separately in another one!

The clown >:D The comedian >:} The Criminal >:{

Okay so first things first. How they fell for you.

'The Comedian' was the first one to take a notice in you. You might be a hero, or villain. Even just a random citizen. He will talk to you and annoy you all night. His face is covered with his hat and he deepened his voice incase you are indeed a hero just out of suit. Yes he will know its you, he did all his researched and even followed you home, he calls this "Just happened to walk the same way a bit close behind".

In the night he'll joke and show you tricks. Even a smile can make him a happier men that day. Especially if you talk with him.

'The Clown' will join him soon enough. Saying "Sharing is caring". He absolutely adores you.

'The Comedian' knew about you for a long time. He just wanted you all for himself. But now that the two of them grew interested in you he believes its the best to confront you.

With good old kidnapping of course. They will lead you into an alley way, then gather around you, one of them spraying you with sleeping gas. "Im sorry, its the only way we can do this without trouble. But don't worry you're in good hands" The Criminal says before you fall asleep.

You woke up in a bed. One of your hand chained to it. You obviously panic. After hearing you wake up The Comedian comes in.

"Oh yeah, sorry. We had to make sure you don't run away... But worry not darling, the sooner you realize why you're here the sooner you can walk around freely!" You gave him a confused face and he just giggles seeing your surprised face.

He goes out and soon comes back with the others, now all three in the room as you. And you sit there scared.

Do i own them money? Is the first thought that comes to your mind.

One of them kneels down so his face is directly looking into yours. As that happens you notice something strange. He isn't smiling, he looks moody.

Im really in trouble aren't i?

He starts explaining to you that you don't need to fear and they brought you here because you interest them.

Still confused you just stare into his eyes. Tho you only see two white dots since his hat is covering his eyes with a dark shadow, barely making his green eyes seeable.

He notices that you're not responding so he puts his hand in your hair and ruffles it, in a way trying to calm you.

After that he tries explaining again, this time more forward.

"We have fallen for you."

"Grew an interest in you!"

"We love ya, it's that easy!"

The three of them spoke after each. You tried to gather your thoughts to respond.

"But...why me?"

"How could we not fall for someone like you? So caring,kind and loving. You have great humor and a beautiful smile too!"

You felt...flattered?

Moving on. After that they all try to make you feel home. They show you around, chat with you, eat with you, even buy you games and plays them with you (tho only 'the clown' has the patience for that. The other two suck at games and call them stupid)

They buy you things you like. Bring you whatever you'd like

They also call you different nick names like: Darling, My love, Sweets and many other, its just the main one for them.

They also get very, very jealous. When you seem to enjoy yourself with one, the other feels either left out or the need to barge into the two of you.

For this not to happen, The Criminal as the boss of them succeed to talk it out with them saying they can all spend quality time with you in different times.

When you can finally walk around without one of them following you or without a chain, you want to also go outside.

Not to escape, you just need some air and all, after being locked in for like a month.

You ask The Criminal for permission. He is worried that you will escape but you just have to explain to him that you do love them and won't leave forever. You wouldn't be so comfy and talk to them if you still wanted to run away.

After a good explaining and some nice words he finally let's you go. He worries the whole time but after like a good 20 minute you come back saying there's not much out there (nothing different to see).

He gives you a hug calming down saying he missed you. But now trusting that you come back you can go whenever ya want! Just please tell him

Important thing is, they don't do stuff that will make you upset/cry or atleast try really hard not to. Your first weeks trapped there was a nightmare. You snapped at any noise and was always expecting the worse. It hurt them to see you so sad and scared. They told you many times that they won't hurt you. The Clown and The Comedian thought that hugging you randomly or surprising you would help (it didnt), The Comedian was angry with them a lot and cus of this you saw him as an angry moody guy. In the end he was the one who made you feel the most safe. He usually tried to sneak into your room and calmly have little chats.

It was usually "Do you need anything?" "Are you hungry, thirsty?" "Feeling alright? You can tell me anything you know.."

At first you just shaked or nodded your head but it turned into responding in small words and soon it became actually talking to him.

You also didnt liked to make eye contact at first, just looking up for a second to see which one of them is bothering you this time.

