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: ̗̀➛ MAMA. paul lahote

paul lahote x pregnant!reader

fluff ! emotional ! teasing ! mentions of sex !

paul loves to tease you, even when you're carrying his pups

rubbing a hand over your back, you tried not to fall flat on your face as you got up to go to the bathroom for the fifth time that night.

you were starting to seriously regretting being pregnant. despite it being seven months, you were sick of carrying around a giant stomach and a baby that loved kicking.

"baby," pauls voice pulled you out of your thoughts as you climbed back into bed. "stop getting up, i can't sleep when you're up all hours of the night."

you huffed, "i wouldn't be getting up if someone could keep their hands to himself." you rolled away from him and crossed your arms.

"oh baby, c'mon," he kissed down your shoulder. "you know you were the one begging me to put a baby in you, hmm?"

the blood rushed to your cheeks as you turned, slowly, to wack him in the chest. he just laughed at you and pulled you in towards him. despite your baby bump being in the way, he managed to wrap his arms around you and tuck you under his arm.

"you're so beautiful, mama."

he kissed yup your neck as you hummed, taking it as a sign to continue. "holding my pups f'me," he kissed over your stomach and glanced back up at you.

the way he still looked at you like you were an angel, something sent from an almighty being just for him, all for him.

"careful, someone might think you're enjoying this," you swatted him on the head as he climbed back up to join you.

"i think you enjoy me being pregnant a lot more than I do." you frowned at your swollen stomach.

he kissed your brows before settling in beside you. "yeah, but you'll enjoy being the best mama out of both of us."

you could get used to hearing that.

#paul lahote x yn #paul lahote x reader #oneshot #paul lahote imagine #twilight saga #twilight #the twilight saga #shapeshifter #paul lahote x pregnant!reader #✎dosiewrites #paul calls himself mama #paul calls reader mama #mommy? #mommy? sorry. mommy? sorry. mommy? #mommy? yes.

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: ̗̀➛ BOTHERED. shinso hitoshi

shinso hitoshi x gn!reader

pinning ! flirting ! suggestive themes ! reader wears a skirt for the first time !

hitoshi is a thighs man. and fuck, you get him with that skirt.

― hitoshi whose never told you but he loves your thighs

― he knows you've never slept with anyone, and even if he has, he's not going to pressure you or start that conversation with you.

― it happens in school, both of you in your third year. you're in different classes so you only see eachother at lunch. usually, he'd walk you from the dorms but he had a training session with aizawa early and couldn't see you.

― and then he sees you.

― then he sees what you're wearing.

― he's literally breathless??? holy fuck?? the skirt you're wearing is a part of the uniform, but you'd only worn pants from when you started school till today, apparently.

― its hiked up around your waist, flowing down till it sits just covering the edge of your butt.

― he cannot look away for the life of him oh my god someone get this man some water he's so fucking thirsty for you.

― he doesn't say anything until he's walking you back to the dorms and he shoved you against the door to the building, knee between your legs and his hands gripping your hips.

― "fuck, kitten, can't think straight when you're all dressed up" and he's kissing down your neck so feverishly you think you have a cold.

― his hands are wandering and there;s hickeys on your neck and then you finally drag him inside and you have to wear your pants the next day because of the hickeys covering your thighs.

#✎dosiewrites #oneshot #blurb #mha #my hero academia #hitoshi shinso #mind jack #hitoshi x reader #hitoshi shinso x reader #hitoshi shinso x y/n #yn my hero academia #hitoshi shinsou #shinsou x reader #hitoshi shinsou x reader #hitoshi shinsou smut

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ˏˋ°•*⁀➷ HELP. jacob black

jacob black x gn!reader

sad and emotional ! suicide ! self harm ! pain ! jealousy !

you were always quiet, never asked for help.

it was almost ironic, really.

standing at the edge of the cliff, dressed in your nicest dress with your nails painted and makeup done. no doubt they'd take it all off when you were found - if you were found.

