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bonny-kookoo · 4 years

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Sweet Girl [J.JK x Reader]🔞🌼☁️

Pairing: Jeon Jungkook x Reader

Genre: Fluff, Smut, angst because I like to cry myself to sleep

Warnings: dom/sub dynamics, dom!jungkook, sub!Reader, size kink is still strong, mild dd/lg themes, praise kink, long haired jungkook because yes that needs to be a warning, strength kink, they fuck in the kitchen smh

Jungkook and you are in a healthy relationship, managing all those things couples have to manage; building an IKEA bed, having your first fight, or arguing who should do the laundry this time. Apart from that, your life inside your bedroom has been pretty active as well, leaving Jungkook more satisfied than ever. He's not a horny teenager anymore after all, trying not to bust a nut just because he got a glimpse of your nipples through your rather thin shirt- yet you always manage to be so unbelievably sinful, he can't help but snatch a taste every now and then. After all, you're his- he's simply reminding you.

This is part of the 'Good Girl'-Universe!

Good Girl || Sweet Girl || Smart Girl || Brave Girl

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Jeon Jungkook and you loved to tease each other. From the way he would rub his sweat-soaked hair all over the crook of your neck playfully after his workout just to rile you up, just to exclaim happily that you love him too much to actually be serious when you yell that he's disgusting. And he's right- even if he's exhausting to be around sometimes with his seemingly endless energy (seriously, you're convinced at this point that he's the human embodiment of the energizer bunny), or how he could sometimes forget that you're not as tough as his other male friends that he was regularly around. You catch yourself laughing inside yourself every time you turn into a crybaby and tear up when a comment gets under your skin, because his entire body changes posture- every time he notices you getting hurt because he's too rough while playfighting, or when he again tells you you could just get your chubby butt up and work out with him, completely ignoring the fact that he knows its a very sensitive topic for you; he literally turns into a complete child who just got asked to explain rocket science. Jungkook isn't used to handle something as fragile as a girl- plus, you play along and usually brush off most things so easily, that he simply sometimes forgets that you actually have weak points.

One of these moments occured early on in your relationship; it was a silly mistake on his side really. When Taehyung asked him straight up if he was dating you, you didn't expect a huge love proposal; Jungkook wasn't like that. But a simple yes would've been okay as well- yet Jungkook being the cocky bastard he was, simply made a comment along the lines of 'nah, I'm just screwing her.' It was meant as a joke really, and it took him a good thirty seconds to notice your demeanor changing. Deep inside you, you knew he didn't mean it like that, yet it still hit you hard, especially considering his past hobby of trying to be the biggest manwhore around. When he'd went after you just when you had told him you'd be using the bathroom and not returning after a good ten minutes, he'd bursted into the womans bathrooms just in time to see you trying to wipe away your tears. His face had been priceless really now that you thought about it; before that moment you always had a hard time imagining that 'kicked puppy look' people always talked about- he didn't look like you just kicked him, but full on sucker punched his prized playstation out of orbit just for a laugh. He was totally unprepared and clearly had no idea what to do in that moment, never having needed to deal with tears in that way- and your face had hit him especially hard, considering how it was his fault at that. Considering how lost he really was he dealt with it quite sweetly, yet in a typical Jungkook fashion- uncaring of other woman and girls trying to get into the bathroom, he'd grabbed a considerable amount of tissue paper from the dispenser next to the sink you were standing in front of, promptly sitting you on top of it to properly have you at eye-level with him to wipe away your tears and smeared make up, telling you how you looked better without it anyways, and how sorry he was for being an utter asshole and idiot at the same time. You honestly started laughing at that. Not necessarily his comment even though it was true, but his extremely concentrated face, as if he was restoring an ancient artwork or something the likes of that. He audibly sighed at that, glad to know you didn't hate him. Because that was his innermost fear; you probably seeing the dickbag he thought he was underneath and leaving him for good. Not that he'd tell you that. You knew of that fear though.

Needless to say, it wasn't the only thing that happened between you both. Yet you've always overcome these things with ease, both of you growing surprisingly mature about arguments as time went on. Jungkook changed you as well- you were a wallflower before, and if you were honest, you kind of still were. But you were carrying yourself with a newfound confidence because of his daily praises- turning heads every now and then simply because you actually liked yourself these days. And Jungkook noticed as well- always commenting on how he didn't know if he liked the change or not, considering how much attention you now got everywhere you both went. You simply countered that with a simple comment along the lines of 'Now you know how I feel', because he was glowing up every month it seemed. Yet he stayed true to his words back then to you; he really did only have eyes for you anymore.

What really did piss him off was just how innocent you could be sometimes. It had him fuming how oblivious you could seem to others shamelessly flirting with you, yet he knew that he loved that about you just as much. The fact that you would willingly (and happily of course) let him corrupt you over and over again fuled his pride to no ends, making him feel like he was your knight in shining armor, even if it sounded sappy. Right now however he could really use some more patience, because he was sure his own amount was slowly running out. When he came back home, he didn't really have any plans, except for the one you had already agreed on. You both wanted to cook something tonight, nothing fancy, simply craving some kind of 'bonding time' as you called it, even though he had immediately told you this could be done in a different way, to which you blushed. He loved making you embarrassed, almost craving the way your flustered cheeks would turn into a beautiful red shade.

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He knew those plans would change however as soon as he spotted you on the couch in his living room. That itself wasn't something new since you lived here, but the attire you chose was rather.. unfair. He was supposed to keep it in his pants tonight, yet he could already feel himself rising against the fabric of his sweatpants at the view of you in a black shirt of his, oversized on your way smaller body. Yet that exactly did it- because that was all you wore, apart from your flimsy pair of pastel blue lace rimmed panties. You raised your head from out of your book and he was a goner as soon as he saw those eyes.

