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heichou-ackerman · 1 year

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Texting Levi fluff

Levi hates texting but he likes you. Another modern!AU which I am re-uploading since tumblr was stupid about it

TW: Some slight cussing but nothing MORE

It was rare for Levi to actually utilize his phone for anything more than just make necessary calls, checking the weather, and keeping up to date with his monthly Tea Box subscription.

Lately, however, he found himself spending more time watching the bright screen on his phone, face scrunched up, as he began to understand the means of what it meant to actually meant to maintain consistent communication.

Unfortunately for him, you seemed to have a knack for coercing him to text you throughout the day no matter how busy he actually was with his actual work or with his own personal chores.

He both liked and hated this about you. Although your apparent clingy behavior was charming at best, it was a bit exhausting for the introverted man to keep up with some of your needs.

Like clockwork, your good morning texts would pop up at almost the exact same time every weekday (he actually began to depend on that more to wake up than his actual alarm). He learned the hard way you really had expectations of him texting you back and in maintaining a conversation with you from morning to night, at least during the days where you both were unable to see each other.

It was a pain in the ass.. Single word responses were insufficient to satisfy your need to drag out his opinion about a variety of things, ranging from your choice of lunch for the day and where he saw himself in ten years. He really didn’t understand why you valued his opinion so much about these things or why it was important for you to know.

>where do you see yourself in 10 years Levi? :)

> I dont know.

>Come on! Do you wanna live in a different city or something like that?

> I see myself being 10 years older

>You suck

He got a bit better over time, unaware of how he began to think a little more in depth about his responses to you. If he was curt and short, you would become upset at him. When it was something more of a slight flirtatious advance, his screen would be filled with heart emojis. He wouldn’t admit it but there was some satisfaction in seeing you reply eagerly to him. A curious feeling but not a bad one.

>cant wait to see your face on the weekend!

>you literally saw me yesterday

>so you dont wanna see me then?

>I didnt say that

>so you are excited to see me too :)

>I didnt say that either

>awe, getting tired of me already I see

>I told you Im not going to respond to anything stupid you say

>You just did! :D

>everything you say is stupid so Im at a loss

He wondered if you acted this way with anyone else. He supposed, the way you tended to be, that you were equally as warm and inviting to most of your circle. Not to say, he wanted to have this particular ‘treatment’ for himself only, but it genuinely felt like you did dedicate most of the day to stay in touch with him as much as you could.

In the past, Levi would had found this overwhelming. He appreciated his friendships and relationships with others, but he was also someone who valued his privacy, and most people in his semi social circle understood this of him. He would be the type to hang out a Saturday evening and then would be completely out of reach for the rest of the month, which was minimal for him. He was unbothered for most of the time, which to be fair, is the way he preferred it.

Once you and him became an item however, there was a noted disruption in this rather, exclusive lifestyle of his. It wasn't awful but it was something he was not attuned to, so it made things feel awkward during some of these interactions. Despite his standoffish demeanor and his lack of substance in some of his messages, you still kept at it. You didn't shy away from him or even become too upset when his responses seemed bland or cold. It seemed like you had an understanding of the type of person he was, but you still wanted to simply spend as much time in touch with him as possible. You genuinely craved for his attention and treated it as something important and precious. And this simple fact made him like you so much. So, he would make an effort.

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After a long day at his office job, Levi arrived home, throwing his belongings onto his couch, not caring much about things spilling out, and flopping onto his bed, a deep sigh coming out from his nose. It was a shitty day at the office to say the least, which soured his mood for most of the day. As usual, you made attempts to message him throughout the work day, but he would be lying if he said there was a bare minimum effort at responding back to you. He knew you were probably peeved off at his lack of consistency for today, but he was far too exhausted to really explain himself about the matter.

He closed his eyes for a bit, feeling he might literally drift of to sleep still in his day clothes, when he felt the vibrations from his phone go off in his pocket. He groaned slightly, knowing only one person in the world would message him at such a time. He reached into his pocket to pull it out, squinting at the bright screen to see your name pop up with the following message:

> are you mad at me? :(

Jesus fucking Christ. He knew if he began to entertain the conversation (and no he wasn't mad at you), he would probably be up for another couple of hours trying to reassure you of this fact. He debated to leave it as it was for the sake of being able to go to sleep, but at the risk of you blowing up his phone the entire night. "Goddammit." He muttered to himself. He sighed heavily, bracing for the worst as he gave into it and began to message you.

>no, long day at work

There, that should be sufficient, right?

Not even five seconds later, he saw those three dots appear, indicating you were messaging him back. He pictured you literally hunched over your phone like some gremlin, texting him rapidly.

>awe, im sorry to hear that. you home now?

Okay, not too bad. It seemed like you were considerate of his situation at the moment. He blinked forcefully, feeling his eyelids begin to droop as he stared at your response on his screen. No, he wouldn't be able to last long like this, he might as well just cut it short.

>yeah im home, super tired, need to sleep.

He hit the send button and set his phone down, allowing his eyes to droop shut, feeling the inbound sleep coming to him. He would literally be able to fall asleep and wake up in the same position the following morning, and for a couple of minutes, it felt as if this would be the case.

And then his phone begins to ring.

His eyes shoot out open as he become startled by his ringtone, and by nature, he immediately picks up the phone, being met with its bright screen.

It was you. Of course it was.

Levi rubbed his hand over his face, muttering curses at you and at the situation. It really didn't even fucking matter at this point if he tried ignoring you. He sighed heavily as he lazily answered, bringing you over to his ear.

"What." He muttered, not even as a question.

He could hear you slightly giggling over the other line, which made him kind of irritated. He told you how tired he was, we’re you really just fucking with him?

"Just wanted to check in to see if you're okay. But I can tell that you are super sleepy." He heard you on the other line.

"Yeah." He replied simply. "I told you I was."

"Sorry. You mentioned you had a hard day at work, I figured you wanted to talk about, buuuut I didn't think you'd be this tired. You usually stay up pretty late, even during your worst days."

Well, you weren't wrong about that. He would usually be a night owl most weekday evenings, entertaining your text shenanigans well off into midnight.

"I'm fine." He iterated, allowing his phone to fall next to his head, close enough to still hear you. He kept his eyes closed, still somewhat attentive to you. "Work was shit but I'm fine. Sleepy."

"Want me to tell you a bed time story?" You asked softly, jokingly of course.

"No. "

"Didn't think you'd want one. Want me to sing you a lullaby?"

"No, fucking weirdo."

“Kidding, kidding. Kinda sucks, but I’d be so down to just do that thing you like me to do to you. If I was there of course.”

He raised a slight eyebrow, eyes narrowing slightly towards his ceiling. “I literally don’t have the energy to talk nasty right now.”

“No!” You exclaimed. “Not that stupid. I meant like, that one night when I was playing with your hair and you fell asleep on my lap.” He hummed in consideration. “Ah, yeah. Maybe. That was nice.” It wasn’t too long ago, but it was another of those exhausting evenings for him, similar to this one. You mindlessly began to run your fingers through his hair, coaxing him to rest on your lap as you minded yourself on your phone. Your fingers were soft and it seemed like they knew exactly which parts of his scalp would respond the best. It was no secret he enjoyed your pampering from time to time, although he would never directly ask you for it. He would always hope you would initiate it however and it seemed as if you had an intuition of when he really needed. This being one of those times.

You chuckled softly on the other line. "Okay, okay, let me leave you be then sleepy head. Can I text you tomorrow then?"

Why the hell are you asking that?

You didn’t need his permission to do so, and its not like you ever asked him for it.

"Why are you asking that?" He asked you bluntly, his voice low.

You stayed quiet for a bit on the other line for a bit, and Levi could feel the hesitation from you. "Don't know. Just wanted to be a bit considerate."

Considerate? Considerate of what?

He should really go to bed, he thought. But there was something weird about you right now.

"What's with you?" He continued to probe. "You're being weirder than usual."

"Gee, thanks." You respond dramatically. "But nothing is wrong, I just wanna be considerate of, your time lets say."

He sighed loudly enough for you to be able to hear him on the other line. "Okay, I'm too tired to be subtle about it. What's wrong? What did I do?”

" "Nothing Levi!" You exclaim with a laugh. "I just wanna be mindful of not bothering you too much during the day, especially when you got all this stuff to do at work. I realize I can be a little too demanding of your attention, but I also don't want you to feel obligated as well. Hence...why I asked if it was okay."

Yeah, he agreed in his mind that you were a little bit demanding at times with this, but you weren’t overtly intrusive about it. Plus, if he was actually bothered by it, what was stopping him from simply blocking your messages during his shift? He obviously didn't do it because he didn't think of it that way.

"Don't be stupid." He replied lowly. "Let's be real, you'd lose your shit if I didn't reply to you during the day. Regardless, I'm fine, it doesn't bother me."

"You sure?" You asked a bit skeptically. He could tell you were genuine about all of this, and even if you did like to be overtly clingy, he understood you were capable of understanding necessary boundaries about things. He would never admit it to you, but you were capable of making mature choices about things.

He kept thinking of that particular pout you'd make when you tried to be serious with him. He didn't know if you made it on purpose but it was a rather cute feature about you. He imagined you making that same face right now as you tried to see if he was actually okay with you. He felt a smile form on his face.

"I'm sure, you brat." He responded back. "I enjoy talking to you, it makes work a bit more bearable. So stop asking me for permission like some kid."

He could hear you hum rather approvingly on the other line. "Okie dokie then. But legit, go ahead at get some rest. I'll check in with you in the morning yeah?"

"Yeah."

"Good night, love you."

He grunted back to you as his response. Yeah, he was still like that about those words. It was hard for him to say it back to you without feeling the need to be swallowed whole by the entire earth. He did care deeply for you, without a doubt, but it was as if he physically couldn't utter those things to you. At least not yet, it was still a work in progress.

You hung up on him on your end, and Levi rolled over to his side, breathing in deeply. An image of you kept popping into his head, wondering how this conversation may have ended in person. He wondered what kind of stupid face you'd be making or how annoying you'd be with your necessity to touch and hold him. He imagined a situation where you'd get upset at him for swatting his hand away, unaware that he would do it on purpose just to rile you up and to encourage you to forcefully grab a hold of it. He felt a crooked smile form on his face as he recalled your goodbye to him, your soft voice lulling him in his head as he felt a need to share the same sentiment to you in some way.

He rolled over back in his original position, eyes slowly peering open as he grabbed his phone, slowly tapping on its screen, soon pressing send to you before finally drifting off to sleep.

>I love you too.