you couldn't help it, the ache in your chest easing slightly as you rubbed the silk of your dress between your fingers.

you had tried, of course you did, therapists and counselors, nothing ever helped the pain that sat in the back of your head. going to school on the reserve was okay, you had a few friends, but never did you think you'd be pushed to this point.

you felt it before he did, you think, the way you held your eyes against his and felt a tug in your chest, as though your centre of gravity changed. he'd gone through his changes, spending less time with you after getting sick and cutting his hair.

jacob black was one of your closest friends, and you'd loved him for years. you had no problem admitting it, you were sure he already knew, which is why he'd spent so much time away from you recently.

rubbing your hand over your arms, trying to protect yourself from the cold, all you felt was the goosebumps that littered between the scars travelling up your arm. they were red, irritated and scabbed over, fresh but now brand new.

you couldn't help it. after jake had come back from his week off school, and your eyes had pierced his own, he stopped speaking to you all together. every day felt like pain, as though your intestines were being torn out of your body and you couldn't stop it.

with your stomach open and your bodily functions failing, the only thing that distracted you was the constant burn of your blood running down your arms.

you were sure he knew, you'd sent him a text before you left and let him know what you were doing.

you were sick, in many ways. the cough rattling in your throat, your chest constricting with every breath, your lips dry and cracked. no doctors appointment or medication could fix this.

hearing a sudden chime from your phone, it had been the only one to distract your focus. quickly pulling yourself away from the edge of the cliff, you picked up your phone from the pile of your belongings.

as soon as you had, you dropped it, your body collapsing to the ground and a scream cutting through your throat. it was as though your energy left your body, as though you were helpless and stuck on the ground for someone to find and kill; like prey.

you pulled yourself towards the edge of the cliff, nails aching with the dirt, grime and sticks poking and prodding them. your pretty dress covered in mud and dirt, torn by rocks and scratches over your legs. you hadn't worn shoes, maybe you should have.

you didn't think about that, not as you pulled yourself over the edge, pummeling towards the water crashing against the rocks at the bottom of the cliff. you didn't think about the howls you heard, the wind rushing through your ears or the heartbeat that sounded in your chest.

all you thought about was the text you'd received, it had come from his phone but not from jake.

'he's with bella.'

#jacob black x reader #twilight saga #twilight x reader #✎dosiewrites #oneshot #twilight #bella swan #jake black #jacob x reader #twilight jacob black x reader #angst #jacob black angst #sad jacob black imagine #jacob black imagine #jacob black x you

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: ̗̀➛ THE DOOR. midoriya izuku

midoriya izuku x fem!reader

smut ! talking during sex ! blurb

midoriya has waited all week and he won't let anything interrupt him

— midoriya who begs you to let him eat you out as soon as he walks into your dorm room

— the last time he'd been down there, you two had been interrupted by one of your friends demanding you head into town, and deku, being the sweet boy he is, let you go without hassle

— he did have to fuck his fist right after you left but that was okay

— but today, as soon as training ends, he's pushed your through the entrance of his dorm, so your friends can't come looking for you again

— and then your front is pressed against the door, back arched and hands gripping onto whatever divits you could find.

— his hands spread apart your cheeks, and he moans, genuinely moans, as seeing your glistening cunt fluttering around nothing.

— you aren't even naked, your skirt simply bunched around your waist and your tights and panties pulled down around your ankles. midoriya is still fully dressed, but his shirt is unbuttoned.

— its barely a second that you get without his lips pressed against you, and then his tongue is pressing in and slipping through your folds and you cant think

— you're moaning against the door, izuku has his face pressed so far between your cheeks you think he'd suffocate, and you can feel the tip of his nose press against the pink rim of your hole.

— "midoirya? you in there?"

— its fucking todoroki.

— you go to straighten up and get yourself presentable, pushing off the door, but then midoriya is pushing his finger through the fluttering mucle of your ass, and you have to shove your hand into your mouth to bite back a moan.

— "hey todoroki! you need something?"