"Babydoll you're being really unfair right now." He groaned as he sat down on the couch, making you bounce a bit next to him. You looked at him confused, his patience snapping. Maybe it was his frustration that had filled up his mind during the day, or simply his habit of taking what he wanted when he wanted it, but soon enough you found yourself on his lap, your legs on either side of his. His hands were fast to reach under your, or more so his shirt, growling when he felt your bare breasts underneath his fingers. You really were asking for it.

Stop. Mission abort. Cancel all open tasks. Shutdown, emergency-

With a sigh the young boy detached himself from you, running a hand through his hair rather agressively. Even though he would usually not feel too bad about his actions, especially with you, considering he felt rather safe and comfortable around you, he had to remember the small argument you both had the night prior. It really hadn't even been an argument if he was being honest, and it was basically all on him that night, yet he felt like he needed to second-guess his actions now. It had been a simple question really, admittedly a fair one at that, however, it also was one he rather feared answering. Yes, Jeon Jungkook was actually scared of a mere question.

'Why won't you kiss me?'

Well, yeah. Why wouldn't he? To answer that would mean to expose himself, to open himself up, to be vulnerable- and even though he knew deep down that you would never use anything against him in an almost predatory meanor others in the past had, he couldn't shake the feeling off. The fear, of what he couldn't tell. He simply waved you off, telling you that you both didn't need those sappy gestures, and you had simply nodded, accepting that, even though he knew that you felt hurt by his answer. Hell, he felt hurt by his own answer. And what had hurt him even more was your reaction to it; somehow he wanted you to be offended, to openly dig at his wounds, to scratch at his scars and make him spill his blood into your hands. He didn't want you to feel like he only loved you physically, like he only wanted to own your body, because he craved so much more than your touchable form. He wanted to build his home into your very soul, wanted to surround himself with your voice and live in your very heartbeat- yet it didn't matter how romantic and oh-so poetic his own thoughts could be. It didn't matter at all if he couldn't say it.

He looked at you, internally cringing at the way you looked at him, utterly confused. You'd gotten so used to him using you that it made his own saliva taste bitter, making him crinkle his brows a little. "I-" He started, yet took a deep breath, his eyes aimlessly dancing over the plush carpet, analyzing the various shades of light brown it presented to him. Right now he hated it. Hated how it made his apartment, your apartment feel like home. He hated how it did fit into the living room even though he'd complained about you buying it, arguing that you started to take over his life back then when you both didn't even date each other. He hated how he fell in love with it after he'd seen you lay on it with your phone in hand, the small white fan in the corner of the room softly blowing your hair and clothes during the summer. He hated how he remembered spilling his soda on it one day, freaking out because he knew even if he would cover it up you'd notice, you always noticed. Just like now. Because the hand you'd placed on his shoulder as a form of comfort had never felt so heavy on him, like a brick trying to force his entire back down. "M' sorry.." He simply grunted out, putting his head in his hands.

"What're you sorry for?" You had laughed a bit uneasy, and he hated the sound of it. He always pictured himself as the man who was oh-so protective of you, yet right now he'd never felt so small. "Is it about yesterday? You don't have to change Jungkookie, I don't mind-" Yet he had to shut you up, turning a bit to look at you with a face melted into a vision of being thrown side by side by your own thoughts. This was exactly the issue. You didn't mind- and he knew that you didn't even lie about that- it made everything so much worse.

The nickname, the way you said it, the way you meant it- it all just punched his guts even harder. Instead of answering he simply took your face in his hands, placing his lips onto yours with so much emotion you could feel them trembling. His kisses turned into more than simple pecks, they turned into desperate cries of confusion, of insecurity, of so many things you would've never associated Jungkook with. Slowly your bodies fell into place again, with him laying you down on your back, a pillow falling down and knocking a fork down from the small table, yet none of you cared about it in that moment. As soon as you reached for his belt he'd grabbed your hand, holding them with such care. "No no- I-" He said, switching between kissing and talking. "I want to- no, I need to make love to you, yeah?" You squeaked at his sudden movement when he'd picked you up, trying to carry you to the shared bedroom, yet aborting that mission as well by simply sitting you ontop of the kitchen counter, the marbled stone cold underneath your butt. You gasped into the open air, the way he'd just lifted you with such ease making you feel so small- in every good way possible. Yet even though this wasn't the first time making out in the kitchen, this was new- to both of you. He had no clue what to actually do, exploring new territory as well as you did in that moment, never having gone slow before. Yet he slowly eased into it, his arms leading his hands over your exposed skin, fingers softly squeezing the flesh of your thighs. His kisses started to wander, caressing your neck, yet even though his dominant side was starting to show the more comfortable he got with what he was doing, you noticed a slight difference in his demeanor. His arms weren't limiting your movement, weren't moving you around to his hearts content- even though you would never complain about that- they were around you, his hands on your back, bunching up the fabric of his shirt in his hands, then letting go just to repeat like a kneading cat. "You're so sweet, so so sweet, did I ever tell you that?" He whispered almost like a secret, and you felt like he was bewitching you in a weird way. "Wanna keep you all to myself, wanna hide you like a secret." He said lowly, almost growled, and you felt yourself slowly fall for his word with every sound he made. "But I also wanna show you everyone, wanna show everyone how lucky I am, how I got the prettiest and sweetest of them all." He said, hands wandering up his shirt you were wearing, running over your soft breasts, squeezing them softly and relishing in the way they felt under his fingertips. He always loved your skin, even though you'd complained before how you disliked the slight chub on your lower belly, or how your thighs were thicker than most girls your height. Yet he couldn't find anything wrong with it, loving the way it gave you such a soft vibe and feel. This was you, every little flaw that you were seeing he saw as another thing to love about you, as sappy as it sounded. "You're my good girl, my best girl.." He said before he started to move your already ruined panties to the side, his fingers exploring your heat. "My only girl." He said, making you mewl into his neck, hands now grabbing his shirt for a change. He made you shuffle a bit closer towards him, standing between your legs while his tattooed hand pushed two fingers inside you, reaching to make you feel good, yet never going the usual pace.