#levi ackerman #levi ackerman x reader #levi ackerman x you #levi x you #aot x you #attack on titan #shingeki no kyojin #captain levi

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7h3m4n9l3 · 25 days

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do you have any bad feelings surrounding your Happiest Day? a similar thing happened to me and i have really mixed feelings about it, so im curious how you feel

yes i do!

going foreward i just try really hard not to think about it, i find these unhappy memories can intrude what the rest of happiest day represents and that sucks. oh my cups got thrown out? ok well i literally met jasper irl so who cares jasper is so epic and i love him so much my #1 obsession my Tennis Ball and ohhh [microwave noises coming from my head. my eyes light up and a tiny jasper can be seen inside slowly rotating ]hgggggghhhsssnnnn............jaaaapperrr..... ♡♡♡♡

also what has helped is putting a widget on my home screen that plays pictures from happiest day's photo album. its making my brain forget the unhappy stuff for realsies cuz i had to think kinda hard about the stuff i wrote below :0P

i havent been to a CEC since i was probably 10 so i had no idea how you even get inside. we walked up, and the staff asked "are you here to play or for a birthday party" and i said "uhhh.... to hang out? like, get lunch?" and then she was like "oh, you're all adults" LOL and it was fine but umm. i was not expecting my only options to be Play or Birthday Party .....

i was shaking pretty much the entire time (excitement) even just talking to the staff and this was really embarassing. it also made a lot of my videos turn out bad

general embarassment from being a big fan (autism style) in a sea of .... regular consumers. a lot of little kids stared at me and i dont know if its because im an adult at chuck e cheese or because crutches LOL. tbh kids staring at me doesnt bother me that much but i was not prepared to have such an unusually large audience

i accidentally made 2 seperate bills at the prize counter because i asked for extra paper cups, to collect them, after i already paid for my jasper plush. the extra cups were really expensive and i didnt know that. this kinda just makes the next part worse LOL

the saddest/worst part: they threw out my special cups. i collected 3/5 of the cups they had including a special refill one (paid extra for the 3 cups and special one) and when we were taking pictures at the stage, a staff came by and threw all of them out. i got another special cup and 2/5 paper cups but i felt horrible bothering this staff who seemed to already be irritated (reasonable. if i worked cec on a saturday i would also be irritated lol) and i was also disappointed to not have a full cup of lemonade for the long drive home. honestly this was really upsetting and i cant even display the cups i have now cuz i just get upset thinking about the cups they threw out :0(

salad bar was um. well, it was there. it certainly Was There. i did Get a salad bar pass. and um... well i sure did use it. and then i made a pact with my mom to finish it together cuz it was... unexpectedly not fresh

like i said the photo album widget on my home screen is really working wonders on my brain. the only photos i have are obviously happy ones and if those are the only things i really remember... well :03

#personal #happiest day #asks

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spookclimber · 1 year

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okay rant/mini(large words of) mental breakdown below

i walked to my car for a lunch break i didn’t want to take and discovered i have a parking citation, because my plates are expired, which i fucking forgot to do a few months ago because my life was falling apart and now it lowkey feels the same. i have rent, other monthly bills and now this that i have to fucjing deal with and also not park anywhere that could be bad until i get my plates renewed, which idk how long that’ll be.

on top of that my new job that i was fairly excited for is fine, i guess, but it’s it and pays not nearly what my college degree says i’m worth. i cannot handle sitting at a desk doing actually nothing until someone asks a question like this one i saw today, “should i click this ‘you have 3 new viruses’ popup.”

i feel like i used to be able to do things, and now i’m always exhausted and this stress is piling up again cause i need to do things and i CANT and i need to buy i really can’t which makes me feel like shit and worse and it’s a circular system.

especially when i haven’t been able to fall asleep normally until it’s past 2 am or something at the earliest, which just leaves me even more tired. on friday i was sick for my second day at the job and once i called it in i proceeded to then sleep, after my night sleepof like 12-7:30 am, from 9am to 11 fucking 30 pm, then was up for a couple hours before sleeping until 5 pm on saturday. this isn’t sustainable and it’s terrible and because of that i struggle even more when i need to try to work towards the financial issues but I CANT and i’m almost crying at work right now ranting this out because i have to get some words out and try to articulate what i feel.

the. another smaller thing but it still weighs on me is i’m like the only person wearing a mask at my work and yeah it’s it and cubicles and shit but covid still is going strong and people don’t seem to give a damn

i used to be able to do things i applied for and worked in two great internships in college why now am i having a meltdown over an objectively easier job that pays less well maybe that’s a part of it but god fucking dammit am i so stressed and, i don’t know, fucking out of it all the time in ways that don’t help me fix the problem at all.

oh another thing that isn’t fun is i was enjoying being nonbinary with my friends and all but i’m terrified to idk be that publiclally so once more i’m cosplaying my worksona except i flinch every time i see my dead name all around me and people call me by it so like why do i do this for a job that will barely make me rent and will bore me out of my mind? oh wait it’s cause i literally was unable to get any other position and i even almost got scammed in this process by someone who posed as a hr hiring person and put me through a written interview and all that jazz and got me hyped up before eventually i concluded with help it was a scam. applying for jobs fucking sucks but i guess i need to do it again between trying to make money outside of work and also at work which i’m not sure i’ll be able to juggle everything in addition to trying to get enough sleep and at least some time for me to decompress (but i’ve been needing more and more of that recently to work out and it’s related to previously stated issues) so i’m just losing it.

ido honestly believe i’ve been making strides in regards to my mental health and identity but es problema es capital as they say but i’m having such issues of motivation and getting things done that it’s a huge problem and my apartment is too much rent because i couldn’t move out when i lost my roommate because i definitely wasn’t capable of it and that roommate taught me i will literally die if i live with basically anyone that isn’t a very small specific group but because of that i’m stuck with an apartment with no food, a broken dishwasher that i’m too scared to call the landlord to fix, double rent and such.

like i knew i had some issues but my cascade of emotions once i saw the ticket on my break that id been forced to take i guess shows me that i’m really not doing well with the massive stress just hanging over my head

well i guess that’s all the words i have now. if you read all that i’m impressed and sorry i guess, but maybe i’ll find a way to dig myself out of this hole. maybe

#emotional rant #too many words #don’t feel the need to read i just needed to throw words out there #i truly think i need a week to a month with zero financials nor deadlines bearing down on me to try to fix my life but that won’t happen for #a while if ever #and i’m recently gluten intolerant so quick easy tasty fast food for a treat or pizza or such literally poisons me so that’s not an option

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violetreminder · 5 months

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Salem is a hellhole, and its not even a unique hellhole.

I need to get out of this fucking city. My mother admitted recently that our moving here to Salem was probably the worst thing that happened to my life. Lately this has made me reflect more about just how I really feel about this city, and while I've never liked it, really taking time critically thinking it over more just makes me livid over this dump. While I cant and dont blame this place for *every* bad thing and inconvenience ofc, it cannot be understated how much of a fucking HOLE this city is. All the big employers that arent State work are mostly Caretaking or Medical, and failing that? Well I hope you love serving drinks and/or sliding into sub-mediocrity in any number of dead-end underpaying jobs. Once you get off that dead-end job and want something to do with your night? Well you get your choice of dive bar in which to play pool and hear the same people sing karaoke to the same overplayed country songs every night. Beyond that? Well practically everything that isn't a bar closes by mid-day since this place is packed to the brim with geriatrics, so really you can go do meth and jump off the pedestrian bridge into the Willamette for all the city seems to care. The city is also INCREDIBLY car-centric, which is already bad enough before you actually *drive* on the roads and realize the street grid may as well have been designed by a committee of 4th graders. Blind turns and piss-poor lane management abound. Wanna take a bus instead? Good Luck. To say public transport is underutilized and chronically underfunded is a MASSIVE understatement. Despite living just an hour south of Portland, home to one of the most comprehensive and effective public transport systems in the entire country, Salem only recently started running weekend service for buses after DECADES of not even doing that much (seriously it was 2019 for Saturdays, 2021 for Sundays, a reminder that this is in a CAPITAL CITY). Which stings so hard because in the early 20th century, like many cities of its time, Salem had a functioning and effective electric streetcar system that was totally ditched in favor of carving out these godforsaken roads ans suburbs in the 50s for a deluge of personal automobiles and the aforementioned underfunded buses. Yet more examples of rational and sustainable city planning absolutely destroyed by fossil fuels. Now, a moment of peace, because of course being here for basically my entire life has meant I have met many wonderful friends here. Even someone so filled with impotent rage as I am can take a moment to recognize that there are good things here, usually smaller, subtle delights, but I cant help but see a lot of those happening in spite of this foggy bog, not because of it. I cant help but feel some kind of helplessness typing this out though, because while these complaints are (roughly) valid, theyre far from unique. You can easily find this exact story told in hundreds of cities across America, especially in smaller capitals. The same destruction of public infrastructure, the same awful car-centric design, the same slow death that is living in a geriatric alcoholics paradise. Not to even mention the same homeless problem that plagues not only the entire nation, but the West Coast especially, and in this regard Salem *IS* actually a little more unique. You see not only do we have your standard homeless masses abandoned by the city to be swept into the clutches of religious organizations that just want to put more seats in their pews over actually aiding their community (or into the cold clutches of death if the churches dont like them), but *in addition* when the state closed its mental asylums it just threw the populations of those facilities into the streets of Salem, where they remain to this day weaving in and out of the State Hospital or the State Pen. Man if this had any organization or other ultimate point than "Salem sucks and will drain the life and joy out of you while calling you a bitch" I've lost it by now. I'm just so tired and angry.

#personal #rant #salem oregon #you get to be either a rich trust fund kid living South or West before moving to Eugene to play Lacrosse #or you get swallowed into the Torture Vortex and turned into a husk of yourself #god help you if you live on Lancaster you never had a fucking chance

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ihateeverything101 · 9 months

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i'm not upset with you, just going through a lot. i talked to Him about how i'm not happy or fufilled and He apologized and has been better since the talk but idk i don't think this life is for me. i don't like how He acts sometimes towards our other partners, like Katie. also i don't have any privacy and they don't have many boundaries. i feel more comfortable with no boundaries with Him, like Him coming in while i'm showering to grab something quickly or messing with my stuff. the other day Katie and him fucked while i was in the shower doing my morning things to get ready for work, honestly i don't care they fucked but then Katie came into the bathroom to clean up afterwards. i don't expect her to go to the other bathroom down the hall but she didn't knock, we haven't said: if i'm in the shower you can come in. like it's not that big of a deal but it's aggravting. her and my relationship is more that of acquaintance, it can grow to be more but like. ugh. not this way. not doing things than saying, oh i hope that's ok!! if you're not sure you should ask before doing the action. i HATE the asking for forgiveness instead of permission.

also me and Katie were at the grocery store yesterday and she was like oh do you want to get new loofahs? and i was like yeah!! and she was like blah blah blah yeah i've been using yours. that's not a big deal but come on. you never asked and i didn't tell you, you could use it!!

i work remotely on Saturdays and my work space is in His chill space. that is frustrating because i cant focus on work and sometimes when i'm on calls they'll keep talking and doing shit, i know it's frustrating on us all to share the space but come on. i'm literally at work, can you not suck His dick or just be flirting the whole time. it's so distracting and sometimes i can hear the customer even with the volume all the way up.