They either talked about plans, jokes, or asked stuff about you

They are very clingy and love when your attention is on them

They will flirt, a lot. Even ask to shower with you to 'save water' (some of them dont even try to hide it with puns)

They can be lustfull and very possessive

They will protect you, always. Someone hurt you/made you feel awful? They get rid of em dw. Feeling sad or depressed? They will cuddle and listen to you, might aswell try to find a solution too

They love you endlessly ;]

For the angst/comfort part with The Criminal heres a little nothing!

THE CRIMINAL X READER

Oneshot, gn!reader, angst/comfort but mostly soft

He walked around the building, trying to find which room you were in. He missed you and wanted to spend some time with you. Only the two of you.

He got his hopes up too high. At one open door he heard laughing and he stopped, he went up to it and saw you and the other two playing games together.

One of them on your lap, the other hugging your neck cheering for you as you hold your controller in ur hand all smiley.

He felt happy to see you but also a strange feeling encountered him.

Jealousy

You were enjoying yourself with the other two so much. Have you forgotten about him? No, surely not. Right?

They all can spend time with you, of course they can. He was the one who even came up with that so why? Why do they have to be with you the same time he wants. It's been some time since he got to spend time with you.

Many feelings crushed trough him. Anger to sadness to agony to confusion.

He didn't wanted to come in, not to crash there 'little party'.

He left and went to his work room. He tried planning, writing, anything to get his mind off the matter. After hours he still hasn't left, still covering over his desk, pencil in hand with a paper full of drawings that are all scribbled over.

He then heard a knock on his door. Was it one of the Jokers? He didnt wanted to bother with them, not right now. He looked back and saw the door creak open, with you standing there.

"Is it okay to come in?" Your voice softened his heart.

"Come in Y/n. You're always welcome to give me a visit."

You smiled at him as you locked the door behind and came up to give him a hug.

"I wanted to see you!" You said still holding him.

At his surprise he couldn't react. Your not here to ask for something, you really didn't forget about him?

He put his arms around you and pulled you into his lap. Still quiet.

You petted his head and asked if theres something bothering him. He responded with a low grunt.

Even if he really wanted to he couldn't tell you that he got jealous over seeing you overjoyed with the other two. He feels a bit embarrassed, he is still unsure how you view him. What is he in your eyes? A leader? An angry man? Or just a criminal?

He hoped you saw some comfort in him, other than him being moody.

"Can we just lay down and cuddle? Like, just the two of us...alone."

He tried to make himself clear hoping you'd agree.

You nodded at him and gave a kiss to his cheeks. That one simple act made him blush a bit with a slight smile.

You guys walked to your own room and layed down to cuddle on the bed. He put his head into your chest, feeling the warm of your body and your hand caressing his back. It made him feel so loved. It filled him with joy. It calmed him down. He felt relief.

You told him yall can stay unbothered since the others are busy. You saw how his mood changed from quiet and grumpy to less quiet and a small smile on his face showing.

"Where you jealous?" You asked and he gave out a 'mmm' sound and you just giggled at it.

"You don't need to be. I'll always have time for you. I love ya!" You kissed his head and he couldn't help but smile at that. His head still in ur chest, he put his arms around you trying to pull you even closer.

He muttered "I love you too"

#the joker #joker #joker x reader #the joker x reader #the joker x gn reader #joker x gn reader #animated joker #the three joker #comic joker

[hyunrun]

my thoughts on asy ep 04 😋 live react !! (warning: I can never remember anyone's names bear with me + lots and lots of spoilers ahead)

Where is zhengting I'm partially here for his face card 🤲🤲

I keep forgetting how much I dislike Rain and then I see him and I am reminded but Rainism is rlly too good of a song 😭

1. PHANTOM

Okay first team up 😎 Phantom Galaxy I'm loving their concept

Albert is looking gorgeous as always HIS EYE MAKEUP?

All their voices slayed omg WHOEVER HAS THAT DEEP ASS VOICE IN THE CHORUS AYOOO

Blond's high notes... I see u

My vote would go to Albert (with ponytail) or blond dude or black hair dude with the silver makeup (Axinran?)

OKAYY team two flying to the dining hall (WHAT IS THIS NAME LMAO)

This group is somehow just better...

But blond here is a bit soulless idk I'm not liking him 😨

My vote would 100% go to Skye idk if he's one of the already debuted ones but he was INSANE I loved his stage presence rn he's stolen me, he's my fave in the whole show

But I also really liked the pink hair guy 😭 (is his name really John... I need to learn their Chinese names I cannot be calling this gorgeous man John 😭)

KENNY NOOOOOOOOOOO his hands shaking stop 😭 I hate this pls no

Not surprised Team 2 won, it was expected.