"Jungkoo-ah- Jungkookie please-!" You sighed, and he simply chuckled, kissing your neck, down to your collarbone where he playfully nipped at the skin, loving the sounds you were making. "No no no, I wanna go slow yeah? Wanna make love babydoll, we got time.." He said, and you shot him a pout, making him laugh. "Come on I'm trying to be romantic here!" He said, and you reached for his jeans again- making him move your hands away again. "Nuh-uh. Good girls are patient. You can wait right, pretty girl?" He said playfully, making you pout again. He couldn't help but comply with you. How could he not? He loved you. He really did. Fuck, he really, really did. Undoing his belt and letting his pants fall to his knees along with his underwear, he reached for your butt, making you shimmy even closer to him so he could swiftly enter you, making both of you gasp out both in anticipation and relief from your side for getting your way.

The simple view he had of your form speared on his cock was the sole reason he loved every position that made him look at you. The picture in front of him just was too presious yet sinful to be wasted. He wished he could take a picture of it actually, yet he decided against it, having heard his phone fall out of the back pocket of his jeans before, and he was kind of too terrified to see his screen cracked yet. He also couldn't really think about it, the way your walls engulfed him occupying his mind almost completely. His arms encaved you, holding you against him as close as possible, creating a safe haven for you and your mindset. You always slipped into some sort of headspace whenever his praise and affection got to a certain point- something that had terrified you at first, making you feel a bit embarrased as well- yet Jungkook had assured you that it was completely okay and normal, having googled it someday back when he'd been bored on his phone. It was actually quite endearing that your mind trusted him enough to slip into such a vulnerable state, his pride feeding off if it to no end.

He wanted to go slow, yet by the end of it his pace had quickened to his typical ruthless tempo, making you gasp out bursts of breath against his neck, hands clawing at his shoulder blades though the material of his shirt, grabbing onto him for dear life, while on your fast lane to release. When he came himself his breathing got erratic from oversensitivity, yet he ignored it to bring you over the edge as well, even making you ride it out to its fullest afterwards. When you slowly deflated against him, hands simply reaching out for his body, he softly cooed at you, completely enchanted by you in your post-orgasmic bliss. Suddenly he laughed, resting his head in the crook of your neck. "God, why am I like this?" He said, soft smile turning bitter. "Can't even be soft for one fucking time." Yet your hand softly ran through his now slightly damp locks, head turning to look at him with so much endearment he could cry- well, he actually felt his eyes start to sting, but he swallowed them down.

"You don't have to, Jungkookie." You softly said, and he wanted to argue. "Don't change. You're perfect just the way you are. I love you either way. Doesn't matter if you buy me roses or screw me in the kitchen. I take any love you give me." He suddenly laughed, and his eyes turned into sparkling half moons, his bunny smile almost blinding you.

"God I love you."

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"Jungkookie?"

"hm?"

"I'm hungry."

"There's leftovers in the oven."

"You're not gonna treat me some chicken nuggets?"

"Tomorrow maybe. Its too late now baby."

"Come on, be a sweet baby-boy and do it-"

"Careful sweetheart."

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IT.IS.FINALLY.OUT.Thank you all so so much for waiting so patiently, I really didn't expect all of you to even stay, let alone shower me with all of your support- I really didn't deserve that! I hope I didn't dissapoint too much with it, since I didn't check for spelling errors :( I love you all, and I hope you're all staying safe and healthy during these times! Remember that spreading love begins with self-love, and self-love begins with small steps 💜

#jungkook #bts #bts fanfic #bts jungkook fanfic #jungkook imagine #dom!Jungkook #sub!read #jungkook x reader #bts imagine #bts smut #jungkook smut #bts fluff #bts angst #jungkook fluff #jungkook angst

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shibalen · 3 years

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♡︎ 𝒎𝒂𝒕𝒄𝒉𝒖𝒑 𝒇𝒐𝒓 @mmmarii

...

𝒓𝒐𝒎𝒂𝒏𝒕𝒊𝒄𝒂𝒍𝒍𝒚 i match you with . . .

𝒕𝒆𝒏𝒅𝒐𝒖 𝒔𝒂𝒕𝒐𝒓𝒊 !!

yihuu a chaotic couple!

you would have so much fun together—i can already see you picking up mcdonald's in the middle of the night and screaming from the top of your lungs on roller-coasters.

he's in love with your passion and fun personality ♡︎ if he thinks there's the slightest chance you shouldn't give up he'll give you a pep talk so cheesy you'd think it's straight from a shonen manga. which it partly is, tehe

Tendou makes his feelings known about everything, albeit in his own funky way sometimes. it makes it easier for you to follow his lead and rest assured you can say what's on your mind.

even you don't feel comfortable voicing your feelings, Tendou wasn't known as Guess Monster for nothing. he has incredibly high intuition which means he learns howbto read you quite fast.

he also has a lot to say (whether or nor the matter is important) so it's nice you're a good listener. it makes him happy to have someone pay attention to what he's saying instead of finding him annoying or creepy :')

he rants to you about manga at least two times a week, then you rant back about the series you've read. even better if you're talking about the same series.

he would definitely dote on you and be your personal, self-declared, protector from awkward situations. the type of boyfriend to order for the both of you at a fast-food place or a Starbucks ♡︎

"i want a coffee as dark and bitter as my soul."