idk i'm glad He wants to fix things and work on things but i feel like it's too little too late, i don't really like Katie and want my own space which isn't plausible now and probably won't be anytime soon. i'm just in a tough spot because i don't think i can support myself on my own, i might be able to but it would be tight with all the bills and my income. i would need to make more money. i have a couple of places i could move into, "friends" from the internet they're both in New Mexico. they say if i moved in there would be no expectation for sexual things. i believe them but also, i don't want to jump into another toxic situation. i like these "friends" but they have some negatives and i wish i could just move out with myself only. i don't want to live in an awkward environment or basically the same situation im in now. also i would have to quit my job here in CO and move to a new spot.

if i talked to my family they would tell me to move back home but i don't want to do that. i want to be in CO so bad. i even have a huge crush on this guy i work with currently, my ideal situation would be that i can live on my own in CO, start living my life and doing things how i want again, rediscovering myself. keep talking with work guy and see if that develops, i don't want to rush it i don't even know if he is in a relationship

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mythiccheroacademia · 4 years

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Hey!! Could we please get more sugar daddy fics with a black reader ofc 😋 idk if you've done shoto already but that'd be nice or hawks and deku💕

A/N: “wrist on glitter, waist on thinner, imma show you how to bag a eight-figure nigga” 👅💋 I enjoyed this way too much

All characters are 18+

Warnings: it got a lil spicy so imma put the line

Todoroki Shouto:

this mf has money to burn

we all know todoroki came out the womb w cash from his hair to his ass

he’s on some “yes, jeff bezos knows me” type shit so if you’re tryna end up with someone that’s gonna possibly buy you a house, he’s your guy

he slid into your dms after you posted a pic with your skin moisturized and glistening under golden hour and your body had him wanting to run laps

he had been plottin on you for a min but never got the motivation to do something about it until then

he’s a no strings attached type of sugar daddy

todoroki is a big name even outside of hero work and he’s well aware of all the people that have tried to use him. so instead of letting that happen, he’s decided to do things on his own terms

when yall first started talking, he questioned you like this was managerial position at apple 💀

best believe he ran an in-depth background check and made you sign an NDA 💀💀💀

he was a tough one

but you passed w flying colors and y’all settled on an arrangement

you have a weekly allowance that hits your bank account every saturday with some bonuses that he’ll give you depending on how the week goes

todoroki isnt needy nor is he one to be all up in your business

it’s actually weird in an endearing kind of way?

he only wants to have conversations with you

i mean, dont get me wrong, he’s up for anything you are

todoroki would be a liar if he said he never ended some nights with a picture of you and a hand down his pants

but that’s not what he’s mainly looking for

you figure out very quickly that shouto just wants someone to talk to

he’ll randomly hit up your phone and have a 30 min convo about something like the weather or hero politics, and then he’ll dip

next thing you know, you got $1000 in your cashapp

you kind of panicked bc like...wtf?

your dumb ass messaged him: “did you mean to send $1000?”

sis, dont put a question mark where God put a period

him: “Yes.”

and that was the end of that

you dont question anymore

he’s not doting in any kind of way, and sometimes you lowkey think he forgets about you, but you still get your allowance

doesn’t send a lot of gifts unless you explicitly state you want something

he doesnt text back a lot, but he tried to respond when he can

but i do see him liking it when you send him mundane things you do throughout your day, like pics of cookies you baked, or a cool plant you saw at home depot

and he enjoys the times you and him end up just trashing his father for nearly an hour. expect to find flowers, with some expensive ass coats or something at your door the next morning

he really fucks w your laid back vibe

sometimes he forgets you guys arent really supposed to be friends

Takami Kiego (Hawks):

this is not hawks’ first time being a sugar daddy

he’s hot, rich, and one of the most eligible bachelor’s in japan with a life that prevents him from having anything too serious

so, long story short, he’s a veteran at this

he used to be the type to reach out to instagram baddies but he had a couple bad run-ins and decided to stick with the official sites because it was a lot more secure on both ends

the funny thing was, you set up your account a long time ago as a joke. though at one point, you did take it seriously, but you came in contact with a lot of super creepy men that sexualized you for your skin and ethnicity.

you were tired of the “chocolate king/queen” and “amazonian god/dess” comments,so you took a break. you didnt have much activity since

so imagine youre surprise when the #2 hero hit your line talking about some

“Hey~ I’ll get straight to the point. I think you’re beautiful and I’d like to talk with you about an arrangement”

you thought this was a fake account, but after he chatting for a little and sending some pictures, you knew he was the real deal

hawks is your standard tit-for-tat transaction sugar daddy

he’s the type to hit you up at night with a “how ya doing, dove? got any pics for me?”

he’s good about his respect ad won’t do anything out of line

it’s the bare minimum, be he doesnt fetishize you so that’s always nice

however, he does make you call him daddy, sir, etc. whether it’s through text, call, or when y’all get together for...reasons

ngl his dicc game is fire

he might ghost you for a week or so but he’ll always come back with a nice check to make up for it

just be careful about catching feelings bc he’s so fucking smooth. he makes you feel like you’ve got his heart, but dont fall for that shit

if you think you can “change him” or fuflfil whatever wattpad romance fantasy lives in your head, he is not your guy. you better get on w your life before you get your heart broken

he’s here to suck, fuck, send pics, do a little phone call here n there, send some money, and go

if you’re not with all that, you might as well dip

but if you’re cool with that, rest assured, you’re gonna be living your best mf life with this man in your wallet

and good news, you might not be his only, but you are his favorite

there’s just something about you that’s got him giving you a few extra thousand than he normally does

he doesnt take his sugar babies on proper dates bc he’s gotta stay away from media outlets, but he will invite you to his office for a “lunch break”

if you ever surprise him with a cute but sexy hawks cosplay, you won’t have to work for two whole weeks bc you cant walk

overall, he’s a good sugar daddy. defintely good for your pockets and any other non-romantic desires you want fulfilled

Mirodirya Izuku:

the way you two met and came to this arrangement was more or less an accident

the life of the number one pro-hero was lonely and stressful

he’s tried to dip his toes in the water here and there, but it never worked out because not many people could deal with the fact that he’d always put hero work first

he was teetering on the edge of signing up for one of those sugar daddy/baby websites until he met you at some cafe he passed by

it’s cliche really. you were his server and, honestly? he was hooked on day one

he watched you intently as you pranced around in your cute uniform. he couldnt stop admiring your brown skin and eyes and how cute your hair was. you spoke with such enthusiasm and cheerfulness that he couldnt help but swoon. and it didn’t hurt that you were very easy on the eyes

he listened to you as you went on a spiel about how college was a fortune and how you stayed up last night for a project bc you had to pick up extra shifts

that’s when he made his decision

by the time the hero is out of the door, you collected the reciept and almost fainted when you realized he left you a $500 tip and his personal number

“i enjoyed talking to you today and i hope we can continue that...here’s something small to help with your bills. and i hope this isnt too forward but you’re very beautiful. stay safe. deku.”

and what did you do that night?

you called his ass right back

you were nervous as hell bc you still couldnt believe this was real, but after talking on the phone with him for two hours, an arrangement was set

midoriya is the most gentlemen like sugar daddy out there

you wake up to good morning texts and a few hundred in your bank account almost every two days

he goes crazy over your insta posts. and if you wear something green? expect a bonus

takes you out shopping unprovoked

izuku: “are you busy? i saw you were having a rough week and was wondering if you wanted to go to that new outlet mall downtown”

you: 🏃🏾‍♀️💨

you most certainly had homework due that night but what tf you look like missing out on that offer?

it’s after so many “dates” that deku realizes that he prefers hanging around you more than he should but he doesnt wanna ruin anything so he keeps that underwraps

he’s the idiot that goes into this thinking he won’t fall in love

deku defintely has some dirty thoughts about you but he doesnt try to bring it up unless you do first

if you’re comfortable with anything nsfw, you gone see a whole different side to izuku

he’s a giver, giver, giver, but when he recieves, he just about loses it

send him “innocent” pics of yourself matched with a string of filthy texts and he’ll combust

when you send him pics of yourself in deku-themed lingre, he deadass sends you a whole black card with your name on it as a thank you

you guys get very comfortable with each other very quickly

soon enough, DA’s start turning into y/n stayng over for a week

you both realize this relatiosnhip runs a lot deeper than an arrangement when he accidentally let it slip that he told his mom about you

he’s profusely apologizing but you shut him up with a kiss and tell him that you’ve kinda caught feelings yourself

your next conversation works out well for the both of you

#bnha headcanons #mha headcanons #deku x reader #izuku x black!reader #hawks x black!reader #hawks x reader #todoroki shouto x reader #shouto x black!reader #takami keigo #todoroki shouto #midoriya izuku #bnha x poc!reader #bnha x black reader #mha x poc!reader #mha x reader #mha x black reader #bnha x reader

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Imagine all the members having a big dinner together to celebrate something, laughing and chatting, when everyone goes quiet quickly looking at Friday smashing someone's head against the table again and again bc that person said something sexual about his wife.

Monday gets annoyed by that, he tells Friday to go outside with that person bc is very rude to cause trouble while they eat plus he is making Sunday uncomfortable with that violence lmaoo

"Sorry boss, sorry Sunday, I'll go outside :(" he also apologizes to Clover for letting her alone at dinner.

Friday is asexual but if Clover asks him to have sex then he will do it bc that would make her happy, he likes to touch her bc she is really soft, and he gets to be lazy while doing all that, bc you cant tell me this man isn't a pillow prince, he puts on maid outfits, or cute lingerie for her to compensate for the fact that he just lays there being cute.

Sunday cries when he sees BB's ring, he picks BB up, trying to tell him how happy and thankful he is, but his sobbing makes it hard to understand.

Sunday is a simp at this point, if BB says the sky is pink then it is.

Sunday would want to do something about BB's ex wife bc he looks so stressed when she is around, he tries to calm BB, maybe making him a tea, giving him a shoulder massage , some kisses too, but if BB yells at him he might get a little sad but he understands.

He wants to make her leave poor BB alone, but he doesn't know how to?? Like his friends would just intimidate that woman, but even if he is tall he is just a sad clown, even without makeup he looks kinda sad, no one gets intimidated by a tall sad dude, and talking looks like it won't work either.

Void comes out of the forest just to kiss his grumpy boyfriend, that makes Wednesday so happy honestly.

He loves Void praises even if they are a little awkward, he gets all dress up just to hear Void and X praise him like he is a god or something. Of course he praise them back, how handsome they look that day, how strong they are, and how safe he feels when they are around.

When Rin ripped the contract Wednesday hugged him tightly, telling him how grateful he is.

Wed picks X up and takes him away to the forest where Void has to awkwardly comfort them bc they keep crying together in Void's arms.