2. ONE AND ONLY (I'm so excited)

Pure Love Warrior is such a queer team name HAHA One is looking so fine today tho

They're STRUTTING onto the stage I love the energy

Not them recreating the iconic finger touch painting 😭 rlly about that pure love

Maybe I'm feeling disappointed because this is one of my favourite songs but they didn't do it justice at all 😭 the only one who caught my eyes was One. However I appreciate that they tried to bring out the silly goofy concepts while keeping it kinda mature to fit themselves.

ORENDA CALLING THEIR COSTUME UGLY 💀💀 real

My vote would go for One 🤞

Idk anyone from this Magic Cube group but I have hopes (OH WAIT IK WALKER I LIKE HIM his pink eye shadow makes me RAA I LOVE)

Every opinion Orenda has matches mine and that means we're soulmates basically 🤞

I'm liking this

PINK GUY IS SO CUTE

Whoever did the high note failed but it's ok 😭😭

YELLOW JACKET DUDE IS GOOD TOO HOLD UPPP

Red dude is making me kick my feet why is he giving like cool football player (?? Idk I'm tryna think of the American cliche) at school YK 😭😭 hes so masculine in a yum way

Okay I love everyone in this group except black and white jacket

WALKER BEING CALLED PAPA STOP NAWWW

Oh pink dude is Wang Muqing? My vote goes to him !!!!

SERVICE WHAT ARE YOU SAYING HE ATE SNOT ??? 😭😭 taking back his cool footballer status but tbh I didn't even know he missed the lyrics

okay I'm sorry how did One's group win 😭😭 I'm glad for them but the other boys were way better imo

3. LYDIA

First group is Deep Hidden yum

I'm looking forward to Archie

Vocals slayed as expected and they did better than I thought they would tbh

Hoodie guy was by far my favourite tho but Kingsley was rlly good too

Group 2 Daily Quest ee

Thier concept was really nice

The guy who opened the song had such a soulful voice I liked that

I liked everyone tbh not much to say

Sky's eye makeup is very pretty

Group 2 won as expected !!!! Gemini is so cute

Icb they're making me wait till next week for Ely and Ollie but alr 😭😭

#asia super young #asy #asy ep 4 #kal talks asy #do u guys agree w me about the one and only group i felt WRONGED when rain announced the winner like it didnt make sense to me 😭

[aromanticannibal]

mha characters physical headcanons (does that even make sense idk im french). this is in absolutely no order im just popping these up as I go

shouto is blind on his burnt side, the good ol headcanon. his eyes is a very dull blue

shinsou has a scar across his face from forster parents putting muzzles on him

bakugou is hard of hearing

aizawa has a single tattoo and it's a cat sleeping on a cloud

mic has a shit ton of tattoos including but not limited to : a matching tattoo of a cat meowing on a cloud, a lot of clouds, aizawa's goggles and capture weapon, music notes and partitions of his favorite songs, his own hero name, etc

midnight is tall as shit, shes taller than aizawa. mic is only 1cm taller than her but she wears heels all the time so she's still taller. she loves to tease people about it

I know it's just a funky thing horikoshi does to his characters sometimes but shinsou is actually one of the only people in the show to have white pupils. people's eyes mimic his pupils when shinsou brainwashes them.

aizawas hair is really thick and curly, but he takes terrible care of it.

on the topic of aizawas hair, sometimes it floats a bit when he's flustered, surprised, angry, excited etc

shinsou's hair just does that. it stands on its own and it's terrible and shinsou used to hate it but he comforts himself thinking it kinda looks like aizawas.

midoriya and mina are blasian i am right

mina has vitiligo

kaminari has a bunch of lighting shaped scars. also he's south asian and brown skinned because I said so

this is literally just how I edit hori's sketches now lmao (cough cough @lunejump)

iidas legs are fucking covered in scars and he refuses to say how he for them

ochako's cheeks are naturally really pink.

ochako's has chubby muscle dad bod vibe kinda. she'll beat the shit out of you anyway. she's also super small and wears discreet platform shoes sometimes

tsuyu's skin is just straight up green. I really just want her to be more frog like lmao. she got frog eyes too. toad skin in places with the little bumps and shit. also she's autistic I KNOW I SAID PHYSICAL HEADCANONS BUT SHH

dabi desperately needs glasses. he also has terrible dry eye because of the whole no tear duct situation, so in general he just doesn't see shit. he pays a lot fo attention to noise because of that.

