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wintersxldiers · 5 months

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Heyyyy

I already messaged @lafleshlumpeater this ask but I thought I should do it to as many people as I could (esp bc ik ur a Bucky stan)

Could you do a sad reader bc she has period cramps and concerned Bucky who has done his hw to help his girl every way he can. (Some smut too if you're comfortable) Just fluff, fluff and more fluff

YESS Winter's children UNITE!

thanks for requesting hope you like this but I don't know if I really did this justice.

Warnings: Periods, Fluff and comforting Bucky (Lmk if I missed any) In which Bucky's Doll gets her period and he helps her feel a bit better and does everything he can to make sure his girl feels good.

(PLEASE BEAR WITH ME THIS IS MY FIRST PROPER PUBLIC WRITE SO IT IS CRINGEY)

(Thank you @lafleshlumpeater for proof reading and encouraging me to post this <333 so grateful for you xx)

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You rolled around in pain. Curse these stupid period cramps. You prayed for the moment for Bucky to come home so he could help relieve you of this pain. You needed his cuddles, his kisses, his warmth and his scent. Your favourite thing to do while on your period was to wrap yourself up in his scent. You missed and wanted it all.

Suddenly you hear the front door slam shut and footsteps in the kitchen.

"Doll, I'm home, where are you?" Bucky said, looking in the living room and bathroom. 'Probably in our bedroom' he thought to himself and walked into the bedroom. There he saw you clutching your stomach and rolling around on the bed. "Baby, what happened? Is it the cramps again?" He asked, holding your face in his hands. He glanced at his phone to check the date and realised you were on your period. "stupid periods" he cursed under his breath.

Then an idea popped into his head. "Wait there Angel, I'll get you the hot water bottle" and that's exactly what he did. He grabbed the hot water bottle and climbed into bed with you for a while, cradling you in his arms before he decided that he needed to go shopping first. "Bucky please stay here." you mumbled, in pain. He refused and walked out and left the house.

Bucky returned twenty minutes later with 2 carrier bags full of sweets and chocolates because of your cravings. "Hey baby I'm back with the goods" he chuckled a bit under his breath. "Thank you so much Bucky." you said eternally grateful that he is your boyfriend. "It's nothing Doll, you deserve this and more." he said staring deep into your eyes before standing up and getting you water and medication.

You took the medication then asked "wanna come lie in bed, watch a movie and eat?" You looked at him hopefully and of course he agreed. He took his jacket off and slipped under the covers. He grabbed you and held you in his arms and you stroked his metal arm softly, your fingers grazing over it. He had his flesh hand rubbing over your belly, almost massaging it. Your head rested on his hard chest.

You loved this comforting side of Bucky, it was refreshing to see especially after you both come back from a mission and he lets his guard down when he steps into the house with you. You looked up and stared at him while he stared at the screen while watching YOUR comfort movie. He could feel your eyes on him and looked down at you, “what’s up Doll?He asked. “Nothing” you replied, “Thank you” you said before landing your lips onto his. “I love you Angel.” He muttered. “I love you too Buck.” You replied.

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guessimjoiningthespidermanfandom · 9 months

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Hey! For your Miles requests, I'd love to read about what it might be like for the reader to watch Miles transfer to Visions if they both went to Brooklyn Middle together.

Not This Time

Miles Morales x fem!reader

Miles Morales x black!reader

Word Count: 1.4k

Warnings: none

Requested: yes

A/N: GUYS PARTICIPATE IN MY 300 FOLLOWER SPECIAL PLEASE also hope you guys enjoy electro because I had to make something up.

300 Follower Special <3

Masterlist

“You’re not gonna forget me right?” You wondered.

It was the last week of summer and you were clinging to the last few days you had left with Miles. Sitting on his building’s rooftop you stared down at the Brooklyn you’ve known your whole life. You and Miles were the fastest of friends since your first day at Brooklyn Middle you genuinely couldn’t imagine not seeing him every day. You were still proud of him, however. Getting into Visions was a pretty big deal.

“Why would you ask me that?” He glanced at you offended.

You simply shrugged, pulling your knees up to your chest. “I dunno, you’ll go and make new friends and I won’t be so important anymore,”

“No,” He shook his head, turning to face you. “That would never happen,”

You looked back at him, maintaining eye contact.

“I’d never forget you,” He promised.

The first week of freshman year was finally over. It wasn’t as bad as your middle school teachers tried to make it seem, you’d made a couple of new friends, and none of your teachers were mean.

Realizing you hadn’t spoken to Miles yet today you pulled your phone out to message him.

you: how was your first week?

miles: my science teacher was on my ass but my roommates not bad

miles: he doesn’t talk much

you: i told you, you’d be fine

you: wanna go the end show w/me tonight in golconda

you: it’s at 7

miles: im sorry I cant :( too much hw

you: oh no don’t worry maybe next time

Putting your phone back down on your desk with a huff you tried not to feel disappointed. There would be other opportunities to hang out. It’s not like this was the end of your friendship.

The excuses and cancellations only grew in numbers. Soon you’d gone from seeing Miles every day to barely holding a virtual conversation once a week.

You weren’t going to sit around and wait for the crumbs of attention Miles was willing to give you. This would not be a one-sided relationship, you had too much self-respect for that.

But just because you weren’t actively talking doesn’t mean you didn’t care. You’d just care from afar.

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You weren’t one to watch the news but the TV was open to Channel 12 when you made it home from running errands. Placing your grocery bags on the couch something compelled you to tune in.

Seeing PDNY cars surrounding a crazed man wielding what looked to be lightning bolts sent you into a state of controlled panic. You practically sped to Miles’s apartment to check on Mr. Morales.

He wasn’t there when you got to the apartment but Rio informed you he was okay and she’d just spoken to him on the phone.

Letting out a sigh of relief you relaxed your shoulders. Slumping to sit down next to her on the couch she gave you a once-over

“You’ve grown so much since I last saw you. How’s high school?” She asked, now getting a better look at you.

“It’s definitely different,”

“We’ve missed you around here, Miles has been acting so different lately, he’s not my little boy anymore,” She sighed wistfully.

“I miss you guys too,” You pouted.

You didn’t want to get emotional but you really did miss your second family. And you weren’t trying to take it personally but Miles avoiding you truly hurt. “It’s so weird not seeing Miles anymore,”

“Seeing him a couple times a week must be very different from every day,”

A couple times a week? You hadn’t seen him at all this month. Even if you were pissed at him you didn’t want him in trouble so you just agreed.

“Yeah, I’m still not used to it.”

You weren’t leaving until you saw for yourself that Mr. Morales was okay. Your stubbornness and unwillingness to take things as you’re told kept you from being able to fully believe Mrs. Morales’s promise of her husband’s safety. Anything could’ve happened between their phone call and now.

Waiting on the couch listening to Mrs. Morales talk about work and her conniving coworkers. You felt the most at peace as you’ve had in a while.

The peace didn’t last long as Miles came bursting through the front door adorning his red and black jacket with oversized sweats and his backpack slung over his shoulder. Mrs. Morales immediately stood up and moved towards him, the picture of concern.

“Mijo, what’s wrong, what are you doing here it’s a school night?”

Instead of answering her he just threw himself into her arms and wilted into her chest.

From your place on the couch, you couldn’t hear the muffled conversation or anything at all, which only amplified your worry.

“What happened? What’s wrong?” You found yourself calling out standing from your spot on the sofa.

The sound of your voice snapped him out of his reprieve. Miles pulled his head from the crook of his mother's neck. He let his eyes roam over you attempting to assess if you were real or not.

Once he decided his eyes weren’t deceiving him he practically launched himself into your arms.

You stumbled back with the force of his weight and despite your anger and confusion, you hugged him back.

Evidently, something was wrong but he wasn’t going to talk about it anytime soon. You tried to hold out and let him feel his emotions but-

“Miles,” You wheezed out into his chest. “Can’t breathe.”

He released you the slightest bit but didn’t let you go.

“Sorry,” He muttered to the top of your head. “Missed you so much,”

“Missed you too,”

As much as you loved Mrs. Morales, she was a chismosa and every conversation was not for her ears.

“Let’s go outside,” You suggested grabbing his arm to pull you with him.

You hadn’t made the climb to the water tower in a while and you weren’t as fit as you were a month ago. Trying to hide it out of embarrassment you switched the topic.

“You cold?” You asked panting as you found your footing.

“What?” He questioned looking down at himself.

As if he just discovered the zip-up he was wearing he answered. “Oh! Yeah, yeah it’s really chilly out here,”

Even without the years of knowing Miles under your belt, you would’ve known he was lying but you didn’t feel like starting an argument the first time you saw him in a while so you just dropped it.

The two of you easily fell back into the swing of things as if there were never any distance between the two of you. You were glad to be talking again, now knowing his issue wasn’t due to anything you’d done.

He was catching you up on everything you’d missed in his life when he went ghost on you, but he still wasn’t hinting at what was bothering him. He was using you as an alibi and not even telling you, it was so unlike him.

Even his mom noticed a change in his behavior so why wouldn’t he just talk to you? You had to bring it up or you’d regret it once you’d gotten home.

“You know you can tell me anything right?”

He hummed in acknowledgment.

You should be furious he’d ghosted you for so long. And now he won’t even talk to you? but looking at him now he looked so upset and broken you couldn’t feel anything besides concern.

“Miles please, tell me what’s going on,” You begged. “We tell each other everything,” It was true you even told him when you had started your first period the summer before 7th grade. You never felt the need to hide anything from each other. So why start now? What happened between the start of high school to now to make him stop trusting you?

“Is it me? Can you just not tell me?” You attempted to rationalize his behavior.

“It’s not you,” He promised.

“So then talk to me please,” You whined.

“I can’t tell you. Not this time,”

The last person to learn he was Spider-Man died. In the same month, he watched Spider-Man and his uncle die in right front of him. All his other friends left him and maybe it was selfish but you were the only one he had left. He refused to lose you or have you look at him differently. Maybe telling you would lift some of the burden of having a secret identity as just a child, but he couldn’t risk it. Not this time. Not with you.

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#hannah speaks ღ #miles morales x reader #miles morales x black!reader #miles morales x fem!reader #miles morales angst #miles morales fanfiction #miles morales fluff #miles morales

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vay99 · 7 months

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Dazai x reader

Anything for you

Anime/Manga: Bungo stray dogs

Why? Why can't he just do his work without crying for attention the whole time?

"As you see I'm busy, I can't entertain you now." you answer the male who's laying on your desk.

"Huuuuh? But (y/n)chaaaan~~ I just wanna commit some double-" Dazai can't finish his sentence cause Kunikuida has kicked him off the desk.