Now that X is completely free if anyone dares to even flirt or try something with him Wednesday is more than ready to beat the shit out of them, or stab them if they didn't do anything too bad, now he can tell everyone to fuck off whenever he wants.

Honestly he tells everyone to leave his boyfriends alone, he may call his brother Thursday to help him beat someone up quickly so he can go back to his boys.

I feel like Rin takes lots of pictures of himself with Monday's phone, when he is bored or horny he takes nudes.

He downloaded a bunch of apps like Tiktok, Pokemon Go, and Gacha Life, Rin sits there making a Gacha that looks like him and another that looks like Monday, he makes little comic with them, then he gets all exited when Monday sees them, and Monday is like "They are pretty cute, my beloved".

I just had this idea that Monday calls Rin "My dear" or "Beloved" when they're alone, idk he gives me that vibes, is so sweet, even if Rin just calls him Monday or something like that lol

Is so fun to imagine a meeting with them, Monday acts like he doesn't have a little clown giggling at a Tiktok,, they just take them seriously bc they know how crazy Rin can be, and they get intimidated by Monday resting bitch face.

Rin: Can suck your dick?

Monday: Rin, Im literally trying to solve a murder, go make a comic on Gacha.

Rin: :(( fine but in my comic my gacha is going to leave yours >:(( Im going to make another gacha hotter than you to fuck with mine.

THANK YOU!!, Thank you for let my ocs interact with yours, and for reading my long wall texts.

Also fun fact: The shortest boy is Saturday 5'11, the tallest is Monday 7'4, the second is Tuesday 7'2, then goes Friday/Sunday 6'5, and then Wednesday/Thursday 6'0, a bunch of clown tall boys.

Clover would definitely try to stay for dinner but would soon excuse herself to check on Friday, she would comfort him and tell him that it’s okay that she’s used to hearing such things but she absolutely loves how he protects her it’s quite sweet

Clover isn’t the type to have a high sex drive and want sex a lot but when she does she’ll happily take the lead, dressing him up in the cutest outfits and be quite gentle with him giving him all the praise in the world while she rides him and spoils him with affection. She prefers cuddles instead of sex and actually feels a little bad whenever she feels sexual urges and would prefer to handle it herself with a toy cause she feels like she’s bothering Friday asking for such a thing, she’ll definitely do her best to keep it to herself and only pleasure herself when he’s not around

BB loves Sunday and is constantly giving him endless praise and affection, that being said yeah his ex stresses him the hell out she always pushes his buttons in just the right way to make him get violent turning into a cursing mess. He’ll try his very best so keep that side away from Sunday. When Sunday tries to calm it down it works wonders, when he’s angry just a few kisses from Sunday and he’s back to his loving self just drowning Sunday in kisses thanking him for being so supportive

His ex wife does cause some strain on BB but he is very professional when he does have to drive to her house to drop melody off some weekends he’s always asking Sunday to come with him for support( it’s so he doesn’t snap that woman’s neck)

When melody is at her mother’s BB is a worried mess, pacing around, calling everyday, definitely in low spirits worried about his child in the hands of that cold witch.

Void and X are like Wednesday’s cheerleaders I swear they are ready to hype their man up at a given moment. Oh Wednesday is sad?! Quick! Tag team praise and affection!

X finds freedom to be a little strange at first, you mean he gets to sleep in and not wake up to the feeling of someone he doesn’t trust touching his dick, Woah! Amazing! After getting used to it he learns more about himself like he likes to sew and knit which is a trait he didn’t think he would enjoy but there he is knitting void and Wednesday scarves and sweaters and gloves and more. It’s super peaceful for him like he’ll just lean against Wednesday while sewing buttons onto a shirt or knitting something just feeling super peaceful

Monday’s phone has so many pictures of rin’s dick or videos of him masterbating that it’s a little unhealthy. Rin would absolutely just scroll on Monday’s phone like sure he has his own phone but it’s way more fun to mess with Monday’s phone if he feels extra bratty he’ll change Monday’s Lock Screen to a nude picture just to embarrass him whenever he take out his phone in front of people just like “so you’ll think of me wherever you go~ hehe!”

While in meetings, rin seems super childish and but he’s waiting for the day someone disrespects him like if that would ever happen rin would look up from the phone and give Monday a look that scream “fix it before I fix it”

Rin is a pervert we all know this so as far as nicknames it ranges from sweet to lewd like when he’s talking about Monday to other people one day he might be like “yup that’s my love” then the next he’s like “yeah that’s the one who stuffs me like a turkey and fills me up with his baby batter” like no gross. As far as nicknames to Monday that also ranges from baby, sweetie, honey, lover boy and other cute things to master, daddy, sexy, or just call him sir..if he’s in a good mood

Rin would absolutely get pouty and bratty when Monday rejects his offer to suck his dick like he’s just crossing his arms mumbling under his breath “fine I didn’t wanna suck your gross dick in the first place, gross big dick asshole..jerk..meanie” just grumpy as hell but after like 30 minutes he’s over it.

Another thing, as we stated before rin is gross so the possibility that he will sit in Monday’s lap during a meeting and jerk himself off under the table with one hand while the other is playing games in his phone is very high.

A part of it is to see if he can rile Monday up and the other part of for the thrill, and body would he not be subtle at all like leaning against monday just shuddering soon dropping the phone and stuffing two fingers into his mouth clearly about finger himself. Depending on how Monday reacts depends on if he stops or not, rin doesn’t have shame he knows no one besides Monday would stop him

They tall boys! Rin is the smallest being 5’6, clover is 5’8, X is 5’11, BB is 6’0 while void is 6’5

#yandere imagines #yandere ocs #yandere #clown gang #clown ocs

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Without Fear

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* Please note that this chapter contains smut. 18+ only. *

Chapter Seven. April, Continued.

ever since the other night i’ve been thinking ‘bout the way you smile, golden; I wanna move inside of your light — what have i done, dermot kennedy

Two hours after kissing her for the first time, Niall insists on taking Luna on a proper date. Without an abundance of date-worth restaurants on the island, and with Niall wanting to avoid the prying eyes of quite literally everyone he’s ever known, he insists on cooking for her in her own flat, and setting up a romantic dinner there.

Luna, cheeks red from sitting by the fireplace and making out like a teenager in the backseat of a car, can’t imagine a world in which she would say no.

And so, exactly a week later, on a Saturday evening that smells of the coming spring, Niall shows up at Luna’s door with a bottle of red wine, a bag full of dinner ingredients, and a stupidly endearing smile on his face. He leans in for a quick kiss when she lets him in and Luna almost loses herself then and there, almost pulls him inside by the lapels of his coat and slams him up against the wall, she wants him so bad. But she holds it together, smiles into his gentle kiss hello, and lets him get to work.

Halfway through the best dinner she’s had in ages, Luna comes to terms with the fact that Niall Horan is, actually, not bad at anything. She racks her brain as she eats, trying to think of one single thing he can’t do, one thing he’s messed up, one thing about him that doesn’t blow her away.

She comes up empty.

Instead, all she can do is think about the things he’s good at: the way sings like he’s bearing his soul, the way he coaches with compassion and humor, the way he makes small talk like he’s genuinely interested, the way he kisses so that Luna can’t even remember her own name, let alone what it ever felt like to kiss anyone else. She can’t think about anything else, really—nothing other than the way his forearms looked, sleeves rolled up as he chopped veg for dinner, the way his cheeks flushed from the heat on the stove, the way he poured her a glass of wine with a steady hand and a mischievous smile. In a flash, the room is hot, stuffy, and a little overwhelming, and it’s all she can do not to tell him to take his clothes off here and now.

She makes it through dinner with a flush creeping down her own neck, but when Niall takes the plates over to the sink and insists on washing them himself, Luna feels her composure start to waver. A girl can only watch her sort-of-boyfriend be effortlessly sexy for so long without doing something about it, she figures.

“Niall,” Luna makes the split second decision to honor her feelings—to embrace how badly she wants him, without fear.

“Yeah, Lunes?” Niall turns around from his spot at the sink, sleeves rolled up again, eyebrows furrowed in concern. Luna realizes she must’ve worried him, and adjusts her tone of voice.

“Come here,” she tells him, her stomach churning with a strangely nice kind of anxiety. “The dishes can wait.”

“Right,” Niall takes a deep breath before crossing the room to Luna, still seated at the table. He stands in front of her, and, this close, Luna can see the rise and fall of his chest as he breathes, the gentle shake of his hands.

She reaches out to grab one, bringing it up to her face and pressing her lips against the center of his palm. Standing above her, Niall makes a quiet whimper, and Luna looks up. “We don’t have to do this if you don’t want to,” she tells him, interlocking her fingers with his. “I can wait as long as you want.”

“No, no,” Niall squeezes Luna’s hand, his free hand coming up to snake around the back of her neck, tangle up in her hair. “I want—I want you so bad. Just nervous,” he laughs, a little embarrassed, and Luna’s heart cramps inside her chest. “It’s been a while.”

“That’s okay,” she whispers. “I don’t mind.”

Looking back on it, Luna can’t quite tell which happened first: either Niall gently pushed her head forward, or she leaned in, or both, maybe, the two of them on the exact same wavelength, communicating without having to say a word. Any which way it happened, it happened like this: Luna leaned close enough to press her lips to Niall’s stomach over his shirt, to move her lips against the soft outline of his abs, and then a little lower, down to the flat space between his hip bones.

Above her, Niall gasps, and, when Luna looks up at him through heavy lashes, he lets out a whimper that sets the butterflies in her stomach on fire.

“Bed,” he says, voice raw, a new side of him that Luna’s never seen before. “Let me take you to bed, Lu.”

And so she does.

She lets Niall help her up and then lets herself get lost in it as he kisses her like he never has before—a level of hunger and possessiveness that she hasn’t experienced from him yet, that she didn’t know he was quite capable of. She lets him keep kissing her as he walks them both toward her bedroom, navigating her flat like an expert, like he’s always been here, always been part of her. She hangs off him, giggling, as he shoos Ruairí off the bed and out of the room, and feels her heart melt when he apologizes to the cat, a genuine “sorry, mate, but you don’t want to be in here for this,” as he shuts the bedroom door on him.

Luna falls gently onto the bed in Ruairí’s place., the world spinning as if she’s dreaming. Holding himself up on his forearms, Niall hovers above her, bumping his nose against hers with a giggle before leaning in for another kiss. It’s like her insides are exploding, and she never wants it to stop.

Niall, she discovers, is determined once he sets his mind to the task. He moves his lips down to Luna’s neck, hands sliding up her body as he does. It’s so easy to let herself melt into him, to let him take the reins and choose which direction things move in. She sighs dreamily as Niall sucks a hickey into her neck, whimpers when he finishes it off with a quick, tight bite to the spot.

“You sound so gorgeous,” he says, hoisting himself up again to bump his nose against hers. “I like being able to hear you like that.”

Luna tangles a hand up in Niall’s hair, noting the way his eyes glaze over a little when she tugs. She files that information away as important, then says, “I’ll be as loud or as quiet as you want.”