"one vanilla latte with extra sugar and whipped cream, please!"

no getting around the fact that you will be teased (lovingly). i don't make the rules, sorry: you get Tendou you get playful teasing for free! expect your nose to be booped, getting glomped at random times and tons of silly nicknames as well!

he will cackle in the background as you're being blunt to someone, especially if they get annoyed about it but know you're in the right. he really appreciates your honesty.

then again, this boi will also melodramadically clench his chest the moment you call him out on something dumb he did smh.

Tendou knows well what's it like being bullied so he doesn't blame you for pending up your emotions. he understands and he wants to be there if you ever feel like talking about it.

he makes sure you know he's there for you should you need him. mostly he hints it with his actions but from time-to-time he will also ask directly if you want to talk or go murder a person to help you feel better.

𝒎𝒆𝒆𝒕𝒊𝒏𝒈 *:･ﾟ✧ .

it was already past midnight yet one particular street in town was bustling with life.

more specifically, there was a long line starting from one of the biggest bookstores running for at least a few blocks down. the reason for this was of course one of your favourite mangaka doing a signing and you absolutely had to get their autograph!

unfortunately, many, many others also had made it their mission to get their favourite volume signed, thus the camping outside the bookstore to get theirs guaranteed.

you had gotten a pretty good spot pretty much in the beginning of the line. the wait was almost over too, you were excited!

at some point, you took out your earphones to let your ears rest. however, instead you heard a discussion that made you cringe.

a couple talked about how the guy in front of them (and originally behind you) had been away in the bathroom way too long so they were conspiring to take his spot for their own.

"you can't do that," you straight out told them before wondering what you could even actually do to stop them. they were much taller, more intimidating.

as you'd expected, they didn't flinch and just raised their chins. it made your will crumble and crawl into a hole. "what does it matter to you?"

"sorry, coming through! that's my spot!" out of nowhere a tall figure forced itself between you and the imposing couple. it was a guy with strikingly red hair, and a chocolate ice-cream in his hand. "the 24h convince stores are just so far these days. not very convenient, wouldn't you say?"

you cracked a smile: not only at his dumb joke but also the way the couple immediately backed off at the menacing hint in the guy's voice. he knew exactly what they were up to.

then, something you didn't expect, he turned to you with a grin. "thanks for defending my spot. i saw it all unfold from afar. seesh, i'm glad some people still have courtesy!"

now you couldn't help but laugh at how he craned his neck, very pointedly referring to a certain two. amused, you introduced yourself. he, in turn, introduced himself as Tendou Satori.

the rest of the wait didn't feel like a wait at all. time passed all too quickly as Tendou swept you along with his jokes, expressions and rants. you were surprised you hadn't noticed him right behind you before.

you talked a lot about manga at first because it was a comfortable topic, but soon Tendou noticed you clearly had a lot more to say than you let on.

from that meeting onwards, he knew he wanted to become closer to you.

𝒃𝒍𝒖𝒓𝒃𝒔 *:･ﾟ✧ .

ngl your obliviousness made Tendou suffer a bit in the beginning |_・)

because he really wanted to be smooth and cool in front you but you didn't seem to notice the slightest. still, he recovered quite fast and just gave up trying to act out of character. good for him because you liked him better that way anyhowdies :D

he just did it because he was afraid you'd reject him otherwise, cause most girls have found him strange in the past :')

now Tendou ironically(?) kabedons you and tries to play the pocky game with you whenever he spots the chance.

very upfront now that he knows to be blunt, will run up to you with a pack of chocolate pocky and sing "Mar Mar, let's play, let's playyy!"

when you play video games together he often manages to make it a competition over something dumb

one time you won him in a shooting game and he had to (by his own rules) create a YT channel and post a video every single day for the next week.

boy legit did it, most of them about volleyball, manga, or chocolate. albeit he did convince you to do some couple challenges with him as well. these were the most popular videos because the viewers loved your dynamic ♡︎

the channel became surprisingly popular so the both of you actually continued it with pranks and more challenges until you got tired of it. it was fun as a temporary hobby tho!

"we could've been famous but we just ain't about that life" Tendou explains sagely to anyone who asks and you roll your eyes in the background because you love him cause he's the biggest absolute dork.

no joke he probably runs on energy drinks too, so it's not unusual for you to have sleepovers to study or just to watch anime and muder documentaries.

sometimes though you have to pit a hand over his mouth because he scene is too exciting and he's screaming and clinging to you.

thanks to these dates though, Tendou has discovered he falls asleep much easier when he's with you. of course, maybe there's something he can do for you to help you better too?

his limbs have gotten tangled in yours every time you've cuddled. idk if you think that's a good or a bad thing but Tendou is certainly having a good time being so close to you :3

dude bro reblogs most of the stuff you post/reblog on tumblr. also sends you on-anon inside jokes and cursed memes. you claim you have no idea who it is though he knows you know it's him.

organises the most amazing planetarium date the moment you say you've always wanted to go! boy is creative af so you'll have a blast!!

❦︎ 𝒊𝒏𝒌 𝒃𝒐𝒙

Tendou's jokes had gone too far but you couldn't tell him that.

it was just harmless teasing and he didn't mean it. still, the fact that he couldn't go a day without making a mean comment was starting to get on your nerves. he really had sardonic humour.

you kept it all to yourself, however, and went along with his wild ideas. mostly it was fun, the banter and jabs, but more and more things began to gradually irk you about his actions. why was his voice suddenly so loud? you'd never minded it before and even found it nice.

one morning though he ran up to you on the campus, full of life as always.