"GO BACK TO WORK!" he yells before returning to his seat.

"Please just do your work and no, I don't." you answer Dazais question, going back to your work.

"Okay~ Okay~" Dazai sighs, actually beginning to work now.

After half an hour, of a not complaining Dazai, everyone in the office grows sceptical. Wondering why the brunette works without a single word. Kunikuida has just left for a mission and he didn't start with his 'how can I annoy Kunikuida' tactic yet. In conclusion, everyone is worried.

"Dazai?" Atsushi asks the guy next to him.

"Yeah?" Dazai answers, drawing his attention towards the younger boy.

"Are you alright?" he asks, everyone focused on their conversation now.

"I'm perfectly fine Atsushi-kun~ Thanks fir your concern but now I gotta continue to work~" Dazai smiles and continues to type on his laptop.

"What's going on?" you ask out loud, speaking everyone's mind.

"What do you mean (y/n)?" Dazai asks, blinking a few times.

Everyone groans, some fall off their chairs and you lay your head on your desk.

"Nothing, forget it Dazai." you wave it off.

Half an hour later you're done with you'd work so you get ready to leave, saying everyone goodbye you head downstairs.

"Wait for me (y/n)-chan~" the bandaged men runs after you.

"You really got all your work done, already?" you ask a big suspicious.

"Of course~ I did as you said." his flirty attitude seems to be stronger than ever.

"As I said?" you ask, once again not understanding what he meant. Which is the usual with Dazai.

"Yes, you've told me to get my work done." hw blinks at you with an innocent smile.

"So let me get this straight. You worked because I told you so?" A nod was your answer. "Why? I mean, it's your job and, okay seriously why?"

"Working is boring, but if my Queen gives me an oder I follow it." he says, as you continue to walk down the stairs.

"When your what does what?" you stare at him.

"(y/n), you're a detective, how have you not notice my feelings for you?" Dazais expression changes, his serious gaze hypnotising you.

"Your what?" you ask, mouth in an O form.

"Ah~ You don't believe me do you?" he chuckles, a dangerous but addictive light in his eyes. "Want me to prove it~"

All you can do is nod as Dazai places one hand in your neck and the other on your hip.

"You know, I've always been your pawn. But one day I wanted to become your king." he breaths against your lips before capturing them with his. The kiss is unexpectedly gentle and sweet. And much to short.

"Dazai... you really need to stop using chess symbols." you sigh, smiling up at him.

"But you wouldn't understand it when I told you." Dazai puffs his cheeks, crossing his arms in front of his chest.

"Cute." you giggle, wrapping your arms around his neck. "You know, you've always been my king. So don't yiu dare to quit the game, cause it'd be game over for me as well."

"As you wish, my Queen." Dazai rests his forehead against yours, his arms finding their way around your waist.

Enjoying your peaceful moment until Kunikuida ruins it.

"What the hell is this?! No making out in this building!" he scolds you, causing you two to roll your eyes.

"Aww Kunikuida, why did you have to spoil my next step like that." Dazai whines, making you blush and giggle at the same time. "Let's go (y/n)~"

"Hey hey. I-I can walk by myself." you yelp as he lifts you up, bridal style. Carrying you away, leaving a dumbfounded Kunikuida behind.

"Dazai you've made your point, you can let me down now." you poke his chest, avoiding the people starring.

"Don't worry (y/n), I just wanna keep you as close as possible." Dazai smiles at you, a genuine smile, brighter than everything you've ever seen.

"Idiot." you hide your face in his chest, can't help but smile. Who knew Dazai could be that soft.

Arriving at his apartment you open it, since he can't use his hands now, and carries you directly into his bedroom.

"D-dazai? Please tell me you've een joking earlier." you stutter, blushing as you watch him laying down his coat.

"Me joking?" Dazai crawls above you, licking his lips.

"Of course I was, can we cuddle?" he falls down next to you, opening his arms.

"Whyyyy. You're mean." you whine but roll into his embrace, so that your back is facing him.

"I love to yee you blushing." he chuckles against your neck, leaving sweet pecks on your skin.

"Can we just sleep? So I can escape your teasing." you yawn, placing your arms above his.

"Anything for you~" Dazai agrees, before the two of you drift off into a peaceful sleep~

#bsd #bungo stray dogs dazai #bungou stray dogs #Bungo stray dogs #Dazai #dazai osamu #Dazai x reader #dazai osamu x reader #bsd x reader #bsd imagines

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splatterofdepression · 6 months

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Naughty kind of fun~ (Miguel O'hara x reader)

（｡･ω･｡)つ━☆・*°。+ *🎀

warning: +18 (so if ur not, get outa here, buddy), thigh fucking, penetrative, blowjob, cumming in the mouth, finger fucking, etc... 🤨🤨😔

(I wrote it, haha but credits to jaex0x0smikle anyways.) also to note: wrote this a while ago, used some posts on tumblr for inspiration (paraphrased for the vibrator and thigh parts!)... pls comment if u can find who's it is cause i wanna give them full credits :(

btw i was like half dead because i wanted to die from the amount of hw i had and needed a writing break :(

🚶

HAVE FUN Y'ALL

dunno how to write the captions, my bad :(

type a comment if you want some more 😉

[Dom Miguel, Sub (ish) reader]

（｡･ω･｡)つ━☆・*°。+ *🎀

"Hey, baby..." Miguel leaned against the door frame, his eyes sliding over your new dress. He licked his lips and smiled. "You certainly look delicious..."

"Not so bad yourself..." You say, trying to not squirm under Miguel's unwavering gaze. You look at his handsome face, the chiseled features and broad shoulders made him look strong. Matched with the black and white suit he was wearing, Miguel was handsome. Extremely so. You coughed and looked away, trying to not seem like you were ready to pounce on him. You could already feel the heat rushing to my face. "You look... very handsome tonight..."

"Hmm... but have you tried yourself in a mirror lately, sweetheart?" Miguel smirked, his eyes sparkling with mischief. He moved closer, placing his hand on the small of your back. "I'm dying to see what's underneath, babe..."

"Come on, we don't have time for this. Pavitr's party is going to start at 8:00!" You push him away playfully, but he huffs impatiently.

"We still have more than two hours- that's plenty of time."

"We both know that if we start now, we'll end up spending the entire night instead of just two hours." You quickly clapped a hand over your mouth. You blush, embarrassed.

"Oh really~?" His husky voice made me shiver, his hot breath blowing against your ear. The way Miguel towered over you was scary- but also thrilling.

"Y-yeah." You avoided his eyes, but he lifted your chin up to his face. Miguel's gaze bore into you as his jaw tightened.

"Please? I'm begging you..." He stepped forward, pushing you against the wall with one arm. He leaned forward, planting a kiss on your neck. His body pushed against you, his body heat slowly rising as he stared hungrily. You could feel your breath quicken too, eager to keep on going, but you couldn't just ditch Pavitr's without a notice.

"Fine. I'll send a message to Pavitr." You start to head for your phone, but Miguel stops you.

"What do you think you're doing when the fun already started?" Miguel's eyes were piercing, trapping you in place. He shoved a hand against the wall and bent down to be eye level with you. Suddenly, his voice becomes gentle, "Do you want me to keep going? I'll stop if you don't... there's no rush."

"a-ah... no. You can um- continue..." Your heart beat so fast it felt like it was going to leap out of your chest. It was only the third time you guys ever had intimacy, and it still felt so alien to you. Without knowing what to do, you say, "Let's have some fun."

"Oh really?" Miguel asked, licking his lips as he looked at you with a mischievous grin. "And what kind of fun did you have in mind, sweetheart?..." Miguel moved a piece of hair behind your ear, lightly tracing a trail down to your shoulder.

"A naughty kind of fun..." You smirked at him. This side of you never showed except for moments like these.

"Oh?" Miguel purred, his eyes glittering. "How naughty?..." He leaned down to gently nibble and tug at your ear, his lips brushing against your neck. "Do you want me to make a good girl out of you, sweetheart?"

You shiver at the closeness of Miguel. "Yes, please~"

"Mhm..." Miguel pressed himself against you, his voice husky as he spoke. "Are you a naughty girl, baby?" Miguel's teeth flashed, his body trembling with desire. He reached out and ran his hand along your waist.

You move closer to him, "Only for you~" As his hand trailed along your curves, you decided to be more bold. "I'll keep you up all night long..." your whisper shocked Miguel, but in a good way.

"Oooh~" Miguel purred, his voice going lower. "How long will you even be able to keep me up, sweetheart?..." He chuckled. "Hmm... maybe you want me to... push... your... buttons?..." Miguel paused to let his words sink in. He leaned forward, nibbling gently on your ear.

You whine softly, burying your head into Miguel's chest. "Yes please... daddy~" Instantly, you regret saying that. He was going to tease you to death after tonight.

"Hmm?..." Miguel chuckled, his eyes sparkling. "Oh did you say something, sweetheart?..." A small smirk danced on his lips, a hand traveling across your thigh. "You're such a tease~"

He brought his hand down from the wall, gently grabbing your hips and tossing you onto the couch. "Hmm... I'll teach you a lesson..." Miguel crawled over and pinned you down to the sofa, looking at you with a small smirk. You start to undress, lifting up your skirt slowly.

Miguel's eyes widened as he glanced at your legs. His tongue ran across his bottom lip, a hand moving to caress your thigh. His voice sounded husky, his gaze traveling up your leg.

"I wore your favourite lingerie- just in case this would happen..."

"Oh really~?" Miguel purred, his eyes glistening. He leaned forward to nibble along your shoulder, his fingers digging into the soft skin. "Hmm, I don't believe you, babe... I'm gonna have to take a look for myself, sweetheart..."

"Go ahead~" You say, before he suddenly yanks off your underskirt. You squeak, surprised. Instinctively, you squeeze your legs together, face flushed red from the unexpectedness. Miguel chuckled, moving his leg between your thighs.

"Are you ready, sweetheart?" He said, his voice low and husky as he looked down at you.

You gasped softly, wrapping your legs around his waist. "Yes~"

Miguel smiled, his eyes glimmering with desire as he looked down at you. His arms surrounded your waist, holding you firmly in place. One of his hands moved to caress your hair, while the other went down to untie your lace dress. "You just have to let go... let me take charge, baby..." His gaze looked hungry, his eyes staring at you as if you were a feast. His eyes wandered over your body.

Miguel's arms supported your weight as you straddled him. His hands traced the curves of your hips and thighs, teasing you. Miguel purred, his lips traveling over your neck. His teeth lightly scraped against your skin as he ran his tongue along your neck. "I need you to tell me what you want, baby..." He paused, nipping gently at your throat. His breath went against you, his lips grazing your ear. "Tell me... what... do you want?"