“Loud,” he tells her, pressing his lips to hers one more time. “I like knowing.”

And then he’s back to work, lips trailing along her neck, hands sliding up under her sweater. He grasps at her breasts over her bra, thumbs running over her nipples, and she doesn’t hold back the way it makes her gasp, the way she arches her back into his hands, desperate for more.

“Off?” He asks, tugging on the bottom of Luna’s sweater. She nods, her skin searing hot under the wool, sitting up just enough to help Niall peel the sweater off. Once it’s off, Niall stills, his eyes trailing over Luna’s body slowly, taking in her freckles and her dimples, the spots where her skin rolls, the pouch of her belly—but, under his eyes, Luna doesn’t feel self conscious the way she has in the past. She stretches out a little bit, watching the loving, hungry look on Niall’s face as she does.

“Lu,” he slides his hand up her side, coming to rest at the band of her bra. “It’s, uh,” he blushes, cheeks fiery red, and says, “it’s been a long time since I’ve taken a bra off someone.”

Luna laughs, her heart bouying in her chest, and Niall does, too, his flush spreading down his neck to his collarbone. He looks so beautiful this way, nervous but sure of himself, exposed, only for her. “No worries,” she tells him, reaching back to undo her clasp. “I’m an expert.”

Easy, Lu takes off her bra and tosses it over the side of the bed. When she looks back up, Niall is a man mesmerized. The sight of his face is enough to make her giggle, to reach up and cup his cheek and pull him in for a gentle, reassuring kiss. He melts right into it, and from there, it’s natural.

Natural, for Niall to kiss down Luna’s body, stopping to glance up at her for permission before he undoes her jeans and helps her shimmy them off. Natural, for Niall to kiss between her thighs, over her underwear, as Luna whimpers loudly, tangles her fingers up in his hair and tugs. Natural, for Niall to tell her it’s been a while since he’s done this, and then press his lips against her bare skin like a man starving, like he’s been waiting for his moment this entire life. And it’s natural for Luna, too, watching Niall’s head between her thighs, his blue eyes glinting when he looks up at her, to drop her head back, gasp out loud, and come for him, just as he presses two fingers alongside his tongue.

He takes his time between her legs when he’s done, gentle kisses bringing her back down to Earth. When Luna opens her eyes he’s kissing back up her stomach, his face shiny and wet with the mess he made between her legs, his blue eyes brighter than she’s ever seen them before. He bumps his nose against hers again, pulling an exhausted giggle out of Luna, before gently pressing his lips to hers so she can taste herself on him.

“I liked that,” he tells her, lips brushing hers as he speaks.

“You and me both,” Luna laughs, fingers trailing over the back of Niall’s neck. He shivers at her touch, and Luna smiles. “My turn,” she tells him, pushing against his chest with her free hand to flip them both over, reversing positions. Niall is still fully dressed and that is far too much clothing for Luna, desperate to get her lips to his skin as immediately as humanly possible.

Niall seems just as eager, pulling his own sweater over his head as Luna gets to work on the button of his jeans. Together, they have him stripped down to his boxers in seconds, his chest rising and falling rapidly as Luna palms at him through his underwear, already hard in her hand. He whimpers, cants his hips up, and lets Luna pull his boxers down.

When Luna wraps her mouth around him, Niall makes a sound closer to crying than anything else. His hand tightens in her hair, encouraging her on, and Luna hikes Niall’s thighs up so they rest on her shoulders, giving her a better angle to take him deeper into her mouth. It’s overwhelming in the best way, Luna finds—being full of Niall and underneath Niall, knowing that every move she makes is dragging those desperately pleased sounds out of him, is pushing him closer and closer to the edge.

“Lu,” Niall chokes out her name, voice pained, and when Luna locks eyes with him he’s bright red, hair a mess, chest heaving. “I’m gonna—if you don’t stop, I won’t be able to fuck you, petal.”

Luna laughs, letting Niall’s legs down and pressing a kiss to the inside of his thigh. He whimpers a little more, hands coming up to rest on her waist as she leans over the side of the bed, rummaging into the drawer of her bedside table for the packet of condoms she ordered the night she and Niall first kissed, knowing this was inevitable. He moves his hand between her legs as she grabs the packet, one finger pressing into her, and Luna whimpers, skin breaking out in goosebumps.

“So wet,” Niall says, another finger pressing against Luna as she comes back to him, condoms in hand. “Fucking hell, you’re beautiful, Lunes.”

“Fuck,” Luna drops her chin to her chest as Niall scissors his fingers inside her, palm pressed against her clit. She lets him keep going, riding his fingers gently as he brings her closer and closer to where she wants to be. She feels better than she ever has, no insecurity about the way her body is bared above him, about the noises she makes when she comes, for the second time, on his fingers.

“Good girl,” Niall says softly, gentle as he slides his fingers out of Luna, and moves to lay her back on the bed. He gets on top of her, bumps his nose against hers again, and presses his hips forward, his cock nudging against her. “Can you give me one more, pet?”

Luna nods, not sure she can speak a coherent sentence, but sure she wants Niall. She reaches up to cup his cheek as he slips the condom on, gives her another kiss, and presses himself into her.

Exhausted as she is, Luna knows immediately that she hasn’t had sex like this in a long, long time. It feels so right, the stretch of Niall inside her, the weight of his body above her. He sets the perfect pace for her, dropping down a bit to bury his face in her neck as he fucks her, one hand holding her thigh up for a better angle, the other groping at her love handles. It’s all Luna can do to tug at Niall’s hair and hold tight to his shoulder, crying out with every thrust, tugging Niall impossibly closer and closer. They move together seamlessly, Niall and Luna, like this was the universe’s plan all along.

Luna comes first, already hypersensitive and worn out, but Niall’s right behind her, pushed over the edge by the way she moans his name, tightening herself around his cock. He stills for a second when he comes, mouth wide open, and Luna has a millisecond of time standing still to watch him, to think to herself that she’s never seen anyone so close to perfect.

Done, Niall collapses on top of Luna, still inside her, and lays, hot and heavy, on top of her. She scratches gently at his scalp, his hair damp with sweat, and almost cries when he reaches down to pull out.

“I know,” he tells her softly, kissing up Luna’s neck and then meeting her lips with his own. “Me too.”

They make out gently, then, hands exploring each other, until Niall pulls away, all swollen lips and glassy eyes, his hair a mess of dark brown roots and bleached ends. “You should pee,” he tells Luna, though he doesn’t look like he wants to get up and let her off the bed. “I’ll get us both some water, yeah?”

Luna nods, though she makes no moves to get up either. “Should check on poor Ruairí too.”

Niall giggles, another flush to his cheeks. “Poor little craythur.”

“Niall?”

“Hmm?” Niall burrows his face in Luna’s neck again, his lips warm against her skin.

“Do you want to stay the night?” Luna notices she’s not nervous asking, the way she was the first time she asked Ida to sleep over. She already knows.

Niall lifts his head, a soft smile on his swollen lips. “Yeah,” he tells her. “There’s nothing I want more.”

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seijch · 3 years

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ANNOUNCEMENT: NOT A HELLO, BUT NOT A GOODBYE EITHER

omg hi ... im like . ashamed to come back after saying brief hiatus in october and then disappearing off the face of the earth til FEBRUARY but under the cut i will be explaining myself and the following, if youre interested (and a tl;dr at the very bottom if you don’t wanna scroll thru this obnoxiously long post):

the reason(s) i was gone for so long

what i was doing during that time (its just a personal account yall can scroll past this idrc)

the status of those um . halloween requests

the future of this account

i. so . Hiatus .

i know. i know . i probably mentioned it when i made the announcement post, but my mental health likes to go on one of those rides. yknow the ones where you go like up rlly fast then down maybe and then up then DOWN .... its like that. i needed a break and every time i wanted to come back or thought about it, something would happen and i would get stuck in my own head.

a big reason for getting stuck in my head was (and i hate to admit this ... i hate to admit that i have Insecurities On The Internet) my feelings of inadequacy regarding my writing. i love to plot fics, i love concepts and characters and making little headcanons but i dont ... know if i love writing rn. and i thought for the longest time that like . whatever ill just push thru it its fine ill be fine but it kinda wasnt lmao you can kinda see it in my halloween reqs and what become of them when i get to that but i began to feel like nothing i had put out or would put out would hold up prose wise (and normally i dont feel like this im much more “idc its my life im living it” but thats not a rant for tumblr LMAO). i still feel like that -- like im better as a reader than a writer. but . You Know :-)

tl;dr: mental state go brrrrr

ii. anywhere here’s wonderwall

when i left, i was in a steadily decreasing mental and emotional state, made worse by a situation at work that really was a case of petty jealousy on my end and rlly isnt very consequential now despite how much pain and resentment it gave me when it Was a problem so i wont get into it. the tl;dr of november and december was me using work as an crutch and distraction -- i know my job, i do it well, it helped me not think about my responsibilities and obligations and inadequacies. of course, as the holiday season grew busier n busier i was scheduled so often that i moved 88 or so miles (according to my apple watch, which i ONLY wear at work since im never anywhere else outside my house) and fell into a cycle of showering n sleeping at my house before going back the next day. (theres definitely something to be said abt capitalism and “grind culture” here but once again its not the time or place snsjkdfds)

at the turn of the new year, i happened to remember a birthday card i hadnt filed away for safekeeping from a friend of mine that id been horribly out of touch with til that point. i started crying because i realized how out of touch id been in general up until that point. the month of january was great for me: i was focused, happy, and in a much better place than i had been before. the end of it brought me down focus wise and im hoping that enough time away from my distractions will refocus me bc i ... need it LMAO and though ive burned out from that level of productivity and gotten distracted again im ... trying to stay positive which i think is the most i can do 😁👍🏼

media wise, i got real into stardew valley (but burned out bc i played it extensively as a way to wind down after work), the pokemon platinum romhack renegade platinum (still havent finished it bc of school n i played it w the intent to see if i could nuzlocke it ... bitch its so hard but its so fun bc of it), briefly assassins creed: odyssey (im one of those ppl who completes an entire region before i move to the next so you can tell i burned out of that one + wouldnt have the time to properly devote to it even if i didnt), got back into genshin impact after pulling for xiao (after not touching it for like . months), and danganronpa. yes . danganronpa 😐 i Know. i stopped playing it after the second trial of the first game bc i was so hurt by the outcome and picked it up in late january only to get sucked in (thank god i had the foresight to buy the second and third games during the steam winter sale). rn im at the start of chapter 4 if anyone wants to come in my asks and um . talk to me abt danganronpa

tl;dr: I’m Into Danganronpa Now

iii. you realize halloween was three months ago right

i mentioned this in the first section, but i love to plot things. every request is plotted or at least has a solid foundation. i had fun detailing what concept i wanted to go with considering what i was given, and there were some bangers i might touch up in the future. but heres whats going to happen to the requests themselves:

there are two finished requests. one will be posted tomorrow and the other will be touched up (just bc i finished it doesnt mean its good 🧍‍♂️) and scheduled for next saturday. as for the ones i never got around to ...