"good morning, Mariii! didn't sleep well tonight, huh? those dark circles are worse than the time Tsukomu tried on eyeliner."

you didn't think about it much, but it was too early in to morning for him to make fun of your efforts the previous night. you'd stayed up until the morning hours to finish an important essay that was due for today.

you didn't think about it, no, soyour reply came automatically:

"shut up already. geez, you're such a monster."

Tendou was about to throw his arms around you but halted not at your words but at the smile you were clearly struggling to hold.

he took a step backwards, seeing you were irritated. despite the wound from your retort, he tried one more time, in hopes to cheer you up even a little.

"wow, someone got off on the wrong side of the bed~"

and you walked away, too tired and annoyed to say anything.

Tendou was hurt and confused, left wondering what he said wrong since you hadn't minded his weird jokes before. and you were stuck ignoring him, overriden with thinking he was the only one at fault.

you can go on for days or weeks like this, depending on who approaches the other first. it will likely be Tendou because he wants to know if you're feeling better. he knows you didn't mean it.

still, if you ignore his approaches long enough, he might come to you weeks later with a different kind of talk.

𑁍 𝒋𝒆𝒘𝒆𝒍𝒍𝒆𝒓𝒚 𝒃𝒐𝒙

— favourite memory with you

Tendou is most fond of the memories where you are laughing together. for instance, the time you went to see his volleyball practice and he smugly said: "the next block is for Mari!" and he ended up missing the block. you almost teared up from laughter while his teammates mercilessly called him out on how lame he was. nevertheless, Tendou said it again and did and awesome black that time. afterwards as you were walking home he tried all sorts of tricks to cover up his first mishap. in the end, he settled the score and proof of his feelings with ice-cream and smooches ♡︎

— favourite activity to do together

a tough one!! your talks about manga and anything really. he loves beating you in video games too but also when he makes a chocolatey treat for you and you give him positive feedback! 100% will ask you if you want a kiss and give you a hershey's kiss instead (－‸ლ) thinks it's one of the funniest things in the world until you so the same and he crumbles onto the floor and cries from the karma.

— favourite place to kiss you

all over your face!! he does love pecking your cheeks and nose and forehead and temples and— also when you're hanging out and he as an arm slung over you he'll smooch your cheek because he's a protective boi ๑･◇･๑

— favourite nicknames to call you by

another dude who likes to come up with weird and sweet nicknames for you. 'baby' 'doll' 'sweet roll' also jokingly calls you 'boss' and 'commander' whenever you're deciding on something or asking him for a small favour like getting a plate from the top shelf or keeping your spot while you go to the bathroom in a cafe.

— favourite thing about you

how fun you and honest you are! you accept Tendou as he is and laugh with him. where as he has a slightly roundabout way of doing things, you are blunt and straight to the point which really draws him to you ♡︎

♡︎ runner up: Bokuto Koutaro

hey hey hey!! it's too bad tumblr won't tag you but i hope you see this still :0 it's been such a while after all and you've been waiting. i tried something new with the ink box because i felt like it was lacking impact, so now the solution will be up to you c: i really hope you like this. please take care of yourself ♡︎

#len's matches #matchups #haikyuu matchups #mmmarii #i couldn't find a single proper picture of tendou because he's such a meme #i love him

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uwumessenger · 4 years

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Since you watch ATLA can you write for the brothers with MC that gets their face stolen by Koh when that brother pisses him off? But let's say Diavolo helps MC get their face back later on so it's temporary and there's no need to worry much about MC never having a face again or anything ��

that's sCARY AS HELL omg koh definitely scared the living shit out of me when i was a kid LMAO thank you for saying that diavolo helps mc get their face back bc if i would cry if mc straight up disappears bc dont his victims end up somewhere "between life and death" 😳😳 ANYWAY

Lucifer

lucifer was supposed to meet with koh numerous times but flaked each time ...eek

so koh stole ur face by popping in and scaring u 🙈

koh entered ur room undetected and unannounced so when lucifer walks into your room all he sees is a faceless mc

his instinct is to blame mammon but you somehow communicate to him that it wasnt his fault

he tells diavolo about it and when diavolo says he can help get ur face back within a week, relief sets in

he helps you with anything you need and makes sure the other 6 dont bother or bully you in any way

never tells you that the reason why ur face was stolen was bc he was missing his meetings w/ koh but from now on he's sure to never flake again

Mammon

somehow managed to steal a mask koh had that was made completely out of gold idk how he did it but he did

he dragged u w/ him and koh stole your face once he realized what happened he said aight mammon it's onsite i am lit rally a facestealer

when he first runs away he deadass forgets you cant see so he has to go back to grab you and gun it

straight to purgatory hall to ask solomon for help. when solomon says it's out of his control yall go to diavolo

panicpanicpanic

luckily lucifer wasnt with him ! diavolo says that he'll help you out

theres almost no way that mammon could hide you from lucifer for an entire week so he convinces diavolo to let you stay in his castle

checks in on you A LOT and once ur back to normal the whole stolen face thing becomes blackmail B)

Levi

idk what he'd do to set koh off. it'd probably be more like

hey mc, let's visit koh and ask him if he has any manga from back in his day

and then you accidentally chuckle when koh looks at u and now u have no face

levi nicknames you no face as in no face from spirited away and doesnt think much about the fact that you dont have a face until he realizes oh, you doNT HAVE A FACE

he actually tells lucifer instead of trying to hide behind his back and then yall go to diavolo for help

he ends up feeling really bad and checks in on you occasionally as ur confined to your room

after you get your face back he'll still poke fun at the situation and call u no face smh