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YOU CAN STOP HERE! EXIT THIS CHAPTER NOW IF YOU DON'T WANT TO SEE ANY MORE SMUT

No?

Ok.

You've been warned 😨

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"I guess I need to loosen you up first..." Miguel opens one of the cabinets next to the TV, taking out a pink vibrator and lube. You could already feel you were wet enough to not use lube, but Miguel always stood by the phrase, "The wetter, the better."

He placed the vibrator between your legs, rubbing it against your thigh. "Spread your legs." Miguel says, and you immediately sit up a little more, leaning against the cushion and widening your legs. He rubbed your clit softly, blowing against it. You squirm, letting out a small moan. The lube was cold as Miguel massaged it into you. His fingers were long, pressing against all the sensitive areas he knew you loved. He slowly drew his fingers in and out of your pussy, quickening the pace. Starting with 2 fingers, then adding another.

"A-ah~ Miguel~" You panted, grasping at Miguel's arm. You could see his ears go red, and the bulge in his pants get even bigger.

"Ready?" Miguel tapped the tip of the wand against your clit, and your hips squirm a bit, a squeak leaving your mouth. As Miguel pushes the vibrator in, he turns up the intensity of vibration- making you jerk your head back. Every moan that escaped your mouth made Miguel's bulge grow larger and harder.

"You should see yourself right now..." he was panting quietly, eyes looking eager to thrust into you. "I'm not sure how much longer I can wait."

He took fun in seeing how long you could last before coming, raising the intensity of the vibrator, eating up the expressions you made. Your core tightened around the vibrator, and an electric shock passed through your body.

"a-Augnh~ M-miguel! stop~ I-I just-" You couldn't finish your sentence, though, because Miguel was raising the vibrations even higher. You had just came, the sticky juice slowly seeping out of your hole, coating the vibrator. When you realised you were close AGAIN (omg how), you let out a raw moan, "m-more! a-aAh~ faster!" Miguel responded by taking out the vibrator, and switching it off.

When you finally came back to your senses, you pouted, "Why did you stop? I was about to-" Miguel flipped you over so that you were on your knees, and he unbuckled his belt. His massive dick came into view, and you weren't sure if you could handle it. "Wha-?"

"You can't be the only one having fun, sweetheart." He stroked your hair, leading your face towards his shaft. "Suck it." His voice was so commanding, so you started to lick the tip of his dick, pleasuring in the groans Miguel let out. You swirled your tongue on the head, massaging his balls with your fingers. You looked up at him as he tilted his head backwards, breaths becoming laboured. His pre-cum dripped from the sides of your mouth, tasting slightly salty.

"Your dick is delicious... I'll make sure to savour it~" You say, stroking Miguel's dick with your hand. It didn't even fit in one hand, so you used both, squeezing as you brought your hands up and down his shaft. You placed your tongue on his cock, getting ready to deep throat it. "You're such a-" You bring your mouth down onto Miguel's dick, feeling it hit the back of your throat. Thank god you don't have a gag reflex- cause if you did, you'd be throwing up because of his size. Miguel whipped his head back, letting out a load and high pitched moan. (Not as high as yours, of course...) His eyes widened, and yours did too. You guys looked at each other, both shocked. "I-I didn't mean to-"

You take Miguel's cock out of your mouth, and smile. "It's okay- I think it was kind of cute." You continued to blow him, loving the whimpers, moans, and sounds that came from him.

"I th-think I'm close~" Miguel whispered, his hands grabbing at your hair. He brought your head down even further, making your eyes water. But you kept going, bobbing up and down faster and faster until he shoved your face almost all the way to his balls. He groaned loudly, and you could feel him release his white cum inside of your throat. He kept you in that position for a few more seconds, until he let you go, exhausted.

"Don't tell me you're already done~?" You laugh, placing your hips so he could see your pussy drip.

"h-hugh... N-no..." Miguel's chest had a faint sheen from the sweat. "I can keep going..."

Miguel looked at your pussy, and he can't control himself anymore. You feel his rough hands grip your hips, harshly pushing him back into you. The plumpness of your ass hits the girthy shaft of his cock, but before you can look for the lost balance with your hands in front of you, he thrusts his erection up against you cunt. You can feel it begin to become rock solid again.

"Ay, mi amor-" His voice is rugged and laboured, laced with a deep groan. His broad palm hits your butt-cheek, making you gasp. "Te necesito así de mal ahora mismo." (I need you so badly right now.) Miguel slammed inside you, thrusting at a quick pace.

"So tight..." Miguel grunted, his jaw gritted. "...it feels so good..."

You arch your back, the noises coming out of your mouth were low-key embarrassing. It was too big for you to handle, his shaft stretching your pussy so wide as it slammed in and out. The "plap" sounds from him slapping against your pussy was loud in your ears. The vibrator was big, but Miguel's dick was huge compared to it.

"S-slower... please~" You mewl, eyes watering from the overstimulation. "I-I can't..."

Miguel started thrusting gently, but it still felt like you were being eaten up from the inside. You clench around him, noticing him shudder inside you as you tighten up.

"Tell P-pavitr that w-we aren't coming t-to the party~ a-Ah~" I signal for Miguel to give me my phone so I can text him a message.

Miguel picks up the phone, ringing Pavitr's phone.

"What are you doing?!" You hiss, WHY WAS MIGUEL CALLING PAVITR? WHEN YOU'RE HAVING SEX? "Miguel Ohara! S-stop!"

But Miguel doesn't stop the call with Pavitr, only quickening his hips. Your eyes roll back, arching your back so he could hit your gspot.

"Huh? y/n? Why're you calling?" You could hear Pavitr's voice loud and clear through the speaker. "Miguel? Is that you?"

"Yes. y/n and I can't come to the party tonight..." Miguel clamped a hand over your mouth to prevent you from moaning so loudly. "She'll tell you why."

Your head was spinning from the pleasure, and you couldn't think of a decent excuse. Should you say that you family has an emergency? Or maybe that you got sick? In any case, you know Pavitr is too smart than to believe it. Miguel lowered the phone next to your mouth as he kept on thrusting.

"U-um, we f-forgot that o-our... uaHGh~!" A moan had accidentally escaped from your lips. You cleared your throat. "S-sorry, I-I mmHMm~ I hurt my foot..."

You turn red from the stupid lie. "H-hope we c-can see y-you soon... nnNGh~!"

"Woah. I know what you're doing, and it doesn't sound like you hurt your foot." Pavitr chuckled, "I understand. Have fun, Miguel. Tell me about it tomorrow."

BEEP. Pavitr had ended the call.

"Miguel! Why did you embarrass me like that!" You bury your face into the coach's cushions, hearing Miguel's deep laugh.

"Why, you said you wanted to have 'fun', sweetheart." Miguel grinned, slicking his hair back to get a better view of your ass. He took off the condom he had on, tapping his raw cock against your clit. "This is what you asked for~"

Smiling mischievously, e delivers a rough spank to your plump ass before pushing two fingers over the lips of your pussy, running them over your slit.

"You can't do it raw... I'm not on birth control." You warned, and Miguel's eyes twinkled.

"Let me fuck your thighs then." It took you by surprise, because you thought he would suggest anal or something.

With caution, he pushed his dick between your thighs while navigating his way to feel your wet folds and making sure he pressed the tip against your clit. Miguel began thrusting himself, keeping a steady rhythm— pre-cum smearing between your legs with each thrust.

not doneee :)

#miguel x reader #miguel o'hara #miguel spiderverse #smut #miguel x you #fem reader

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tiredandsleepyx · 2 years

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milo september 20th spoilers and thoughts

What a man of his word mr GREER is

His mom wouldn't even let him play with an ouija board growing up asfdsghj

"I'm tryna put it back— oh there we go— you stupid little—"

"Fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck all of you what the fuck is that"

"What why are you already given me shit? This is my desk, am I not allowed to look at my own fuckin desk?"

"I believe it said I CAN use that here 🤨💅"

"Why do I have to walk backwards?? Nothing good comes from walking backwards"

"Please stop looking at me like thatttttt"

"Can I sprint with the body? That's a little morbid"

"I don't even like that a little bit. WHO MAKES A GAME ABOUT DEAD BODIES"

"Wire the jaw shut. what. WHAT."

"Oh I dont like anything about that sentence— hammering setting needles in the b—"

"Moisturize the skin of the deceased… is that before or after I go in with the needle?"

He doesn't like teeth shit LMAOOOO

"Stop making me do this shit I don't wanna do this shit"

"Oh yeah all better now" 😑

"What? What? Oh look the gangs all here"

"I dont wanna continue I dont"

"Checmical haha"

"Make an incision in the carotid artery and jugular vein with scalpel— do I have to 😭"

"That is a very ominous picture of your grandmother"

"Is this your apartment? Where do you sleep? On the couch? This is a very sad sad apartment"

"I think that means pick up. Dont you dare fall— dont you dare fucking fall"

"You know what rebecca I dont think that's the case— rebecca no"

"Alright the game really said you wanna play bitch let's fucking play"

"You need to fucking go rebecca"

"Stop calling me you stupid bitch, you didnt even pick up that thing you said you would"

"Rebecca 😐" count: 16537272

"Uh huh, uh huh, uh huh, uh huh… yeah real fuckin simple "

"No not whatever. Dont you tell me whatever rebecca. I'm the one in charge here right now." My little sigma male 🤗😍

"I'll sprint through this nasty ass hallway"

Dont make me do this count: 9546367

"Dont you fuckin look at me cordell:

"I dont wanna check him out you seem like a nice guy it's a damn shame you died so young but I dont wanna fuckin do this"

"I never thought the fuckin day would come when I would be missin prey. I miss prey so much right about now"

CHRIST ON A FUCKIN CRACKER LMAOOO

"Dont fuckin cheerfully beep at meeee"

"Goddamnit I wish I could right about now:

"Okay—okay— that shit just told me to s— okay"

"Please dont— please dont do that maybe we could not do that"

Not his voice wavering stop hes gonna cry

"Cool great now were getting possessed love to see it love to fucking see it"

"I dont understand what the hell is wrong with people who like this shit. what is this. And if you dont stop fucking laughing at me this is NOT funny. You are a literal fuckin BEAST from hell. No— no you do NOT get kisses. You're never getting kisses again I cant stand you. I cant fuckin stand you right now" the way he laughs when he says all that 💞

Him ignoring the phone until it gets annoying lmao

"Oh look we've already got an incision how delightful"

"Yup nice and moisturized buddy (ireallydontlikethishesgonnawakeuphesgonnagrabme)"

HE MISSED AN ENTIRE FUCKING DEMON IN THE DOORWAY SCARED THE LITERAL DOGSHIT OUTTA ME

it's the way Milo scared me more than the fucking demon in the background asdfhsgaff

"Is this how I can end this early though? Can I just go down there and fuckin die? Is that a choice? Is that an option?"