i will not be finishing those requests. i hate to be That Person, but i feel like we all expected this 🧍‍♂️ what i will do is post all of my notes for each request in batches -- requests that have an @ to go with them will be mentioned in the post proper, but anon asks will be pictured. (there are some asks that came from blogs who are now deactivated but i wrote down all the prompts and remember most of those askers so ill cross that bridge when i get there) there will most likely be an excerpt or two simply bc i think i mightve written a few plot points or interactions in the form of bullet points. i rlly am sorry about doing this but i remember looking at my notion doc with all the prompts and feeling ... like i wasnt measuring up n it wasnt just to myself or to some intangible concept of “other” id constructed but it was instead to those who requested n actually WANTED to see and hear and read my writing and i ...... im gonna admit thats another big reason i avoided this site.

regardless, youll definitely get what i have (and likely more than just my bullet points and illegible handwriting).

tl;dr: im sorry. what i have in terms of plot, concept, and interaction for every request will be posted, but i cant say ill ever complete them and mean it.

iv. so what now?

well i mean . im not entirely sure how sold i am on haikyuu in the content creation department (as a creator n to a lesser extent, as a consumer). as mentioned previously, its no longer my primary focus. it doesnt mean im not into haikyuu anymore; i have a lot of love for those boys but i cant rlly say im even caught up w recent fandom activity and also havent even finished s4 pt2 LMAO thats on my to do list

and despite all that, i still want to share my plots n concepts and snippets and maybe even fics. it wont happen anytime soon. it might not even happen. but i mean . its better than me saying i wont write ever again shjdkfs but either way ill probably use this blog as a personal blog w the occasional ask game for dialogue prompts (those are always so fun i love making up aus to fit like . the most mundane prompts)

as for my works (past and any potential future), ive opened an ao3 acc here n ill be editing n possibly expanding on my old works to post there. tumblr, to me, is The x reader hub, but i figure more x reader fics on ao3 is never a bad thing.

ill be deleting/posting drafted posts to the queue since they were all meant to be queued anyway as well as (sorry again 🧍‍♂️) deleting or answering asks in the inbox. (moots if you get a notif from me saying i rbed your post from months ago ... mind your business) im very hard to get ahold of and its ... a problem. expect an overhaul of the nav n shit to reflect my new direction n also because i feel like i cant tell if my passion for carrd is shared by the majority HSDKLFS maybe its better to read my info in a normal post ykwim .......

and of course . if youve read all this n decided im no longer worth the follow, i sure as hell cant stop you. thank you for wanting to, at some point, hear what i have to say -- it means more than you think.

tl;dr: writing will be edited and reposted to ao3, this blog will be a personal blog with a hint of writing (sometimes)

the tl;dr to end all tl;drs:

im back! i wont be as active as i used to due to a lessened interest in haikyuu in general, but i have an ao3 acc now where all my past work will be edited, possibly expanded, and reposted. any future work will also find itself there. my halloween requests will be posted in batches as incomplete concepts, plots, and snippets of scenes; i wont be promising to finish any of them.

there are still fic concepts im attached to and want to finish, but i cant promise any more writing on my end. this blog will be a personal blog with maybe writing, not a writing blog with my personal thoughts all over it.

regardless if you stick around or not, its been crazy sexy cool (equal emphasis) being on haikyuu tumblr even tho i wasnt around for long ... even tho its not my main focus anymore, im still excited to see what the future might hold 🤝

love, ari 💌

#did i have an announcement tag #announcement #also regarding work hsjkdfsd the company i work for didnt give my location the opening for the full time position i wanted #my managers all agree id be promoted if we had it but we dont so i . hee .#anyway um i hope everyones doing well #some of my moots changed urls while i was away and now i have no idea who anyone is #its like when you see your familys friends and theyre like omg youre so big now! i remember when you were a baby and youre like 🧍‍♂️#and you have to play along bc apparently they remember you hskdfsd #im not very funny in this post but i figured id rather be honest considering my lengthy absence #consider this my comeback stage

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chyrstis · 4 years

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WIP Saturday (so much for Friday)

Tagged by @shallow-gravy @raisinghellinotherworlds and @fadedjacket! You’re all way too kind (and also patient! <3), and here I am trying not to squeeze this in too late (never mind the fact that it’s Saturday and not even Wednesday)

Tagging: @writerofblocks @sharky-broshaw @amistrio @geronimo-11 @guileandgall @painterofhorizons @redroci @ma-sulevin @narcis-the-monk @teamhawkeye @finefeatheredgamer @fluttyseed @sneaky-apostate @hawkfurze @scarlettkat86 @strafethesesinners @risenlucifer @ofravensandgenesis @marymay-fairgrave @cclkestis and anyone else that’s interested! This is totally a free tag, and I’d love to see what you’re all working on.

Random aside, but I’d definitely post the new WIP I ended up writing earlier today courtesy of @writerofblocks providing some excellent inspiration, but...I think I’m going to hold onto that for later, b/c that might be a little too much spice to slip in here.

First off, a small moment from the Trap fic, which I’m still hoping to finalize most of the outline for soon! Just a friendly car chase, no big deal:

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“Go, go, go!”

Her foot hit the gas, and they flew out after it, not wanting to give it a decent chance for a lead. The more time between them, the less of a shot they had to corral it.

It just sucked that of all of the vehicles they had to offer, the van ended up being their pick, because the space it had didn’t do shit to help its max speed.

Coming right up behind the tanker, Hana dug for the radio by her side and put a call through. “H to Shurky, we’re coming up on you two, so you’d better be ready to work your magic!”

“Ten-four on that, pretty lady! Oh, wait. Fuck! Wait, let me just-”

Some arguing filtered through, nothing she could suss out while barreling down the road mid-car chase, until Sharky’s voice came back over the line.

“Yeah, we got you covered, Dep! Got a whole lotta shit just ready to throw and-yo, I see you there!”

Gunfire echoed briefly before cutting off, all while a cold sweat settled on her brow.

Jesus. They weren’t supposed to hit trouble this soon. Did they know?

A bullet clipped the windshield, spidering the glass as she moved back, and she swore under her breath.

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Next, how about a little more No-Cult AU? Part 2-ish of the paint saga, which I’d love to finish within the next week or so. *crosses fingers*:

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Sharky switched to the earlier photos. Tilted his phone and studied them, and still couldn’t tell jack-shit.

Another image came through in the middle of this, this time of John’s hand holding up what looked to be two separate paint color cards. Both were the kind of red he seriously had no hope of telling apart, and as Sharky focused in on them, he caught two different names.

“…Heart what?” he muttered, reading no joke, Heartthrob as one of the colors.

the fuck man?

Not happy with either?

im over here digging holes covered in dirt n shit and ure asking me to tell u whats better Candy apple or fkin cherry

cant even tell if ones lighter n the other

Digging?

Taking a picture of where he was, Sharky sent it along, and John didn’t wait long to respond.

Ah, you’re busy. This is a bad time.

its ok Sharky replied, typing fast, just weird to ask

the hells the red for anyway? thought blue was your thng

The boathouse, remember? It was red.

It was?

Thinking back to that night, color didn’t even click for him. Shit, he’d barely had his own feet under him as he slipped into the place, and nearly pitched over the edge of the boat into the river. But after avoiding hitting his head, and losing his balance he’d fired it up and booked it.

Didn’t even stop to question anything, not even the keys left on the workbench nearby. Seriously, how did he end up being the first person to try this shit at all?

Raccoons, or hell, even a wolverine could’ve run off with them, and he didn’t know what was funnier, the idea of a wolverine trying to handle a boat, or John trying to work any of that lawyer mojo against something ready to claw his face off.

But thinking back to the boathouse, red kinda made sense. Well, judging from what he’d seen under the burnt and charred pieces he’d broken down and thrown to the side while taking it apart.

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And finally, maybe some Sharky/Hana/John? John drops by their place earlier than anticipated on their calendar, which throws off their groove a bit, but he’s got a few reasons for it.

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“Dude, it’s just past four. You check the clock at all ‘fore heading over?”

He hadn’t, admittedly. Just left his room as soon as possible without looking back, and frowned when Boshaw aimed a knowing smirk right at him. “Should I have?”

He shook his head as he plopped down onto a nearby chair. “Nah, it’s cool, man. Cool to see you, and cool to-“ he yawned, the rest of his answer swallowed up by it. “Cool to have you by and shit.”

Groping for his shoes, he pulled at the laces, loosening them enough to put them on, and rubbed at his eyes before lacing them up. Not saying anything else, he’d switched to humming something off-key, and try as he might, John couldn’t recognize a single note of it.

“Can’t really stick around long, ‘cause the first round of shifts are starting, but if you wanted to talk to H, she’ll be up in a bit. She can’t do early. Shit, I can’t do early, but you do what you gotta do, I guess.”

“It’s a small price to pay to keep things as they are.”

“Yeah, I guess. But you’re looking like you just sprang up, ready to fucking go”, Charlemagne groused. John raised an eyebrow at him, watching as he shook his head at him. “You even sleep?”

No. John said nothing, but just as he was considering it, Boshaw snorted.

“Nah, probably don’t much. Well, I’m out. Whoever’s supe this week’ll ride me if I’m late, so just lock up behind me.”

He jogged over to the bed, and dipped down towards the pile of blankets. There wasn’t much of Hana that either of them could see above what she’d wrapped around her, but once Charlemagne found her, he pressed a kiss to the top of her head, tenderly brushing her hair back as he did.

Glancing away, John waited until he was back in front of him to make eye contact again.

#wip #some of these are definitely rougher than usual so don't mind me #but I'm glad to go back to some of these earlier ideas #it's so hard to think it's been months already since I've gone back to them

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pbandjesse · 3 years

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Today was a pretty good day. Even if it never actually snowed like it was supposed to and Im slightly bummed about that.

I slept pretty okay. And I woke up around 830 when I heard James working in the living room. His new schedule has him going from wednesday til saturday, but that works out well because he is trying to do some substitute work. So hell have two school days for that and always have sundays off. Pretty excellent.

I stayed in bed just watching videos on my phone for a long while. But I knew I had much to do today. I accomplished many things and Im pretty proud of that.

When I did get up I got washed and dressed. My piercing looks even better today and Im really happy about that. I felt super cute and good about myself.

I had breakfast and played a little animal crossing. Visited a few islands. But I knew I wanted to go to target. I could only remember a couple things I wanted, but the real reason was I wanted to get some stuff for James for valentines and I hadnt had time because of work and snow and sleepy. And because the weather was supposed to get gross in the afternoon I headed out pretty early.

I talked to Mr Will in the hallway. Told him James is working from home. And that my job ended again so Im on the hunt again. But thats alright. It was nice to see him and joke around.