Satan

accidentally summoned koh to his room (on a bad day for koh) but koh went after u instead. now ur face is gone

he searches all his books for spells that could at least give you a temporary face but alas, there is nothing

lucifer is doing a room check and that’s how ur found out...eue

satan confesses to summoning koh but everyone still has to listen to the four hour lecture anyway

he likes to read different urban legends to you in the weeks that you guys wait for diavolo to fix ur face

right before you get your face back he marches to koh’s residence and rocks the shit out of him as he should

Asmo

asmo simply wanted to see if it was possible to charm koh and take all the faces for himself!

until u showed disgust on ur face at the wrong time while watching asmo. 2 be fair it was too hard to not cringe!!!!!

he would then try to charm koh into giving ur face back but eventually gives up and takes you straight to diavolo

hes in TEARS because ur beautiful face was stolen and it was all his fault </3 poor bb

but he feels happier when diavolo says he will get ur face back!

in the meantime asmo will most definitely draw on your face. when you get it back he compares all the photos of his drawings to your actual face LOL

but he'd also feel pretty bad so he'd give u a fat hug and apologize haha

Beel

err here it'd be more like you wanted to visit koh but not alone so u bribed beel with food to get him to come with

and ur doing fine until beel starts to try eating in koh's house when koh said specifically no eating in his home 😡😡 im sorry this is turning silly i really dk what to do fbdndndnd

koh's reaction startles you, but before you can put a straight face back on, koh turns and sees ur emotion then steals ur face

surprisingly he doesnt capture beel's either bc his face looked like his soul left his body

hes not afraid to ask for help but tries asking levi and mammon first, then satan, then solomon, before asking lucifer if he or diavolo could do anything

in the week that you're faceless, he's mainly concerned about the fact that u have no mouth so u cant eat!! D:

he definitely tries feeding you dhdjdjjd and gets very stressed when the food doesnt get through to you

by the time you have your face back hes ready to eat a bunch of ur favorite foods and snacks with you !

and ofc apologizes for not being as strict with you. now it'll take a lot more than a dozen cheeseburgers to visit someone so powerful and dangerous like koh ✋🏻

Belphie

this guy definitely said some shit to koh back in the day

upon running into him again in public, koh decided he would get his revenge by stealing belphie's face!

it was a flop bc belphie naturally isnt too expressive BUT koh shocked u to ur bones so it was ur face that got stolen instead

immediately tries to hide you but tells beel about it. this guy already semi-successfully killed u once so the amount of trouble he'd be in for getting ur face stolen....WHEW

obviously it's next to impossible to hide you and beel felt sad that you couldnt eat or drink or talk so he ratted belphie out LMAO

and it was straight to diavolo since lucifer was with him

while ur faceless, nothing really changes. hes still pretty much the same but he does ask you if you need anything and will prevent you from falling off the bed or couch and all that

when you're back to normal he doesnt really apologize BCNSNSJS bc he technically didnt do anything wrong but he tells you that he feels really bad and will protect you better!!!!!

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What a Marry, Merry Christmas! (part 1)

Disclaimer:I do not own Shingeki no Kyojin / Attack on Titan nor its characters.

Fandom: Shingeki no Kyojin / Attack on Titan

Parts: 「1」/ 「2」

Chapter 1′s Title: Hanji

Synopsis: "I love you Hanji Zoe, will you marry me?"

Rated: T

Pairings: Levi Ackerman / Hanji Zoe, minor Eren Jaeger / Mikasa Ackerman

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Author’s Note : again wow im late its not even christmas here anymore im so disappointed in myself smH. Anyways, merry christmas and happy holidays to y’all :) enjoy this cringe i wrote a year ago on ff net sigh; im gonna regret publishing this here lol

Mikasa had been playing with her daughter, Sachiko. Well, that was until she was disturbed by a loud thud at her door. The two of them flinched upon hearing the loud thud, curious as to what or who it was at their doorstep.

"Stay here, Sachiko." Mikasa had instructed before she approached the door cautiously. Sachiko gave a small obedient nod, restraining herself from letting curiosity get the better of her. The last thing Mikasa hoped it was, was a burglar at her doorstep who failed miserably at his or her plan. Then again, what idiot burglar would charge straight at a door, creating a racket? Well, whatever. Christmas was coming, the day of giving and gifting, and Mikasa didn't mind giving the burglar a nice punch to his or her stomach, that is, if it's a burglar.

Looking through the peephole, Mikasa relaxed her shoulders before she heaved out a heavy sigh to see who it was.

"Mama? Who is it?" Sachiko queried curiously.

"Who do you think would charge straight at a closed and locked door before knocking on it?" Mikasa groaned. Before Sachiko could answer, Mikasa unlocked and opened the door to reveal none other than Hanji, who was still murmuring, "ow, ow, ow…"

"Four-eyes!" Sachiko exclaimed eagerly before she sprinted over to Hanji. Mikasa's daughter had picked up that nickname from her uncle, Levi, who would often call her that. Hanji wasn't too bothered by her calling her that, it was more of she missed the times where she'd call her 'big sis Hanji'. It just had more of a nice ring to it, at least to Hanji.

"Ah, little Sachi!" Hanji giggled a little before embracing the little girl who jumped into a grasp. "And how many times have I told you that I'm big sis Hanji, not four eyes." Hanji had pouted as she tickled the girl a little, Sachiko laughed. "Okay! Okay! I'm sorry big sis Hanji!"