Rebecca- that's not it

Milo- are you sure its not

Rebecca- I cant use that here

Milo- but maybe you can try

Not him bringing up desolation of smaug lmaooo

The way Erik's scream made me jump while I was doin my art hw

"Gimme the sigil gimme the sigil gimme the sigil"

Guys I'm sensing Milo doesn't like tooth stuff

"Yeah there we go you heard the lady"

Hallucination/vision time YAYYYY

"If you think I'm gonna answer that phone you've got another thing comin. You're outta your damn mind"

I swear that scary water demon lady gets me every time I watch a playthrough like ong I fucking jump

The sigh and the pop followed by the "I dont like thisss" was cute

"Yep thunder and lightning, boo"

Not him begging not to have to moisturize helpppp

"Oh my god dont talk to me through the dead body"

The game made him go mad hes raving like damnnnn

"I'm gonna stop you right there raymond" lmaooo the sass

"Prey would be a fuckin gift" and his rant about not liking sweetheart was hilarious AND THE KISS AT THE END HES SUCH A CUTIE I LOVE MILO SM AND I CANT HES LITERALLY SUCH A DELIGHT

#redacted asmr #redactedasmr #redacted audio #redacted milo greer #redacted milo x sweetheart #redacted sweetheart #redacted milo #redacted gamebois

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cobrrastyle · 1 year

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Am a bit sick ATM so this is completely peojecty but ghost billy with a friend or so with a cold. I just think hes a great alternative to an ice pack if you have a fever

a.n. sure thing! that last bit got me chuckling LMAO and omg AUUGHHH noooo!! ANON! HYDRATE. remember to get plenty of rest 😭 take it easy, okay? if by the time you're reading this you're in good health—good. if not, i hope you get well soon! <333

𝗕𝗶𝗹𝗹𝘆 𝘄𝗶𝘁𝗵 𝗮 𝗦𝗶𝗰𝗸 𝗦/𝗢

𝅘𝅥𝅲 gn!reader

𝅘𝅥𝅲 relationship. established romantic

𝅘𝅥𝅲 warnings. none

𝅘𝅥𝅲 edited. n/a

• he loves you. so much so its astounding. that being said,

• mf is gonna be grossed tf OUT at first.

• he tries to hide it, he really does, but when you start coughing and it sounds like that minecraft munching sound?? crunchy??? omg cue the crooked lop-sided grin, the guy breaks.

• the second he sees snot dribbling down your nose, mans will waste no time shape-shifting into some kind of hazmat suit.

• he insists comically and ever so dramatically that he doesn't want to get sick—the fact that he's a ghost flying completely over his head.

• like bruh be fr rn 💀

• offer to kiss him on the lips as a joke and he will visibly recoil 😭 again, he loves you, but there's no way he's going to do that!

• he will go out of his way for you tho! his bro spence has gotten a few fevers here and there, so he isn't entirely new to this sort of thing.

• doesn't take long before "doctor billy" takes over, diagnosing you with a bad case of the cold as if you didn't already suspect that yourself. goofiness aside, he's gonna do the best he can to make you feel better! mans was really looking forward to hanging with you and it hurts him to see you not at your best :(

• your wish is his command!

• feeling hot? say less! he will turn his arms into a fan and blow you away

• he's going to verbally consider plastering some ectoplasm on your forehead to cool you down. do NOT. i repeat, DO NOT let him do this unless you wanna ghostify yourself 💀

• cold? he's gotcha covered! he's going to steal blankets from the wrights and bring 'em to you.

• will rummage through your medicine cabinet, and cast any embarrassment aside 'cause he'll insist on spoon-feeding you your medication.

• very adamant on taking care of you and will not let you over-exert yourself. it's chaos if you're the type to get restless (having been in your bed for so long) and wanna get things done. be it college hw, work, or chores, he'll just escort you back to your bed (hilariously, by force if he has to).

• pull a trick on him by telling him to do stuff in another room, and it's only a matter of time before he catches you red-handed trying to leave your bed

"hey babe—whoa! no! you are NOT going anywhere!"

• personal hc incoming: he's a terrible cook. the cobra has never picked up a cooking utensil in his life! so when he tells you he's going to make you soup? INSTANT PANIC.

• you can try offering him some help, but don't be surprised when he lays you back down on your mattress. i'm telling you, it won't work. he's a man on a mission. nothing will stop him!

• he'll make a mess of your kitchen, obviously struggling, but you know he means well <3

• what he brings back isn't the most... tasteful dish. tbh it's hard to swallow whatever he's put in there with phlegm clogging your throat. you're over here on the verge of gagging and he's looking at you, eyes wide with anticipation.

"well? whaddya think? pretty good, huh?"

• please please PLEASE give him a smile + a thumbs up. for him! 😭

• eventually, sweet bby ends up craving your touch and he'll swoop right under the covers with you. to hell with feeling icky, he is needy!

• he'll smooch your forehead before resting his head in the crook of your neck <33

• billy may get a little stir-crazy after a while, but he'll never leave you on your own. it's at times like these when his acts of service shine!

• will clean the mess he made and tidy up your home a tad. gives it a little bit of the "cobra touch" while he's at it too!

• getting tired comes by real easy, but actually getting some shut-eye while having your nose stuffed/throat sore is a bit of a challenge for some. fear not! billy's gonna do whatever it takes to get your mind off it!

• counting sheep? nonno, we're counting bro puns in this house 🥴

• he does this cute little thing where he counts every pun on his fingers. he gets so in the zone that he's a little surprised when he turns to look at you and you're fast asleep. ofc, if you wanna stay up and join in on his little bro-fest, he's all ears!

• get into a coughing fit during all this and mans will go from giggling to screaming thinking you're dying 💀

• not in the mood? that's okay! he'll play some soft tunes on his guitar/keyboard to lull you to sleep, or generally as you sleep. he has no problem singing you to sleep either. in fact, it serves as a major boost to his ego when he's successfully gotten a few snores out of you!

• when it comes down to it, billy worries about you immensely and can't wait for you to recover💙

#dtmg #bjc #billy joe cobra x reader #ghost!billy

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boston-babies · 1 year

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Hello everyone! First of all, I want to say that this is the first time I’m sending you guys anything and I think it will be the last time. I’ve always distanced myself from anything that doesn’t impact me, but I thought I should say something after everything that happened to you guys.

But before I say anything, I don’t want Mrs. Evans or the kids get mad or annoyed by what I’m gonna say, and I think Mrs. Evans is going to understand where I’m coming from more than the kids will.

That being said, I would like to let Mrs. Evans know that I really respect her and her decision. I think she did the right thing by wanting to work things out and not just end things because of a wanna-be-the-next-IT-HW-girl. She didn’t give that (she who shall not be named) what she wants. What I’m about to say is not me defending Chris or what he did, but I think it’ll explain why he did what he did. I’m sure Chris already told the Mrs. this, but I don’t think the kids know. Me and Chris used to date way before he met the Mrs. and we were high school sweethearts. When Chris told me that he wants to be an actor and that he’s gonna move out of Boston to achieve that, I immediately thought that I lost him. I thought that he’s gonna be in HW, meet gorgeous girls and then he’ll want nothing to do with me, so my initial reaction was that I wanted to break up because I didn’t think long-distant relationship is gonna work for us. I was very insecure and didn’t know better. I was too young to think that we can make it work, so I told him that we should break up and we each go our separate ways, but he thought I was being silly and thinking irrationally, and he refused to break up, so my only other way of doing that was that I should make him hate me, and in order to do that, I pretended that I was cheating on him (which I honestly did not) and made sure that he sees me in an intimate situation with someone who was trying to get me for a long time even though I was with Chris. After he say that he was heartbroken and he hated me and didn’t wanna see me again. It killed me to do this to him, but this was for the best at that time. This is why I think I’m the reason he has these insecurities and he can’t let go of it, but I hope that he will now. You guys love each other so much and you have a beautiful family together. I’m really happy for the both of you and I wish you all the best.

To Mrs. Evans, please don’t think that I want to harm you in any way. When you guys first started dating, I was still following Chris and checking on him from afar without him knowing that, but it was that one time when I saw you guys in the park together that I knew you were his endgame and that I needed to move on, so I moved out of Boston and never came back. I also stopped following him and what he does. I only found out about this situation because one of our mutual friends told me and I felt like I needed to let you guys know what I thought was my fault.

To Chris, I hope you’ll be able to forgive me one day. What we had was really special to me, but I think what happened was for the best, because you got to meet your better half. Please make sure that you never lose what you have and that you always appreciate it and value it.

To the kids (specially Ryan), I know it’s hard and that what your dad did is not okay at all, but he’s still your dad and he’ll always be. Be sure that no matter what happens, he loves you all so much and he really can’t without you. It will take time for you guys to trust him again, but at least give him the chance to make up for what he did. And Ryan, I know you’ll hate what I’m gonna say, but no matter how hard you try to deny it, you’re the spitting image of your dad, even your personality. And your reaction to this whole thing proves my point. Just ask your dad about his reaction to his parents’ divorce was and what he did when he heard the cheating rumors. Give yourself and your dad a chance to fix this. You are his first born and his pride, he really loves you and I’m sure it kills him to even think that you hate him.

I wish everyone of you all the best. Take care!