And then I was on the road. It was an alright drive. A little bit of icy rain but thats fine. The tire needed air, because it always does. So I felt nervous about that the whole time. Well fix that tomorrow before we go to ikea.

I got to target and got a spot not to far from the doors. I wished I had a hood or an umbrella but that was okay.

I had a nice time walking around. I got the few things I needed. And really just enjoyed walking around. It wasnt busy and I got mostly what I needed. Of course I would remember what else I needed once I got home. But whatever. Theres more time.

I was only frustraited when I left target because I texted James to see if he wanted me to bring him home lunch. I was trying to be nice. But he didnt answer me. And then he texted me about the rain?? And I was like. Dude. So I wasnt happy when I got home a half hour later.

But I knew he's working and I cant be to upset. It was just that it felt like every other time today he was just playing on his phone and the one time I needed his attention someone called and he had to work. But I know thats just the bad luck of it all.

It was nice just sitting in the livingroom with him. And once he did have lunch (which was an hour later than the other days of the week we found out) he went and got us burger king.

I worked in the studio. I dyed the wrong color dress I got. Its now a lovely brown that I can use for my renfaire costumes and Im really excited about that. I also got to work on a commision for our friend Gaby. She wants a capybara and it was very hard to figure that one out. So I had to make it in paper and then make it in fabric twice before I was alright with the design. And Gaby had some good insight and idea too. It was hard because there arent a lot of good capybara plushes and I couldnt find any that were standing. So figuring out how the head would go on was a challenge. The first one was to flat and looked like a hippo. The second was much better. I just need to find some brown fluffy fabric now so I can make the real thing. Some adjustments to the pattern and I hope she loves him.

I would get really tired for a bit after that though.

I drew on my tablet for a long while. But I choked on my tea and had a coughing fit that made me feel sick. Sucked. So eventually I would get in bed and just rest and watch videos and play around online for to long.

Once James was done work he played video games and eventually I would paint our fingers and toes. I would put together his valentienes gift. And take a shower. And now I am chilling, waiting for my nails to dry. I tried the heart top coat again that wouldnt dry last time. So well see how that goes I guess.

Im excited for valentines day. I am going to wear my new overalls and were going to ikea and Im just looking forward to spending the day with James after his very long work week. I hope you all have a great day and it is filled with love of all kinds.

Goodnight everyone!

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sweater-daddiesdumbdork · 4 years

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Thoughts on a thing with Evans and the readers birthday had passed with the prompt “ 02. "I'm stealing your sunglasses because the sunlight is hurting my eyeballs."

Oh boy! :(

Your phone buzzed, and a quick look at the screen showed your jackass’s number flashing. Oh you were so tempted to chuck it, the nerve of him texting you at 10 am on July 24th with a fucking wink face emoji and a ‘where you at babes?’

But you didnt, you contemplate letting him wait, I mean... You waited on him ALL night at your apartment for him. After several phone calls going straight to his voice mail, and No, might have been petty, but after the third ‘Where you at Chris’ Message you left, you werent bothering with anymore. Finally at midnight, you blew out your own birthday candles and went to bed, Mad, Sad... Hurt.

After five minutes of stewing in your feelings, you relented and sent a message back ‘Beach’. He would know where, it was often an unwinding spot for the two of you. It wasnt far from either of yours place, and within’ minutes he was pulling up to the parking lot, and heading down to the waves where you were standing.

Quick he jogged up to you, hugging you from behind, you stiffened at that. I mean, what? You two are just supposed to be ok? “Hey baby, you ready?” He plucked the sunglasses of your head and slipped them on “Im stealing your sunglasses because the sunlight is hurting my eyeballs” They were actually his sunglasses he kept at your place, but you opted not to point that out. You shrug out of his hold and turn to face him.

“Christopher, ready to go where?” You scowled, and he grinned down at you, not quite picking up your bad mood.

“The aquarium, I promised we would spend the day in the city. I got it all planned out baby, and afterwards Mom wants us to stop by.”

“Yea sorry Christopher, Im not in the mood.”

He frowned hearing this and tilted his head, now studying you. You were closed off, arms folded over your chest, eyes slightly red, and you wouldnt look directly at him. Using his full name, you never called him Christopher unless it was serious. He reached out, making you face him. “Y/N, whats wrong? Todays your day.”

“Whats wrong? Chris I cant believe you.”

He pulled back a bit, taken aback. “Cant believe what Y/N?! I have no idea what your upset about!”

“Lets see... July 23rd, my birthday Chris?”

“Yup, why were going to Boston for the day, going to celebrate. I would have told you earlier, but I wanted it to be a surprise. We havent spent a whole day together in weeks since I started working with that new agent.” That was true, his new agent either had him signed up for auditions, or working with an acting coach.

Your brows furrowed listening to him, shaking your head a bit “Yesterday was my birthday Chris. Not today.” You had to give him credit, he looked doubtful.

“No, yesterday was the 22nd. Theres no way. It was Thursday, cause I went out with Scott and friends last night like I promised him I would. Then today we would spend a long weekend together” He tried to make sense of it, You pulled up your cell phones calendar and showed him what it said. Saturday, July 24th.

Reading your phone, he reached for his own, and clicked it to power on, and sure enough the date said the exact same thing. “Oh shit” He stuffed it back into his back pocket, and fell right into a apology. “Fuck baby, I really didnt know. I thought, well that today was Friday. Jesus Christ, Im such a idiot. I swear I was with Scott last night, call him and ask. I turned my phone off when we left so I wouldnt kill my battery, figuring I would forget to plug it in when I got back.” When he didnt see you going to call Scott to confirm, he went for his, but you put a stop to that. Sure he might be an idiot, but he was your idiot, and you believed him.

“Stop... Its okay Chris. I do believe you.” He looked so upset that you rested a hand against his chest, sighing a bit. “You say you were out with Scott, then you were out with Scott.”

“I cant believe I did that” Now that you were not upset in the same sense, he wrapped his arms around you. “I will make it up to you baby, I swear.” He kissed your temple and rubbed his hands up and down your back. “We will still have that three day weekend I promised.”

“Chris, dont you have to work Monday?” You tilted your head up to look at him.

“Screw it, I will tell him Im spending the day with my Babygirl, they can suck it.” He tipped his head and started nibbling on your neck, tickling you enough to bring out a giggle, what he had been anticipating would happen. “What do you say? I even have us a room booked at your favorite hotel. I can change the reservation right now.”

The more you listened to his surprise plans, even though a day late, you decided what the hell, and cupped his face, kissing him playfully. “Alright you convinced me Meatball, lets go”

A/N- Chris seems like such a romantic, I think he would be DEVASTATED if he missed your birthday and would do whatever he could to make it up.

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katariinasworld · 4 years

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@tinyoinklover : Hello! I saw that you take requests for Haikyuu 😄 can I get a Oikawa x reader one? Reader is a shy classmate of his that he falls for and ends up confessing to her later on.

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You never were the type of person to have many friends in fact you have zero friends. It’s not like people doesn’t like you no you are just too shy to talk to them. You are the type of person to be determinate and make everything to achieve your dream to become (your dream job). You are not the typical shy girl as when you are alone or with someone with whom you are at ease you are never at loss of words.

You were in the great Oikawa’s class since first year and today you are a third year in his class again. In those three years you didn’t talk to him once. But you got to be « friend » with Iwaizumi since he is in the journalism club just like you. (You had to choose a club and this one was the best choice)

What you hate about him are his fans, they scream first thing in the morning.

*Girls please have so dignity and stop screaming like pigs in the morning at 8AM just for a guy who don’t care about you...*

Plus the way he thinks he is above everyone just because he is the volleyball’s team captain that irritate you.

Its not that you hate him nor you like him you just tolerate him in your class. Yes you find him handsome, I mean LOOK AT THE BOY YOU ARE NOT BLIND. And you find it amusing every time Iwaizumi is beating him up.

Today, you went to School early as usual to avoid the screams of Oikawa’s fan and to study in peace. What you didn't expect was to see Oikawa already in class. You tried to avoid him and went to your sit. Key word : TRIED.

He called you, surprised because he called you by your name you turned to him with your eyes widen.

YN : Wh...What do you want, Oikawa-san ?

Oikawa : I just wanted to know what you are doing here so early LN-chan? School doesn't start before an hour...

YN : *LN-chan ?* I come early to school everyday to avoid the noise your fans make to study in calm... Wh...What about you ?

Oikawa : I... I have to study for today’s science test... If I don't get a good mark the coach is gonna put me on the bench for the next matches...

YN : *Suck to be you* I can maybe help you study...

Oikawa : REALLY ?! YOU WOULD HELP ME ?!

YN : Yes but can...can you lower your voice please...

Oikawa : Ah... euh... yes sorry... thank you LN-chan !

You helped him study his science until everyone came to class. Because of that You couldn't do what you were going to do. The boy was really difficult to teach to, he always had his head In the clouds and was not concentrated on what you said. So you had to use volleyball terms to not lose him.

The day after, you were gathering your things to go back home when suddenly someone screamed your name. Everyone looked at you, you blushed hard and noticed both Iwaizumi and Oikawa coming over you. Iwaizumi smacked Oikawa on his head and told him to be quiet and not screaming. The latter rub his head just where Iwaizumi smacked him and put his attention on me.

Oikawa : Thanks LN-chan !! Thanks to you I got a good mark on science !

YN : You welcome but I didn't really do anything I just helped you understand the subject you had a good mark thanks to your hard work...

Oikawa : No no its thanks to you ! So I want to thank you by inviting you somewhere !

YN : I told you its okay ! Im happy you got to stay in the team your fans would have been devastated...

Iwaizumi : Stay in the team ?

Oikawa : Haha... Yes Iwa-chan, coach told me if I had bad grade he would put me on the bench.

Iwaizumi : What the....

Oikawa : ANYWAY ! Please LN-chan !!

YN: Sorry Oikawa-san...

You then went home and keep replaying the conversation you had with the pretty setter. Yesterday, when you helped him study you talked a little bit, you found out he was not the proud captain you thought he was. Yes he likes to be the center of attention but the way he talk about volleyball, the way his eyes are glowing when he talked about that volleyball team in Argentina. And how his face became really sad when he talked about when he got injuried. *NO NO YOU CANT FALL FOR HIM ! YOU GOT RID OF THAT CRUSH YOU HAD ON HIM IN FIRST YEAR YOU CANT FALL AGAIN !*

The week passed by quickly, its Saturday, the volleyball team has a match and Oikawa kept bothering you to come but kept on telling him no. To your surprise Iwaizumi asked you to come too, to, I quit “make Trashykawa shut his mouth”, you thought about it and decided to go.

You sat on the first row, if you go to the match may as well have a good view. You spot Oikawa and noticed he was searching for someone, deep inside of you you hoped he was looking for you A GIRL CAN DREAM ! One of his teammate called him so he had to go but you swore you saw a sad expression on his face. Oikawa was the first one to serve, when he looked at the bleacher and he spotted you, he made THE serve (you know the one).