Mikasa only heaved out another sigh, shaking her head. A cold wind blew by, the snow following the breeze—which was thankfully not to Mikasa's direction. It reminded the raven it was winter—that it was freezing out. "Hurry on and come in, before either one of you catch a cold." Mikasa chided.

After being welcomed in, Hanji sat on the couch while Mikasa went to quickly brew them some tea. Shortly, she returned with three cups of herbal tea. After passing one to Hanji, the brunette took a quick slurp out of it. "I don't know what is it with you Ackermans and tea, but whatever you all make it's so good!" Hanji exclaimed.

"That shorty taught me when we were younger. So ask him. Anyway, what are you doing here?" Mikasa queried as she passed the next cup to Sachiko, who nodded a small thanks as she began to sip it slowly.

"Ahaha… well, you see…" Hanji murmured, before she started to explain her so-called predicament that she was now stuck in. Long story short, she didn't know what to get for her boyfriend, Levi. After listening to Hanji's rant about how hard is it to get a gift for Levi for about five minutes, Mikasa had cut her off. "And why does that bring you here?"

"Because you're an Ackerman! And he's an Ackerman! So, you should know what the best thing I could get him is! I mean, Ackerman logic!"

"Hanji…it doesn't work that way—ah, whatever." Mikasa sighed, it wasn't worth the effort to explain it to her. "You've been in a relationship with him for quite a long while, and you've already gifted him gifts before during Christmas, so why are you suddenly asking for help? I me—"

"That's because I heard from Erwin that he got something extremely, extremely amazing for me! And I… I don't want to… disappoint him…!" Hanji reasoned, with a small frown. Truth be told, Hanji had called Erwin not too long ago to ask what she should get for Levi. Unintentionally, the male had accidentally let it slip that Levi had gotten something major for her. Not to mention he said it was something so great, it'll bring her to tears. By the time Erwin realised he had accidentally let those 'secrets' slip, Hanji had ended the call before sitting out in the snow as she debated for a long while, about many things.

'What should I get for Levi?' Hanji pondered. It can't be anything less than what 'major' gift Levi had gotten for her, according to Erwin. It just can't. She wouldn't allow it. Not to mention, Christmas was Levi's birthday as well. So it had to be twice as special. Sure, she had given him gifts to Levi that she knew he truly liked, that he truly treasured. But the way Erwin had described Levi's gift… she now had the worry of what if it wasn't good enough?

It was a silly thing to worry, but still. Not to mention, Levi had recently been acting a little… weird.

But, no matter how long Hanji pondered in the snow, no gift came to her mind that'd be perfect for her boyfriend. At that realization, she groaned in misery before over-dramatically falling face-flat into the snow.

Then, that's when it came to her. By Ackerman logic, she'll just have to ask her. And that's how she ended up at Mikasa's.

It didn't take Mikasa long to notice the troubled look Hanji wore. She could understand how she felt, to a certain extent. "Hanji, I know that you may feel bad and worried, if Levi thinks your gift is terrible or if you think your gift is not good enough as compared to whatever that shorty is getting you. But—"

"Ah! So you understand me! So does that mean you'll help me get an amazing enough gift for h—"

"No." Mikasa answered bluntly, causing Hanji to pout before sipping her tea in a frustrated way. "Listen, Hanji. It's not that I don't want to help you. I don't mind helping you, it's just… ultimately, your gift for that shorty, your boyfriend, should come from your heart, your heart only." Mikasa explained, hoping she'd understand. "Besides… if you knew what I got for him, you would think twice about asking me." Mikasa sighed.

"Mikasa… I see…" Hanji murmured, in a soft way. Mikasa took it that she understood what she meant. But that wasn't exactly the case. "Well… now that you understand—"

"You, Mikasa Ackerman, just don't want to help me because you already got an amazing, major and spectacular gift for Levi!" She accused, sounding all grumpy. Mikasa stared at her blankly, blinked her eyes and then glanced at the drink she had given Hanji. It wasn't alcohol. Mikasa glanced again to double check and that herbal tea sure as hell wasn't alcohol, and yet, she was acting like a whiny child. Even Sachiko, her own daughter, was amused by her reaction.

"Hanji… that's not what I said and didn't you hear what I just said?"

"What did you get for Levi?" Hanji pouted, demanding an answer as well as ignoring her question.

"Hanji—"

"Tell meee!" She whined a little, and Mikasa couldn't help but bring her hand up to her face and just face-palmed herself. She couldn't believe she had to deal with… this.

"If Mama doesn't tell you, I'll tell you!" Sachiko exclaimed with a little smile. But even as she said this, she shyly turned towards her mother as if to seek permission. Mikasa shrugged in response, it wasn't as if it was a huge secret anyway. She was sure Levi would know about it anyway, what she had planned to give him.

"Mama got his favourite brand of detergent that just released its new model, its lemon scented by the way!" She grinned before continuing, "And I got him a mop! But not just any mop! The super absorbent and high quality one!"

At first, Hanji wasn't sure if she was pulling a prank on her. She looked to Mikasa, who gave a nod as if to confirm it. But even so, she remained in denial. "… You're kidding. What about Ere—"

"Oh? Papa? He's out shopping with Uncle Armin for gifts now. I think he's getting him a broom or… something." Sachiko shrugged. Hanji responded with a blank look, before grabbing Sachiko's shoulders and rocked her back and forth—in a playful manner, of course.

"Ehhhh? Sachi, you must be joking! It's not even April fool's! Don't you know Christmas is also his birthday? Don't you want to get him something extra special? I mean… I can see why Mikasa wouldn't want to… but—"

"Eh? But Four eyes…—" Sachiko giggled a little as she called out to Hanji, who then paused in her rocking action. "It's Big sis Hanji..!" Hanji groaned, cutting her off with a sigh, as if she felt defeated… for whatever reason. Well, regardless of whatever defeat, she still had it in her to correct Sachiko.