*R.S

I always wondered if I would ever get the chance to meet you because Chris did tell me all about you. It’s nice and very insightful to hear your side of what happened and I can understand why you did and don’t worry you’re not causing any harm-Mama

Wow, it’s been a while..I hope you’re doing well-Chris

😧okay I have so many questions-Dani

I don’t hate my dad..I’m just..mad but you made a good point. I never stopped to realize that dad kinda went through the same thing..-Ryan

Oh I’m with Dani, I have a lot of questions-Brayden

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jinx06 · 2 years

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heya, I WAS UH LISTENING TO SOME SCRAAMECHOUSE PLAYLIST if you wanna lisrten to it the name is pov: you wake up next to scaramouche | a playlist HAHAHC OUGHS so like i rememver listening to this playlist ages ago and i listenined to it again and i remember the pov i wrote,,.. its even more bad if i didn;t replace some words.. anyways dont ask why this story thing is not eathetcily pleasing. Im like doing hw and stuff... alright off you go read it no warnings i think? but the theme is uhm...waking up nex to scarababes (yes thats my nickname for him..) ｡ﾟ❃ུ۪ ❀ུ۪ ❁ུ۪ ❃ུ۪ ❀ུ۪ ﾟ｡ﾟ❃ུ۪ ❀ུ۪ ❁ུ۪ ❃ུ۪ ❀ུ۪ ﾟ｡ﾟ❃ུ۪ ❀ུ۪ ❁ུ۪ ❃ུ۪ ❀ུ۪ ﾟ

You slowly got startled by the sound of someone moving out of bed, slowly moving your hands around the bed to feel someones presence “hoi!.. wake up, we need work to do.” Scarababes yawned as he tried to shake you, which didn’t work. “no. Just 2 more minutes you go on first..” you whispered turning around trying to go back to sleep, “no! Wake up you-“ He yelped as he got cut off “mmmhm...I know your tired too how about we stay in here for the rest of the dayyyy...” you said as you got up sitting on the bed as you hugged him from behind, trying to nuzzle on his shoulder 😼 as you yawned, “Hey! You asshole! Let go of me or I’ll punch yo-“ got cut off once again, “no can do darling, no swearing it’s early in the morning let’s go to sleep..” you said with ur rusty voice while tightened the hug at the same time, “You mother %u!*64@1##1)*^! no, I’m giving you 5 seconds to open ur eyes or else” , “or else what your gonna slap m-OWWW SCARABABES WHY WOULD YOU DO THAT..” you cried (in a joking way) as you dramatically put your hand on your heart making a fake tear, “hey- I didn’t mean it I told u to listen to m-“ getting cut of for the 3rd time, as you kissed his forehead, “okok, I’m goingg to get ready..” you got up as you yawned making your way to the bathroom not noticing he’s face and what he said, “You asshole...” he blushed. i love short men. please i cant please merry me i swear and sorry if hes like off charter i just love short men period oh and i have a 4 charater oneshot coming soon! i just have to do the last charater and ill be done! have a loveky night/day evrybody mwa/p/gen/pos/slayed

#scara #scaramouche #scarababes #iloveshortmen #hesSocuteforwhat #redflagbutilovethisman #genshin #teeheslayed #just an idea

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virtualmentalitylove · 2 months

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Dear reader, (i forgot hw many entries this is now)

Okay. SO much to say.

I got the job for RMIT, but I have to finalize the offer

I have to finish murder module for criminal law

Start writing economics essay

Okay so it has been one day and I have not yet started.

I don't know when I will die. Maybe it's today, maybe tomorrow. "So when my time comes to be my turn" "so when I go which I must do" I know for a fact that I will regret my life and my decisions. I'll regret living my life vicariously through the lives of others, watching media that leads to brain rot, caring about people that don't care about me. Choosing to live a sinful and meaningless life. Although, I believe in Christ, I feel as though i am not living my life for christ, but for the flesh. The wills of the flesh. I want to be better, so I am going to start a new way of life. No more watching news that I don't understand (I believe now it is the conflcit and drama I enjoy in my life to subsititue for me not having a social life). I honestly even don't know what they're talking about in the news. Todday I was lazy, I ate too much, I wasted my time and sinned against God.

here are some things I want to learn to become the person I believe I need to be:

I want to start studying properly. Taking my academic work seriosuly will please my Parents and make me more disciplined and a better person.

I want to start studying the bible, not just memorizing scripture, but understanding the context, the history, the intepretation and other ideologies that contradict Christianity.

I wanna study history (ancient, mythology, biblical history, everything). When I mean study I don't just mean learn about history from youtube. But understand the significance in our lives. Specifically war, South East Asian history, the history no one ever talks about.

Learn languages I can use; tagalog, malay, Japanese, spanish, French, Chinese (mandarin) and so many more.

Learn about politics (not just what's going on in the world) but learn about the mechanism, diplomacy, the treaties.

Agriculture

It's already 1:35am Saturday morning

I can feel my brain rotting. Right now I am alnguishing in my own pain and sufferig. I feel so tired, yet I want to do so much. I know in the future, whether it be tomorrow or next week or ayear from now. I will look back on this moment and think why didn't I just do something, Why didn't I just supress my laziness and try. I don't liek to think about this, because if I did then I would have to think about all those times where I sepnt hours on my phone, the hours eating food when I wasn't hungry and all those times I wasted in my whole life. So I Want to try. I want to be better, but sometimes I feel that I am too attached to the past, too afraid. I remeber as a kid I felt like I could do everything. I don't know what it was, I feel like it was this spark or this unexplainable optimism. Thta made me believe I could learn everything. As I got older I lost that spark. What I once thought were possible seems to not be. But the dreams I once had as a child is still with me, I know that all fo it is not possible, but at the back of my mind there's still hope. That my 12 year old self has always wanted.

I feel like I have wasted my life, my parent's life. I dont know why I feel this way. Somethings are left unsaid, the worst feeling is being unable to comprehend your own emotions. Why did my lfie lead to this. Why am I like this.

Let's dissect my life;

The negatives: I hav etaken on more than I could possibly imagine. all the classess and responsibility i don't want. Being stuck in the past, still thinking of people who have forgotten me. Being surronded by endless information all the poeple on the internet telling me how to feel and what to do with myself. I feel like I've lost my sense of self. Only seeing the world through a screen has definitley harmed my sense of self. I feel like I need a detox from the internet, social media, endless amounts of pornography and all the people whose opinions I honestly don't care about. Living my life through imaginations and not reality has harmed me the most. But nothing in the world has set me back then these words "I'll do it next time".

The positives: I have a a good family. No matter what I've always had them. Although they annoy me to the pint where I sometimes don't want to be in the house. I still love them. I have the unending word of God, guiding me through life. I have access to unlimited knowledge and technology that some poeple can only dream of. I can read any books, watch videos on history, chemistry. I honestly believe one of the reasons that I am so sensitive and weak is because I lack the knowledge. I believe that knowledge will better poeple. Maybe I should live by this.

More positives;

I am studying 2 different courses (2 Bachelor degrees + 1 associates degree)

I am on track to becoming more healthy and more aware of my physical health.

I started walking this year for the very first time

I just came back on holiday from Japan and Philippines 4 months ago

I cna be better I am going to be better because I ahve no choice anymore.

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megkana209 · 8 months

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Jake looked at me with his puppy dog like eyes for the fiftieth time that day.

"Don't say it" I grumble.

The smile on his face broadens as he lunges ahead.

"Really don't say it you dork." I smile back at him.

"Your the dork you like John Mason. The lamest comedian in the city." He beams back.

"I told you Jake I don't like him. How many times do I have to tell you." My voice sounds out Jake with an infassis.

"And I told you megan" He retorts back. "I saw you laughing your stupid head off at that awful joke He told. The one about the seaguls wasn't it."

I let out a long frustrates sigh. "It was so awful it qas good what's wrong with that." I replied.

"And there we have it an admition that you like him!" He responds with a smile.

"Ow shut up." I smile back finally conceding.

We continue our walk down the ally toward my apartment after baked good down the road, a ritual we've started on Wednesdays and Fridays after work.

I work as a manager at the local factory and he works on the floor.

It's not my dream job that I had always aspired to do but it paid the bills until I finished college. But Jake, he somehow made working the floor seem like fun, always full of jokes and smile. I asked him one day why he seemed so happy at a crap job and he just replied its about the people. I told him the people are crap too but he just smiled.

The lights illuminated the corners of the streets as we continues our way down. Passing by neatly manicured shrubbery and little well maintained houses before we cane up to my apartment building.

"Finally here. It freezing outside." I complain as I reach for the key in my bag.

"Don't be like that Megan the cold is fun. You get to wear all the best looking clothes as you always say." He replies.

"I feel like you just called me fat." He laughs at my flat statement.

"Hey I didn't say it you did." He replies. I smack him in the stomach before making my way inside. He grips his stomach with an exaggerated groan.

"Emily he is coming over by the way." I start but Jake cuts me off.

"Noo. I thought tonight a was just going to be me and you." He replies

"Why do you dislike her so much. I don't understand it. It's like these days you only wanna see me." I reply still putting away my things, and starting to head over to the couch.

"It's not that I only wanna see you, it's just that Emily. Really?" He replies

I laugh "again why do you hate Emily so much?" Hw joins me on the couch and I place my feet on his lap.

"Massage please." I smile at him as I move my feet.

"I don't hate Emily. She's just so... I don't like the way you are with her." He begins massaging one of my feet.

"And what way is that? Fun? Come on she lightens up the mood it's always nice to have her around." I replied.

"Fine I will tolerate her tonight but next time it's just us promise." He replies.

"I promise my handsome friend. Now we better get the booze out or we'll be subjected to her nasty taste."

Jake jumps up from his seat and begins to get the glasses when a knock comes at the door.

"That's her" I call too busy scrolling through my social.

"By all means I'll get the drinks and open the dooor." Jake sarcastically calls.

"Your the best" I replied and I hear another sigh and I smile.

The night continued on with drinks and laughter. Emily soon being too drunk to even form whole words, let alone walk straight in her high heals.

"I'm telling you, you guys should deffinatly date. Yall have this freaky connection it's like I never see one without the other." Emily slurs out.

Jake smiles but remains calm as he replies. "Thats because Megan has a condition that I have to look over. She needs my constant surveillance.

I look at him in-between sips of my wine. "And what condition is that jakey?" I ask questioningly.

"You can't stand being away from handsome men for too long." He replies

I let out a laugh

"Yes Jake that is exactly what is wrong with me. And no Emily we've never dated were just friends." I replied.

"Ow my gosh I love this song" Emily suddenly starts as one of the top hits little Mike's comes on. "Du du du. Jake come dance with me." She drunkenly announces as she grabs his hand.

"Ow no I can't." He goes on and shoves her hand off.

"Come oooonnnn." She starts

"Here Emily I'll dance with you." I grabbed her hand and we start to sway at the sound of the music. Jake laughing his head off at Emily who can barely stand. After a few minutes of slow swaying I lead her to my spare bedroom.

"OK Emily you've had enough it's time for bed now." I coo

"Nooo we just started dancing."

"No I think it's time for bed" Jake intersects. "Come on I'll help too." Jake takes her other arm as we lead her too the bed. The two of us gently laying her down on my barely used lilac sheets and soft blue confetor.

"I have work tomorrow." She barely gets out.

"And a cup of coffee will be waiting for you in the morning." I console.

Jake and I head off back to the living room.

"I should get some sleep too. We have work in the morning as well." I start.

"I know megs but give me just thirty more minutes. We can watch trashy t.v." Jake replies.

I smile up at his tall handsome figure.

"OK one episode of live island." I smile up at him.

"What ever you want." His hand goes to my hair as he fiddles with a strand.

I feel a blush gently rise to my cheeks.

"One episode." I replied.

"Just one." He concludes.