The match ended, you walked down the bleachers and went to go out the gymnasium. When you passed by the locker room you are pulled in a corner. You looked up to see Oikawa an inch close to your face. You blushed and asked him stuttering what does he want. He looked at you and noticed how much close he is to you. He back away a little took a deep breath and look at you in your (eye color) eyes.

Oikawa : LN-chan I made a promise to the guys...

YN : A promise about what ?

Oikawa : I told them that if we win the match I’m going to ask you on a date...

YN : Wh...why ?

Oikawa : You are not like the others girls you don’t care about me and what you can have if you were to be my girlfriend. You like to be by yourself in the silence and study or read. You must have not noticed but I’m always looking at you since first year. In first year you would always blush when I look at you I found that so cute but after sometimes in second year and now in third year you don’t even pay attention to me. To you I’m just Oikawa Tōoru a classmate not Oikawa the captain of the volleyball team or Oikawa the good looking one and I love that I can be myself with you. You are attentive and you like to help the others. When I told you I had some difficulties in science even if we are not friend you helped me...

YN : Thats because I know you really wanted to play this match...

Oikawa : Exactly ! Plus I love how you are so plunge into what you are doing and it’s mesmerizing how you are determined to achieve your dream of becoming a successful (your dream job)...

YN : How... how do you know about that ?

Oikawa : I heard you talking with Iwa-chan... Anyway what I’m trying to say LN-chan is that I really like you and it’s been while by the way... So would you go on a date with me please ?

YN : How do you expect me to say no now that you said all those things...

Oikawa : Is that a yes ?

YN : Yes Oikawa-san I will go on a date with you...

Oikawa : YES !!!

And you went on this date and many more dates after. You became his girlfriend but no one except his teammates knew about that because you didn’t want attention and Oikawa was okay with that he also is more distant with his fans to respect you and not making you jealous...

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Bonus :

YN : Who could’ve know that me helping you in science to let you stay in the team would get us together...

Oikawa : Haha speaking about this... I may have lie to you...

YN : Explain yourself ?

Oikawa : I really wanted to speak to you but I didn’t know how to get near you... Everytime we made eye contact you had this look on your face you know the same one as Iwa-chan has when he is mad... So I had to make an excuse... I knew you went to school early I see you everyday when I’m going to morning practice so I thought that was my chance to talk to you... Are you mad at me ?

YN : No... Thats actually very funny !

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Bakusquad Headcanons (mainly focused around Sero and Kaminari) I might do a Part 2 later

Okay so all of them (minus Bakugou) seem to be chill but certain things (or all the time) make them suuuper competitive

1. Mall shenanigans, going around and buying things for each other to see who had the best gift feat. An awkward Bakugou Katsuki who has to find something for Mina and he asks subtly

2. Sneaking out of the dorms to get food. It was Sero and Kaminari’s idea, Mina was in it because it was a wonderful night for a walk, Kirishima wanted a Bang energy drink and Bakugou only went along because “Knowing you dumbasses you would get lost before you even get there”

3. Kaminari realizing Bakugou has a soft spot for him feat. The BakuSquad all tell him that he won’t get mad if Kaminari breaks the news. They’ve awakened a demon. Kaminari claims that he has “Special Best Rights” and nobody corrects him but Sero does add “And the fact that you fear no god.” Mina and Kirishima both nod in agreement.

4. Playing Smash at 1am in the lounge room feat. Bakugou sucking miserably because he button mashes and has to whisper yell when he dies. Kirishima ends up teaching him some tricks. Sero ends up being the one who cackles and they are all quiet until they hear footsteps coming down the stairs, Mina stares at them all horrified. “Scatter.” They all run separate ways like roaches. Bakugou ends up hiding in a cabinet. Kaminari hides behind a fake plant, while Kirishima rushes to the bathroom and hides in the shower. Sero is the one who gets caught, Mina ends up hiding out in the kitchen. They have these competitions almost every Saturday because Bakugou refuses to stay up late on school nights.

6. Kitchen mayhem, Bakugou is visiting his mom since his dad is away so the group must fend for themselves. Kaminari ends up setting the kitchen on fire and meanwhile Kirishima is FaceTiming Bakugou when all of it is going down. While Bakugou’s home he feels like his group doesn’t need him so when he sees the chaos feat various screeches of “DEAR GOD PUT IT OUT”

“wHOS GETTING TODOROKI?!”

“God this smells like charred ass” Bakugou smiles and grabs his coat.

“Later old hag.” He heads to the door clearly he’s needed elsewhere. Suddenly feeling bad Kirishima waves his hands.

“It’s okay really we’ve got it. You don’t have to leave I didn’t mean to cut your visit short.”

“Oh please”, Bakugou says. “I’m clearly needed.”

He’s about to open the door when his mom shouts at him. “And where the fuck do you think you’re going?”

“I’m heading back. My dumbass friends have set the kitchen on fire.” He can’t help but allow the smile to fall onto his face.

The anger could wait first he had a Kitchen to save. Because of this incident the Bakusquad aren’t allowed anywhere near the kitchen without Bakugou or somebody else being with them.

7. Kaminari initiates stress relieving cuddles 99% of the time. After a typically stressful day he’ll break into Bakugou’s room and just lay smack down on his bed. Bakugou pretends to be angry but at this point he just texts the group chat named Cracktivities by Sero and tells the squad to “get their asses over” they all end up watching a movie and fall asleep half way through. They’re covered in blankets and Mina ends up bringing snacks that at first Bakugou was against because “I SWEAR TO FUCK IF I FIND ANY CRUMBS IN MY BED ALL OF YOU ARE DEAD” but it holds no heat to it

8. The group all steal Bakugou’s hoodies cause he’s warm at first and it soon turns into all of them sharing clothes whether they mean to or not. One day Mina and Kaminari pass each other in the hallway and both nod before they back up and stare at each other. “Is that my choker?” She asks. Kaminari tried to look down but can’t. “Maybe? Is that my belt?” She stares down at the belt with a lightning bolt on it. “I think so?” Kaminari smiles. “Oh cool, if that’s the case it looks epic on you.” Mina beams. “Same to you! The choker really brings a new level to your outfit!”

10.Group therapy session. Mina paints their nails and Jirou puts on some calming music as they all vent about things that are going on in their lives. Kirishima puts on a face mask and gets Kaminari to do it to. He tries getting Bakugou to do it too by saying “Come on rejuvenating skin is manly bro.” Bakugou just smirks. “Remember my quirk works as a skin care routine in itself.” The rest of the squad wears face masks Sero sighs dramatically. “Oh to have flawless skin without breakouts.” Kaminari takes a cucumber off his face, “Oh to be cursed with natural beauty.” Bakugou doesn’t know how to handle that compliment so he just rolls his eyes and smiles. “Idiots,” he says staring down at Sero who’s dramatically sprawled out on the floor. They all smile at him while Mina corrects him. “Your idiots.” He cant even deny it as a fond look passes over his face. “My idiots.”

11. He has a sixth sense and knows when they are up to something. At one point he walks past Kirishima’s room and hears “Dont tell Bakugou” so naturally he kicks the door open and says “Tell me what.” He ends up looking between Sero and Kaminari only to find that there are kittens everywhere. “No.”

“Oh come on Bakugou, can’t we keep them?”

“Aizawa will kill you for this no.”

“No he won’t he loves cats.”

“Fine, I’ll kill you for this.”

They end up sneaking the kittens into 1-B’s class early before class starts. Kaminari and Sero give a tearful goodbye to each kitten while Bakugou is smirking ruthlessly while trying to keep the cats at bay and make sure they will have everything they need. When Shinsou goes into the classroom to find the kittens first thing in the morning it’s a good day. No kitten was harmed and they all got anonymously adopted by Aizawa. They almost get caught because the trio has to hide them in their school uniforms and on the way to 1-B All Might sees them. Bakugou pushes Sero and Kaminari to keep walking as All Might approaches.

“Good morning Young Bakugou, what’s in your coat?” Before he can answer one of the kittens meow, without missing a beat he turns to face All Might.

“Drugs.” He says and walks off before the hero can ask anything else.

12. I guarantee you at some point when him and Kaminari were sparring and Bakugou held Kaminari’s head down with his hand, Kaminari’s first reaction would be to lick his hand. It takes 0.2 seconds for the instant regret to kick in. Kaminari immediately throws Bakugou off and starts viciously wiping his tongue down. “Ew ew ew ew ew I got it in my mouth yuck.”

It takes a couple of seconds for Bakugou to just realize what the fuck happened and he loses his shit laughing. He follows Kaminari as he makes a mad dash to the kitchen and downs whatever is in the fridge. “Oh my god it burns!!!” He whines and quickly turns on the sink violently rubbing his tongue down in an attempt to get the taste off of his tongue. The Bakusquad ask them what’s wrong but between Bakugou laughing and Kaminari gargling dink water babbling “regrets regrets I have so many regrets” every chance he gets mingled in with a “yucky” or “disgusting, grosss” they have no idea what happened.

Kaminari just decides fuck it He grabs the dish soap and places it on his tongue scrubbing at it so his head is cocked so that he has the best angle to wash his tongue and then makes awkward eye contact with Aizawa who is watching in horror. Kaminari tries to be suave and waves to him “Sup Sensei” and Aizawa looks from Kaminari to where Bakugou is practically wheezing in a spinny chair for him to walk out while muttering “Fuck this class, should’ve retired when I had the chance”

Meanwhile the Bakusquad finally connects the dots as to what happened and join Bakugou in a laughing fit while Kaminari whines with his face pressed to the sink still. “Oh come on you guys it’s not funny.” But they can’t hear him over the sound of all of them laughing. “You’re an idiot what made you think that would work?” Sero asks. Kaminari starts gesturing wildly which only makes them laugh harder “it was a reflex okay?!” Finally when the burning calms down he looks over at Mina who’s googling what happens when you lick nitroglycerin “am I gonna die?”

Jirou suddenly stands beside him and places a consoling hand on his shoulder. “Yes.” And then she leaves causing the group to start snickering again. Kaminari brushes his hands down his tongue saying “Absolutely disgusting” before wiping it onto Bakugou’s arm. He shrieks and jumps out of the chair “What the fuck do you think you’re doing dunce face?!”

“Returning the nitroglycerin I licked ya nasty”

He reaches his hands towards his face. “There seems to be a bit more.”

“KAMINARI NO!”

He licks his hands. The moment Kaminari’s hands touched his tongue he knew he fucked up.

“GODDAMIT!”

He runs back to the sink.

That’s all I can think of so far, if you guys have anything else to add feel free.

#bakusquad #these kids are absolute disasters #but i love them #bakugou katsuki #mina ashido #sero hanta #my hero academia headcanons #kirishima eijirou #jirou kyouka #kaminari denki #bnha #bnha headcanons

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