dabi's hair is very fluffy and thick naturally, but dying it (+yknow the burning) made it really damaged (its why it's spikier than when he was young)

toga has a bunch of vampire features, notably : glowing eyes, pointy ears, the good ol' fangs, naturally sharp nails, pale ass skin from being sensible to sunlight, etc. she really likes garlic tho dont get her wrong

toga also got tattoos at some point, not a lot tho cuz she started only a bit after joining the league. she has : a lot of hearts, a bat, couple of knifes, "stainy <3" (she did this one by herself so it's a bit wobbly). she wants to get tattoos that ressemble her friends from the league, especially for twice, magne, dabi and shiggy.

mic has piercings. obviously. he has nipple piercings (listen im just a man), a nose ring (he doesn't wear it when doing hero work), a bunch of ear piercings, and an eyebrow one.

when they were in high school, mic got aizawa to get snake bites. aizawa stopped wearing them somewhere in his 20s so they closed back, and mic is constantly trying to get him to get them redone.

midnight prolly has matching nipple piercings with mic honestly they'd do that

shigaraki's hair is surprisingly soft because kurogiri makes him take care of it. when kurogiri gets arrested, his hair starts to get more tangled because no one brushes it anymore.

fuyumi, rei and dabi have the same hair type (wavy, thick fluffy hair)

shinsou stays pretty skinny no matter how much he muscles up. he has a fast metabolism and struggles to take on weight

aizawa is so fucking hairy its terrible

mic's mustache is like that because it's the only thing he manages to grow

mic's hair is like the opposite of aizawa's. it's straight and stringy, and its pretty damaged despite mic's efforts to take care of it because of all the hair gel

bakugou has heavy acne on his face and back, which is why he takes very good care of his skin. he doesn't really care if people think it's ugly, he just doesnt want it to hurt like a bitch

hagakure is really pale because the sun technically never really touches her skin. her eyes and hair are a weird pale color for a similar reason. not like anyone sees it much though.

MOMO IS TRANS MOMO IS TRANS I AM RIGHT. she was able to transition early on thanks to her parents acceptance and money.

momo is a bit chubby and taller than most of the boys in the class. she's never shy about eating a lot, especially since its what makes her quirk work, and she tends to get really hungry after using it a lot.

jirou often gets overwhelmed because of how much she can hear. think of dolores from encanto she can hear a lot.

her earjacks are really sensible too, but she doesn't really have anything to protect them.

jirou's irises are a very bright red.

hatsume is blasian, she has pink dreads

her arms are pretty muscly from working a lot on heavy stuff. she also has a lot of different scars on her hands and some on her face from her lack of care for safety

concerning shouto, the carpet does match the drapes. he isn't that hairy tho.

shouto has a couple of burn and frostbite scars on his arms from training too much. the burn ones are older, since he didn't use his flames for a long time.

shinsou is the type of pale thats so pale you can kinda see veins under the skin. he calls himself a corpse pretty often. it's also why his eyebags are so visible.

mirko is probably albino tbh (this is 100% inspired by that one edit)

while bakugou's palms are always super hot and sweaty, midoriya's are very cold for no reason.

midoriya bites his nails and the skin around them, often 'til it bleeds, so his fingers are. in a state (im just calling myself out at this point lmao)

mic has heterochromia and is hard of hearing

all might's eyes weren't blue before he got ofa. I like to think ofa modifies the user's appearance a bit, notably with the eyes. all might's eyes changed so luch because he went from no quirk to mastering ofa.

midoriya's eyes are very green naturally but when he uses ofa a lot, there's a blue tint as well (think the overhaul fight)

kirishima's hair must be so fucking damaged man. his hair is naturally black but he dyes it a very bright color, so he probably needs to bleach it a lot. it's probably permanent dye too since he wants to keep it like that, and he probably dyes his roots often too. plus the hair gel. he probably went through the elastic hair pain

bakugou's eyes are an orangey red, while kirishima's are blood red.

similar to all might and midoriya, aoyama's eyes became that bright sparkly blue when he got gifted his quirk. they're probably kinda glittery looking. his eyes were probably brown originally

kendo has stretch marks and some scars on her hands from them changing size so often. it doesn't really hurt tho.