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dilfwaynes · 3 years

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durante la notte

summary: natasha always deals the cards first, but always ends up being the first to fold them as well.

✎ word count ; 1.5k

⚢ pairings ; natasha romanoff x fem!reader

genre ; smut

✗ warnings ; mean power bottom!reader, undertones of elitism, strap on use, degradation, pwp.

a/n ; natasha x Italian!reader cos i was finishing italian hw while writing this and thinking in Italian LOL not edited !!

translation: fangool / go do it in an ass, / marone / damn it / il mio piccolo tesoro / my little treasure.

you lick your lips slowly, lifting the petite glass and bringing it to your lips, tasting the rich krug flat on your tongue. fingers wrapped around tightly as you watch natasha flaunt around the bar end of the restaurant, collude deep with a full view of her little display with your table only a few feet away. rolling your eyes you pick up the cigarette pack aside from you, fumbling down your drink and lighting it up, blowing out the thick french scent smoke.

“excuse me, could you please put out your cigarette,” your eyes flash towards the man some tables away, eyebrow cocked in annoyance and distrain. you stare blankly, tapping away the burnt ashes off the tip and turning your attention back to natasha.” ma’am.”

“marone! leave the fucking smoking section then!” you snap towards their direction, eyes harden and un amusement fading to anger fast, glaring. “proletariat, fangool!” shifting back to the russian, catching her eyes and bridging the intensity of her green, inhaling once more. sliding the champagne again to your lips, raising an eyebrow over the rim with jealousy burning in with the alcohol. are you finished with your game?

natasha smirked over her slightly hauled shoulder, your expression lamely and stoic but faded underneath is the whole reason she’s continuing on her show. still, she peers at you from the corner of her while fingers shims around the younger girl’s arm, your rings grasping tightly against the glass, the cartier sleek love band, and the golden diamond aside it as well a panthère slimed around your wrist. truthfully you looked good enough to eat with the white silk pressed on your tanned skin, giving you more of a glow with the golden accessories.

brushing back the stray hair behind the girl’s ear she watched as your mien fallen and a rushed snap of your fingers has the waiter ushering you the bill, eyes set on natasha as you mindless throw money for the check and tip.

“natasha,” waving a hand behind your back to beckon her to tail from a distance, and like always she obeyed. following you into the car, muttering something in Italian before the chauffeur starts the car. you turn your attention back on her calmly, nodding before reaching a hand and yanking her head to rear in your pleasing.” what a show you’ve put on tonight beloved, but i didn’t care much for your co-star.” you laugh softly, pulling her upper to meet her eyes. your nails running along the back of her neck with your lips attaching to the base of her throat.

“but i don’t think it’ll do well,” you sigh, the mock of sympathetic patent with a now pout in place. natasha’s lips quirk upwards, deciding to play along.” that’s mean to say baby.” her eyes trained on your lips, the red curling into a pleasing smile, the hold within her hair loosens, and a soothing hand pushing her streaks back.

“don’t worry, you can be the main star of my show,” you say quietly, intertwining your hand with hers and bringing it down to your thigh under your dress, your gaze flickering back towards her.” and mine will be a lot better and successful.” your fist tightening withholding her hair once more and roughly pushing her towards you, slamming your lips against hers with a smothering kiss.

“but i don’t know if you quite deserve it, touching that filthy puttana,” you whisper nearing the shell of her ear, voice edged with a low seething.”i shouldn’t even let you touch me. i bet if i let you, you’ve spread that whore out and fucked her, hm? or would you have done that if i wasn’t there?” your words meant to come out as teasing but natasha heard the undertones, and she knew you knew, that she knew.

“no,” natasha lets out shakily, holding back a groan of the feeling of your teeth nipping at her exposed neck.”don’t want her, just you.” your head falls against her shoulder, smoothing a kiss on the blade.

“just me?” your relaxed features now sneering, your grip a little tighter at the movement of the car stopping. nodding,” just you.”

giving her another kiss before opening the door, an unspoken command for her to follow you into the penthouse. kicking off the satin heels, peering over to the entrance where natasha stands.”c’mere il mio piccolo tesoro,” you coo, tapping a spot for her to join, smiling to ace the act. natasha doesn’t need to see the calm before the storm to understand how this is gonna play out. draping your legs over her lap, catching her face between your fingers,”such a pretty girl,” you murmur, shaking your head.”too bad she’s such a little fucking slut.” you finish, though the tone still mockingly sweet, your smile replaced with a lazy grin now.

without any response from natasha you shift towards her lap, your legs between her waist and gripping her thighs with a bruising kiss, wrapping her legs further around her waist. alining your sex to brush right against her bare thigh, sighing out at the friction, the thin panties the only thing keeping your pussy from her warm skin.”stay put.” you hiss, sealing it with a pinch to her arm, laughing at her little groan of pain. striding towards the chest tucked into the corner, picking up the silicone and a small bottle of lube.

“make yourself useful for once and lube that bitch up,” you laugh at your own words and take no mind to natasha, she rolls her eyes stripping herself of her top, watching your little tease show of taking off the silk, and as expected a matching white set underneath. rolling her hips up through the harness, squeezing some of the lube into her palms and running it along the fake length. lifting her gaze and meeting your steps to her, your bra unclasped and somewhere thrown but your panties remain. she cocks her eyebrow downwards, silently asking why they’re still on. you don’t reply, simply pooling them down, and reaching for natasha’s face by her jaw and shoving the expensive lace into her mouth, very well enjoying her wide eyes of curiosity and then surprise.”don’t give me those eyes, i don’t wanna hear you after that shit you pulled with that puttana.”

slowly sinking yourself on the strap, slapping a looming hand of the red head underneath you, taking the cock with a burning stretch leaving you aching, moaning when you feel the tip hilts, natasha drooling at seeing the fake cock poke out some from your stomach. waiting a few moments before lightly grinding on the strap.”see, if you weren’t some stupid bitch i would’ve let you fucked me,” you tell her, grabbing her shoulders for support, rising your hips up and slamming them down again. natasha grits her teeth, itching to touch you, kiss you, feel you literally anything.”please.” she muffled out.

you chuckle at her barely audible beg, her eyes glossy and her voice so whiny, you loved her like this. you decide to throw her a bone and grab one of her hands to give some attention to your tits. speeding up your pace with the added pressure of natasha tugging your nipples between her fingers.”fuck, fuck, fuck play with my clit baby.” you gasp out, your eyelids fluttering with the coil in your stomach ready to snap. podding her thumb against your clit, watching your face falls into pleasure and soon you’re crying out and gushing all over her lap. alcohol always made you extra sensitive.

ripping the makeshift gag of your panties from her mouth, she stares at you for a few seconds.”i’m fucking you at least once tonight.”

“if you can even do that right beloved.”

your words get stuck in your throat as your back drops to the couch, natasha between your legs and pushing the tip inside, arousal pulling at the slick coating the strap. holding your hips still she snaps hers, filling you up. her mouth dry seeing tears peak the corner of your eyes, your legs shake around her already and she hasn’t even moved yet. supporting her body weight with her hand against the side of your head, grabbing the arm of the couch and thrusting up, her grunt going straight to your core. she smirks at the strings of high pitched moans she’s getting out of you, your nails dragging across her back and digging in, your legs beginning to shake uncontrollably with the sound of natasha fucking you, the couch dampening under the pressure of natasha’s hips against yours.”don’t stop, i’m gonna cum you better fucking make me cum.” leaning down and smashing her lips down to yours, reaching a hand to where you both connect and rubbing circles on your clit.

your eyes roll to the back of your head, your grip on natasha unbreakable and your body shaking under her from your second orgasm of the night. giving out a few more trusts to ride out your climbmax, kissing the side of your temple and staying inside you. panting slightly, burying her face inbetween your neck and the Italian leather.

“does this make me forgiven?”

“we’ll see.”

#natasha x reader #marvel smut #natasha romanoff x reader #natasha romanoff imagines #natasha romanoff smut #natasha romanoff headcanon #mcu smut

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bellesowl · 3 years

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tell me you love me

- multiple characters

⤷ sakusa, atsumu, ushijima, kuroo

genre: fluff ; established relationships

synopsis: haikyuu boys and their love languages

word count: 1.5k total <3

warnings: very very small mention of bullies and season 4 spoilers in atsumu’s, i curse a lil

- a/n: one last fluff hc before february ends! i just wanted to do something short & sweet but then it evolved into this as always atsumu’s is too long. oh and ai (@/ luvnami) has a post very similar to tsumu’s so make sure to check it out too! kuroo’s is a sort of prequel to this post too. finally, are we surprised at my choice of characters to write at this point?

- sakusa kiyoomi

his love language is physical touch

PHEWW i know y’all weren’t expecting this

but let me explain myself

i abhor the fact that people think sakusa would detest touching his partner & that he wouldn’t act completely touch starved

so obviously, even getting him to talk to you was a whole quest and a half in and of itself but once he gets comfortable around you?

especially enough that he willingly spends time with you as your boyfriend?

you cannot tell me this man wouldn’t be completely cuddled up to you 24/7

“kiyooo” you sigh, “baby, you have practice right?”

he shakes his head, trying to trick you into spending more time with him, but by now you have his practice schedule memorized.

“c’mon, c’mon, up we go” you gently shove him off you and he pouts, “as much as i would love to stay like this forever, we both know you can’t be late to practice- especially with nationals right around the corner.” you grab his hand and lead him towards the gym.

“well maybe if you became a manager like i suggested, i would be more inclined to go to practice because i wouldn’t have to choose between my favorite things- you and volleyball.” he says with a pointed look in your direction.

you both stop in front of the gym and turn to face each other. “maybe if you do well enough at nationals, you might come back next year with a new manager, huh?” you unhook his mask and give him a slight peck. “i’ll see you tomorrow, okay babe?”

he pulls you in for a slightly longer kiss, “i was thinking more like tonight after practice, okay my love?”

you nod and shove him into the gym, where the smile on his face fades back into his signature scowl. you laugh slightly, he never will change, will he?

- miya atsumu

his love language is words of affirmation

i think this one was pretty obvious, but along with this is definitely physical touch

i mean we all know that tsumu is known for being clingy as hell but it’s cute so it’s fine

but words of affirmation- like we saw in s4, he was constantly left out, tbh borderline bullied by the other kids

sure, he always acted like it didn’t matter but that hurts, especially in middle school.

so having someone tell him they love him, that he’s great & all (at something other than volleyball), and that he’s enough? he’ll follow you to the moon and back.

as karasuno’s cheering section continues to roar with delight and the crows are on the brink of tears on the court, you can’t seem to take your eyes off a certain setter. you watch as he stands there, almost in denial. come on tsumu, you’re fine love, you think, silently cheering him on. you watch as he says something to the karasuno duo, and you smile slightly when he begins to argue with his brother.

as they line up, you stay a moment to make sure the goddamn cheering squad doesn’t say anything rude to the team who just poured their hearts out on that court. satisfied with their applause, you make your way down to the court. you wait for them to finish their team meeting before approaching your boyfriend.