"Big sis Hanji." Sachiko corrected, with a small smile. "I know it's his birthday too! And that mop is super extra special! It's very absorbent! I know Uncle Levi will just love it!"

Hanji looked up at her a little, with a small puzzled look. "How do you know he'll love it…?"

"Well, the mop is just perfect for his small and short height!" Sachiko started off, Mikasa resisted the urge to laugh at that. She taught her daughter well, she thought. Sachiko continued, "I know it's just a mop, but still… I think he'll like it. He's been complaining about his old mops. So when Mama took me out to shopping, seeing this mop reminded me of him. And then, right then and there, I just knew he'd love it!" Sachiko beamed, Mikasa resisted the urge to laugh again. To think mops could remind her of Levi, it was just humorous. At least to Mikasa.

"… What are you trying to say, Sachi?"

"It's the thought that counts. That's what makes a gift special, because it comes from the bottom of your heart! At least that's what Mama told me, I believe in it anyway." Sachiko smiled. Hanji looked towards Mikasa, who gave a small nod.

"I know how hard it is, to find a perfect gift for someone you love, Hanji." Mikasa spoke softly. "But just as Sachiko said, it's the thought that counts."

"And yet you thought of detergent?" Hanji snorted, Mikasa rolled her eyes a little. "It suits a clean-freak like him. I put a lot of thought in that gift, for that matter."

"Yeah, yeah… I really appreciate both of your advice but still…" Hanji murmured, trailing off. It was obvious she was unsatisfied by the answers and lectured by the end of the conversation. Mikasa placed a reassuring hand on her shoulder as she spoke, "Don't worry about what gift to give him. You already gave him the best gift he could ever receive, and I can assure you it's better than whatever he wrapped up this Christmas for you."

Hanji looked at her, puzzled by her words. "What do you mean I already gave him the best gift…?"

Mikasa chuckled light-heartedly, before smiling warmly. "Hanji, it's you."

After that conversation she had with Mikasa and Sachiko, she left to the nearest mall Mikasa told her was located at. Mikasa had persisted that she should stay a little longer, so did Sachiko, considering it was still snowing out—and who knows? The snow might get heavier.

But Hanji refused the offer. She felt the sudden spark ignite within her, to which pushed her to get out and get something special for Levi, from the bottom of her own heart. With that goal in mind, she gave a hug to little Sachiko, a wave to Mikasa before she had set out on her hunt.

Once she had reached the mall, she began to look around, hoping she'd find something for Levi, something that was from the bottom of her heart. As she continued to search, many random thoughts popped into her mind, as well as a few memories she shared with Levi.

Truly, she couldn't really ask for any gift better than the male, her boyfriend, who put up with all her bullshit, and still loved her dearly for many years. She felt her cheeks burning, her heart thumping as she recalled some heart-warming moments in their life. She then figured she wanted to get him something that'd just express just that.

"Something from the bottom of my heart…" Hanji murmured to herself. She paused in her steps and sighed. She had walked almost all over the mall, yet she found nothing that matched what she felt from the bottom of her heart. "There must be something…" Hanji grumbled, before she looked up and around… and saw something that caught her eye. It was on display, well, not for long. Instantly, she rushed over to it, pressing her face against the glass as she stared at it elatedly.

Her cheeks flustered red even more, as she exclaimed, "That's it!"

Christmas rolled by quickly, the celebration was to be held at Levi's this year. It was still early, so no one came yet… well, except for Hanji.

"Took you long enough. Tch." Levi clicked his tongue, rolling his eyes as he let the brunette in. "Give me a break, you're the one who told me to come earlier to help you set up decoration." Hanji pouted.

"If you didn't want to, you could've refused, shitty glasses." He scoffed. Hanji rolled her eyes, "And you could've refused dressing up as Santa last year, yet you didn't… I still have pictures." She teased lightly, a grin plastered on her lips before placing her bag on the couch.

"Shut up." He grumbled, his eyes darting to the ground. Hanji sat down on the couch quietly. There was this silence for quite a while. It was odd, considering for one thing, Hanji wasn't one to… well, keep quiet. At least not for a prolonged period of time. But whenever she did, it'd be because something was weighing on her mind… and it didn't seem like she was the only one who had something on her mind.

"I have something to tell you." The two suddenly said in sync, breaking the silence that had been lingering itself in the atmosphere.

"You… go first." Levi spoke, to which Hanji shook her head at. "No, you should. You seemed to have something weighing on your mind for… quite a while." Hanji insisted. For the most part, Hanji rather have Levi go first for one reason—just in case if he was breaking up with her, considering not only had he been acting weird recently but the way he said that he had something to tell her was… odd. Very odd. His tone was different, as if he were afraid of something. Hell, now even Hanji was afraid. Afraid of one too many things now, afraid if her gift would burn itself to ashes.

Levi, on the other hand, took a deep breath, closing his eyes briefly. Definitely, something was on his mind. Hanji couldn't tell if she wanted to find out or not, she never felt so tensed before. Not wanting to delay what he had to say any further, Levi opened his eyes, which fixated itself to Hanji's brown orbs.

Hanji suddenly felt her muscles relaxed, surely… with such a soft look in his eyes that were now gazing at hers… this… wasn't a breakup… right?

Before she could think any further, Levi got on one knee, took out a small box, before he opened it, revealing a beautiful ring.

"Hanji Zoe, I love you. Will you marry me?"

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