shinsou probably had braces at some point

kaminari has a tooth gap

sero is part latino. he has brown eyes also.

sero's skin gets sticky sometimes. he hates it because people think he's dirty. It's really just a side effect of his quirk.

because I'm trypophobic I refuse to think sero has holes in his elbows. his tape is probably a sort of extension of his skin, and the weird shape in his elbows are here to help produce the thing.

denki has an eyebrow piercing

shinsou's eyes glow slightly when he's using his quirk, but it's not that noticeable.

aizawa's eyes glow yellow (like in the manga because I love yellow). otherwise his irises are completely black. it's unnerving

aizawa actually isnt that silent when he speaks, unless he's trying to. he has a big voice.

mic is actually very silent when he wants to because he's used to controlling the volume of his voice. also, he's very good at doing weird shit with his voice.

similarly, shinsou is very good at mimicking voices and sounds. he struggles a bit with high voices because his voice is naturally deep, but he's good at imitating birds and cats. he can purr also because I said so.

im losing inspiration unfortunately. feel free to share ur headcanons in the tags or in reblogs (even if they go against mine it's fine lmao). have a good day

#mha #bnha #my hero academia #boku no hero acedamia #mha headcanons #bnha headcannons #midoriya izuku #bakugo katsuki #shinso hitoshi #present mic #ochaco uraraka

[timidloner]

me ascending every time you call me ram <3 (it's like a power up i love it, like joren with mc, you're enabling me to ramble more each time)(sorry in advance for the amount ill send) watch me call you lolo for the loner in your username

it was very clear so we appreciate it!! and exactly omfg you get it, there's nothing wrong with being a conventionally attractive white man but personally it's so underwhelming compared to what i sometimes imagined (one time i played a game where i thought the guy had long black hair brooding and sharp looks like babygirl right? but then i saw the pictures and he had short very bland looks i cried.) tiktok goes crazy with THESE especially with the fancasting people do for books, its always the same kind of dudes its tragic (definitely an interesting topic from a sociological perspective but ill stop too lmaoaoa)

moles are so attractive normally but now with your concept too? brain rot i cant believe... is joren's neck sensitive? please i need to know because just MC touching the moles but instead they watch joren's neck turn red and both end up blushing like fools and THE SCARS WOAHHHH????? MC turning his scars into something joren can love by admiring them (tho the angst would be crazy if the MC was to be disgusted but personally my MC could never cause joren is our big meow meow)(im still not over the fact he can purr like can the MC scratch the back of his ears too? i need MOREEEE MONSTER FACTS)

AWWW, I love it!! Lolo is such a cute nickname!!

And I actually went to booktok to study (laugh at) this phenomenon and you're so right!! There's nothing wrong with these dudes, of course, but when the entirety of your male cast looks the same, it just becomes booooooring. They look like brothers!! Add some spice, please!!

Fortunately, that kind of surprise hasn't happened to me, I either never see the characters' portraits (IF) or that's the first thing I do (VN). But I won't go into detail about my feelings here, gotta stay away from controversies now that I'm a game dev (never gets old), haha!!

And yes! I've always loved moles, on someone's wrist, neck, below their eye, or the edge of their mouth... Doesn't matter, they are great.

I'd say both his neck and wrists are sensitive. And I love that idea, but due to his skin tone, his blush isn't really visible! So instead of turning red, we could say that MC is touching him and suddenly his skin heats up under their palm and he starts to sweat a little bit!

And ugh, now I can't help but imagine MC calling Joren their handsome man while tracing his scars...

Like, he doesn't really care if he's considered good-looking or not, but MC calling him that???? He'd melt. Suddenly, he'd understand why everyone is so concerned about beauty, and how good that kind of validation feels. He'd even start putting more effort into his appearance.

And maybe he could start seeing his scars as proof of how brave he's been throughout his life? He could stop being neutral about it, and become proud of them?

On the other hand, if MC finds him disgusting for his scars, it would make him insecure for the first time in a really long time. He'd try to dress in tunics with long sleeves, and always face MC with the "better" side of his face, so they don't have to look at his scar.

And yes!! Of course MC gets to scratch his ears, I'm pouring all of my impossible dreams of cuddling a big cat in those scenes. I'll think of some monster facts for tomorrow!!

#ask away! #from lon to you #rambling✒️!!! #the stranger lore #never apologize for your asks #you know i love them <33 #now i must go to see Namor edits #and then sleep #good night <33