“tsumu!” you yell, hoping to grab his attention. his head whips toward you and his smile widens.

“baby!!! you came!” he runs up to you with a grin but you realize his eyes aren’t lighting up the way they usually do.

“of course i did,” you scoff, “you think i’d miss this?” you grab his arm and drag him over to kita. “kita-san, i hope you don’t mind me stealing atsumu for the rest of the day?” he shakes his head and waves you off. your eyes lock for a single moment, but you receive the message loud and clear. take care of him, will you? you nod slightly before dragging your boyfriend out of the stadium.

the drive to your hotel was silent, the music keeping it from becoming awkward. the walk to your hotel room was slightly worse. you finally enter and force him to sit on the bed.

“babe, i- what?” he asks, confused and slightly flustered.

“nothing like that you idiot.” you slap him lightly on the head. “just wanna talk ‘s all.”

he avoids your gaze but you grab his chin, forcing him to look you in the eyes. “hey” you smile, “how do you feel, my love?”

by this point, he looks to be on the verge of tears. you pull him into your chest and he finally breaks down.

“you deserve so much better than a loser like me, doll. much much better than someone who practices all day and all night and still couldn’t manage to bring his team past their first day- a complete and utter failure.” he sobs lightly. you shush him and run your hands through his hair.

“ ‘mu, you know you’re so much more than that, right?” you ask softly. he opens his mouth to interrupt but you continue, “you have a natural talent for this sport, and a drive and ambition unlike anyone i know. you’re the absolute best boyfriend, and a good brother. you’ve learned to care for your teammates, and they’ve learned to love you for you, not just your skills. you’ve grown so much as a person that no one can call you a failure- ever. and if they do, send them to me.” you crack your knuckles and finish with a wink.

he chuckled lightly and pulls away from you. “i love ya, you know? i really don’t know what i did to be able to get a partner as perfect as you.” he ends with a kiss.

- ushijima wakatoshi

his love language is gifts

okay his is specifically giving gifts

not even extravagant gifts, just small knickknacks he sees that reminds him of u

he knows he isn’t the best with his words, so he tries to make up for it with these trinkets

you enter the gym and your eyes immediately lock on your boyfriend. you see tendou nudge him and point over in your direction, and you smile at the way his eyes soften. you walk over to the bench and give him a small kiss.

“hey toshi” you say with a smile, “i hope you don’t mind me coming over to watch you.”

“of course not, my love. your presence is a very welcome distraction” he answers, his eyes lighting up as he remembered something, “actually, it is very convenient timing.”

he pulls something out of his bag and hands it to you. he watches the way your eyes light up at the keychain and explains, “i remembered that you wanted something for us to match,” he pulls out a matching keychain, the lighter side of the yin and yang symbol, “so i got us this. i assumed you would want the darker side? unless i assumed wrong and you wish to switch?”

you kiss him once more, “it’s perfect, tosh, thank you.” you reply with a bright smile, the joy in your eyes evident. you kiss him a final time before gently nudging him back to the court, “i’ll be here, miracle boy.” you say, amusement and love shining in your eyes.

as wakatoshi walks back toward his best friend, he realizes that he’d do anything to make sure you look at him like that for the rest of your lives.

- kuroo tetsurou

his love language is quality time

okay so i hc kuroo as someone who wants to be with you 24/7

like while doing hw he would be facetiming you, walks you to classes, wants you to watch practice & brings you home after, etc.

he does this because it makes him feel like he’s knowing everything there is to know about you. he wants to understand each and every side to you cause he knows it will only make him love you more.

“babyyy” kuroo whined, “are you done yet?”

you sighed and answered, “like the last 5 times you asked, no. if you want to go to the party that bad, then you can go ahead. i’ll try to catch up.”

he scoffed, “and have to suffer without you? no thanks.”

“they’re your friends.” you deadpanned, irritation evident in your eyes.

“okay, but you’re much more interesting- easier on the eyes too.” he winked, “and besides, i’m going to have to stare at their ugly faces for a week.”

“and you’ll miss me” you chimed in.

he nodded, “and i’ll miss you. which is why you should just come with me to the training camp. just, i don’t know, pretend to be a manager? please?” he pleaded.

“you’ll be fine without me for a week, you idiot.” you sighed, rolling your eyes.

“it will be a week of hell.” he stated, “which is why i want to spend as much time as i can with you before i have to leave. and if that means sitting here while you do your homework, then so be it.”

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eitelle · 2 years

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— haikyuu boys as your older brothers <//3

-> with: iwaizumi and daichi :,)

genre: fluff, comfort, im crying while writing this,

warnings: idk brother!hq? mostly directed towards the people mentioned in my a/n

a/n: for all my lovely people out there with brother issues. me personally, i recently ended things with my brother, so this is comfort to me, however, it may not be to u !

hes your cool all star athlete older brother whos best friends with the guy all the girls wanna be with and all the guys wanna be, but you are quite similar in your brothers best friends way, not hajimes

of course, this means he knows how to deal with your bullshit and knows what kind of bs other people can and will pull

so you basically have a body guard. and that comes with a lot of perks ;)

it was another day at aoba johsai, and you were getting tired of your current class. it was math and you were damn near about to fall asleep. your schoolbooks were looking reall comfy but then all of a sudden you heard a bell.

but it wasnt a normal bell that dismissed everyone and made people late for class. no, it was the fire alarm bell. so almost in the blink of an eye, everyone was half asleep to frantic, pushing and shoving to get towards the door.

the teacher, buried in the heap of chaos managed to claw their way to the front and commanded attention. “everyone calm down this is just a drill however, this may not be aware to everyone so just stay calm in the midst of the chaos.”

as your class then all filed out many of your fanboys crowded around you.

“omg y/n are you ok?” “ill carry you to safety,” “dont worry y/n im right here,” “Y/N MY ONE TRUE LOVE ARE YOU OKAY??” is all you heard from multiple different areas around you.

then, all you heard were sorries, apologizing to someone and the people slowly went down to one person.

with a familiar lowish voice he murmurs in your ear, “theyre gone now. cmon lets go home, we dont need to be here anyways. plus schools almost over.”

“oh, ok,” you say as you relax into your older brothers arms. “iwa, can i ask you something?”

“yeah sure what is it squirt?”

“first of all, dont call me that. secondly, how do you always know when i need your help?”

“im your big brother, its just what i do.”

— daichi sawamura, the cool brother

this one is debatable, but after karasunos big wins your brother, the captain of said team with said big wins, became oh so popular.

and soon they started connecting the dots with last names, and your brother was… cool.

it wasnt always like this, but ever since it did become like this you loved(liked) your brother even more :)

and if course him being on the team did help you get some time with the guys

but more importantly, noya and tanaka ;)

“hey little sis!” you hear, as soon as you walk through the doors of the gym after class.

“hey dai,” you smile and wave to him. “oh, noya tanaka, i have some hw answers!”

“SWEET THANKS Y/N,” you hear in synchrony from the two boys in question.

“y/n, you know you shouldnt be giving them answers like this,” you hear from a voice sounding like the captain of the karasuno team. (spoiler, it was him.)

as you groan to face him, almost tasting the lecture hes about to give, instead you hear this.

“but, i need my libero. hm i think i left the storage room keys in the locker room, ill be right back guys,” as daichi pushes you towards the benches, his silent way of telling you, ‘please dont let them fail. not now at least.’ so you get to work. and boy is is hard to copy tanakas slanted messy handwriting and noyas barely legible handwriting, but its almost like second nature to you so you get it done.

soon daichi comes back and mouthes ‘is it done?’ to you as you thumbs up in return. then practice really starts.

but of course if youre best friends with noya and tanaka, youre also a part of the kiyoko (simp)protection squad!

as you skip your way down the stairs to talk to kiyoko, suga comes up to you at the bottom of the benches.

“y/n your brother is super sweet and great and all, but as his best friend dont you think i should be on the court?”

“suga please, you know i of all people cannot sway that ox’s decisions.”

“no youre right, my bad-” suga starts but is quickly interrupted by you saying, “but i can always put in a good word.”

as you walk over to try and talk to daichi, you inform him of sugas request, and to no surprise he says, “no.”

just flat out no.

“but-”

“shh now cmon pipsqueak im buying everyone some stuff from coachs place, u want something?”

“yeah, i do. but can you at least consider it?”

“no.”

tags and reblogs make you guys look rly hot ;) but i hope you enjoyed!!

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elysianslove · 4 years

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Hi! <3 I'm the roomate hc anon again (lol) and can I request best friends to lovers hc for iwaizumi, kuroo and oikawa? Also this blog is gonna blow up soon so remember me when you're famous bro 😌✊️❤️

OMG HI AGAIN! i’m so sorry this is late :( but oh my the excitement that flooded through me when i saw this request hsvhjsd. i really hope you enjoy this!! also vshdks i luv u bb THANK YOU.

iwaizumi hajime

im making these as detailed as fuck so i apologize in advance <3

becoming best friends with hajime was a very out of the blue thing

the two of you shared a lot of classes together, and since you were always seeing each other, you’d choose each other as partners a lot

you’d sit next to him in all the classes that you could

you’d meet up a lot during school breaks and just hang out

you two clicked very well honestly, like you found that it was so easy to talk to him, and it was so easy to lose yourself in the conversation

most of your convos are v mature and sophisticated too like

it’s nice when you can talk to someone on the same brain wavelength as you yk 😼

anyways overtime you’d come to his practice sessions, and even if they were long you’d just stay and watch bc why not

if you had hw to do and he noticed you were a lil stressed about it, he’d tell u to come study while he practiced as a change of scenery and all

he’d walk you home almost every night at this point

oikawa noticing and being jealous <3

“they’re stealing you from me!” “they’re not— what is wrong with you oikawa.”

okay so this best friend stuff has been going on for a long time

long enough for you to realize you wanted more from him

but this is iwaizumi hajime and it’s almost impossible to know what he’s thinking

ever

so you just keep it to yourself, thinking it’s just a small crush and it’s not worth ruining what the two of you have at this rate

so all this had happened first year, and when you’re nearing the end of your second year

that’s when you realize that

shit

it’s not just a crush

and when you have feelings for someone, every little thing they do expands a million times in your head

so a hug from him that you’d once never go over twice has you thinking about it as you go to sleep

the hoodies he’d lend you during practice while you stayed in the gym bc it was ungodly cold in there now send tingles down your spine at the lingering scent of him

the way he’d grab your hand to drag you somewhere now leave a heavy effect on your palm, forcing you to trace it once he’s gone

his texts give you butterflies

every time his name pops up on your phone screen you have a mini heart attack

and yeah

those are all symptoms of a crush

but is a crush meant to last this long?

at the start of your third year, you greet him outside of the school gates after not seeing you all summer

he smiles so bright and hugs you so, so tightly

you already are so hyperaware of how strong iwa is

but the feelings you have for him that won’t go away are so not helping your fixation on the feel of his biceps

anyways before this becomes v nsfw

you two catch up like u had met yesterday

and then at the end of the day, after practice, which you stay for bc u missed ur vbc boys 🥺

he walks you home

like always

and as he stands by your front door, in a burst of courage, he takes your hand in his and pulls you harshly towards him, pushing his body against yours and capturing your lips in a heated kiss

it’s so messy and harsh and you pretty much collided

but holy shit

you were pretty sure fireworks erupted when you two kissed

years of pining and what had felt like unrequited love finally being resolved

it’s the most satisfying feeling ever

you never want to stop kissing him

but alas </3

when he pulls back, you’re both breathing so heavily

you’re not sure if it’s the adrenaline or the kiss itself

and he just looks at you and goes “did u tan while you’re away ur eyes look brighter”

no sir i am in love with you

when you two officiate things

he’s actually way shyer than he was as best friends???

like as best friends he wouldn’t feel slightly weird about hugging you in public or grabbing at your hand randomly or being seen alone with you

but now like

people know ??? and somehow that scares iwa

or makes him uncomfortable

idk he just feels iffy

but ur so understanding bless ur heart <3

ur so careful with him and take it at his own pace

zero pda at the start of the relationship

like he won’t even wanna hug u in front of the seijoh team

but slowly he warms up

and he starts getting more comfortable with things like hand holding and occasional pecks on the cheek/lips

your traditions as best friends don’t die as lovers

if anything you believe in them even more

now you watch more diligently during practice

you proudly attend his games in his jersey, cheering the loudest for him (and for the rest of the boys bc they: best)

walks home with you are so much more serene

always gives you a kiss before he parts ways

idk it’s like some sort of commemoration for your first kiss/confession

unless you invite him inside 😏

this is so fucking long im so sorry i just love iwa

anyways anybody want boyfriend!iwa headcanons i got a lot hehe

to conclude, it was so gradual and inevitable with the two of you, and you’re forever glad it happened when it did and you hadn’t rushed anything <3333

oikawa tōru

unlike hajime, this wasn’t something that took one or two years

this bitch couldn’t admit he was in love with you for like 10 years okay

you’ve known him for the majority of your life, because you’d always lived in close proximity to each other

but you were never best friends yk? just acquaintances

it was around the end of middle school when you two got close

cause you saw he was applying to aoba johsai for high school

and you were like !!! i’m going there too

at first he was like stop copying me 😾

you guys had a staring contest bc y’all are idiots and there were legit tears streaming down ur face but u were not about to lose to a pissbaby like him

he blinked 😁👍🏼

and he lost

and then he decided “you’re my best friend now ”

anyways aside iwa, he now had someone else he was going into high school with

like it’s a completely new environment but he had two people he very much liked going with him !!!

when the time came around to like apply for/join clubs, you had been so clueless

but toru stuck by you !! and he was so adamant on helping you !!

he would sit with you after school as he practiced tossing with hajime and just brainstorm with you what you liked to do

it’s what brought you two closer together

cause you realized just how many things in common you had with him

for a full week he tried to help you come up with something

for the sake of this hc let’s say u decide to join the newsletter club

you’re very wary at first but then he’s like when ur part of it you’ll visit the vbc regularly so u can take pictures/observe to write essays

the fact that toru would be there kinda set you at ease

now you’ve never seen toru play properly

he’s practiced in front of you before

plenty of times

but a proper match? or a practice one?

never

so it’s safe to say u were in awe when you got assigned to go watch a practice match against (idk pick a school)

it’s embarrassing to admit but your eyes were on him the entire time

thank god he became the captain later on else it’d be so sus

you really tried to pay attention to anybody else lmfao

it’s kinda what drew you to him more

you still didn’t really have feelings

you only realized just how passionate he is about everything

at some point you had an essay to write for your newsletter about the volleyball club

but you were having a hard time like really getting into it

so you immediately just called toru and were like “help 😃”

he came over and you asked him a bunch of questions, and he would go on deadass 20 min rants for each of them

you were just

so amazed

like how could someone have so much passion for something like this?

you realize how but that’s for later

overtime you two got closer bc of how much your work was associated with him

he’s incredible as a best friend

he’s the first one with the school’s weekly newsletter as soon as it’s out

granted it’s to read the section about him but yk, the sentiment’s there

also love, love, loves lazy days with you

he doesnt even care if the boys know that he worships the chick flicks you two watch

i feel like oikawa would be an avid anime watcher

idk why i just do

so he’d be blasting anime theme songs on a speaker as you’re in the shower and he’s in your room waiting for you and you’re both just singing w the sound of water rushing down

actually it’s not just anime songs it’s all songs

a l l songs

anyways

so you two get really close, and then he has a super important match coming up

let’s say it’s the spring interhigh one against karasuno

the one they won

idk im just choosing at random

and the night before he’s like begging you on text to wear his jersey

he’s like PLEASE NO ONE’S EVER DONE THAT FOR ME

you’re like bruh u have a cult following ?????

but eventually u say yes

ur not really sure where it’s coming from but this is oikawa he’s an unpredictable as can be

when you show up in a jersey he so conveniently left at your house once

he’s so genuinely shocked even though he was the one that asked for this???

gives you the biggest hug like spins you around and just

“you’re my lucky charm”

when he wins

after celebrating with his team

he runs over to you

and just

he kisses you

full on the mouth

it’s probably the rush and excitement of winning that gave him the courage to finally spill all his feelings out into this kiss

you’re in his jersey, in the stands and you genuinely feel like it’s only just the two of you

despite how sudden it was the kiss is so gentle, like he’d been planning it since forever

“i told you you’re my lucky charm” he says as he rests his forehead against yours and kisses you gently again

oikawa had already been affectionate as your best friend

always displaying his love outwardly with like always calling out your name so loud whenever he sees you and giving you bone crushing hugs

deadass his 6’0 self will just jump on you

but now it’s extra

makki always gags around the two of you but you just stick ur tongue out at him and go “ur just mad ur best friend’s getting some pussy/dick and ur not”

makki then proceeds to shriek at you like a fucking banshee <3

anyways

yes

oikawa best friends to lovers excellence is so cute eeeekkk

and now u always wear his jersey at games

(u couldnt make it to the game against karasuno where they lost for whatever reason and he held it against u for the longest time)

(“maybe if a certain someone were there we wouldn’t have lost”)

what a big baby you love him

kuroo tetsurō

AH SEXY CHEMISTRY NERD 👅👅👅

kuroo as ur best friend

im frothing

i feel like you’d grow close after meeting at an event or something

like you’re a friend of a friend of a friend

i see kuroo as someone who’s so suave and cool and flirty with people he doesn’t have feelings for

but put the crush factor in and he’s a mess

like his brain just stops working

so when he first met you

he thought u were so fucking hot

but that’s it

his lower body was doing all the thinking <3

so he was so flirty

and that’s essentially what your friendship is built off of

and when friends are so flirty with each other, they generally grow close and trust each other really quickly

ur not a nekoma student but ur in tokyo so you meet up often

you just

it’s so nice to be around him

you find it so easy to just be yourself around him

going out with him is super fun

and a lot of the times you guys have study dates and you literally don’t talk except during the 10 min breaks you two take

it’s just hyper focus for the two of you which is great

he really channels the best student in you what a man !

i think during your third year of high school you two got insanely close

because you were highly unsure if you were gonna leave japan or stay

so you wanted to make the most out of everything

so you’d go out with him more often

he’d stay during the weekends and you two would like bake christmas goods all night even if it’s literally september lmfao

cuddling is so natural

like you’re both so touchy with each other but not in a weird way just a super comfortable kind of way

like if you’re shorter than him, he’s always leaning his arm on you like you’re his arm rest

it’s a win win bc he gets to touch you and tease you

wow the horny really jumped out in that one

anyways

you go to every single one of his games !!

cheer him on so!! fucking!! loud!!

you probably make a provocative sign and stand a chair and just wave it around and kuroo’s so heart eyes lmfao

the climb up to becoming lovers is so

natural?

i think kuroo first realizes that maybe, yk, he wants those flirtatious comments to mean something and those random touches to hold more romantic value to them, when you two are out together

it’s a completely chill day and it’s not really warm not really chilly. you’re just comfortable

he takes you to a park after buying the both of you ice cream from the stand across the street and sits down at a bench with you

just people watching

and then it kinda goes really silent

but

it’s not awkward??? like at all???

he’s not looking to fill the silence with any random words

he’s just

enjoying simply being with you

and he glances at you momentarily and it hits him like so hard just how pretty you are

his eyes slightly widen like

holy fuck

what the f u ck

remember when i said he’s all cool until feelings come into play

yeah 😼

he literally freezes up and blurts out, without even meaning to, “i think i have feelings for you.”

he really didnt even process he said that

you kinda

pause for a second

and then you realize what you said and you just smile and lean over towards him, lifting your thumb up to the corner of his lips and brushing away some ice cream

“you think?” you tease, and then at the spot where the ice cream was misplaced, you placed a gentle kiss

he kinda relaxes and then eyes you as he says, “i know.”

it is just. heaven after that

i think the two of you would be less flirty around each other once becoming official

like yeah he definitely comments once or twice every now and then and don’t get me wrong, so do you

but it’s just less frequent

like a blanket has been lifted to uncover the true, hidden meanings behind the comments and you can now just breathe easier

you two end up in the same uni on accident hevejsk

like you had a long ass talk about how it’s okay if you didn’t end up in the same uni you’d still make it work

and it would’ve worked tbh

fate just ships you two too much

when you told each other you were literally that spiderman meme of the two spidermen pointing at each other lmao

power couple of the uni

power couple of tokyo

power couple of japan

you’re literally so happy with him you wouldn’t trade him for the world

and maybe you saw it coming

but it still remains a shock whenever you wake up and he’s there laying next to you, smiling lazily at you before reaching over to give you a gentle kiss

anyways happy early birthday king i love you kuroo hehe

end note; i really had a lotta fun w this one omg!! thank you again for requesting, anon, and i hope everybody else enjoyed!! feel free to request, mwah <3

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