— somehow holds a full length conversation with todoroki in between tonguing your slit and lapping at your juices.

— you smack him at the end of it.

#✎dosiewrites #oneshot #bnha midoriya x reader #bnha #midoriya izuku x you #midoriya x reader #midoriya smut #bnha midoriya izuku x reader #midoriya izuku x yn

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: ̗̀➛ GET ON. roronoa zoro

roronoa zoro x gn!reader

fluff ! suggestive themes !

zoro loved to push himself to the absolute limit, and your touch sure does wonders.

you hadn't meant to stick around on the ship, but of course, who does.

you'd found yourself lost out at sea, and although you didn't have any powerful devil fruit powers, you still could not swim.

lufffy had found you, welcomed you a board and let you stay on their ship until they found their next island, where you'd be able to get your bearings.

of course, that had not happened, and now you'd become a valued member of the straw-hat pirates.

you had your favourites though.

that was exactly what brought you into your current position.

roronoa zoro was a gruff many of not many words, but the few he'd spoken to you made your heart flutter like a school girl. even finding yourself up late, whispering with nami and robin about just how badly you wanted the mossheaded man.

you had never trained with him, you knew his training regime was far too hefty for yourself, but watching him sway his swords and dance around you shirtless? that was training you'd accept.

"well?" zoro stared down at you; you weren't small, but you weren't big either, with a raised brow.

"uh- what? no! yes! yes I'll do it." mentally cursing yourself, your brought your eyes to the ground and missed the way the tips of his ears burnt red as you fumbled over your words.

he rushed out and you followed after him, fingers fidgeting with your nails and any flaking skin you could peal off, both of you walking towards the crows nest.

you had not been listening when zoro had asked his question, and the way you had so blindly said yes had made you even more nervous than before. were you agreeing to let him throw you over-board? you'd let him-

he pulled himself into a plank, no struggle and no sweat, and looked over at you unexpectedly. "get on." oh.

you ignored the butterflies in your stomach, quickly rid your head of any and every single thought you'd ever had, and made your way towards him. it took you a second, glancing down at your shorts, cursing yourself for not wearing pants, and then looking back up at him, for you to finally straddle his back.

he was warm. so very warm. you could feel his heart beat pulse through where your hands were, and you could feel his muscles tense under your thighs. you let out a puff of air, trying to keep your composure so that you could situate yourself.

zoro was in no better condition.

he'd admired everything about you, the way you stood your ground and fought for what you thought, the way you weren't afraid to admit that you'd made a mistake or miscalculated, but most importantly just how soft your skin was against his.

he shifted his hands to shop his body from shaking. others may have thought he was already reaching his limit, but feeling your hands run down his back was giving him hell.

he could feel the curve of your ass sitting on his lower back, feel the way your thighs clenched out of fear and the way you lifted them anytime he came closer to the ground.

he could feel your nails digging into his sides anytime he shook slightly too much, suppressing a groan and biting down so hard on his lip that the calming taste of blood filled his mouth.

you were never going to be okay again.

you were sitting on his back, his muscles flexing underneath you, his lungs filling and deflating with every breath, he felt so surreal underneath you.

of course, everything had come to an end when you and him both heard nami calling out to the crew, leaving you to hastily climb off his back and race towards the girl, mortified.

zoro hadn't even made it past ten.

#roronoa zoro #zoro x reader #one piece x reader #one piece x yn #zoro x y/n #one piece #one piece imagine #✎dosiewrites #zoro imagine #one shot #imagine #anime #straw hat pirates

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: ̗̀➛ HIPS. jegulus

james potter x regulus black

sexual tension ! leading up to smut ! swearing !

james is handsy, and regulus is all about james' hands

it was like touching fire, holding it in his hands and burning blisters into the spaces between his fingers. his body was warm, hot, like it had never been before.

regulus rolled his hips again, pressing himself down into james' lap, who could only groan at the action.

"fuck, reg." he breathed, pressing his mouth into the boys neck. "i need a second before you make me finish in my pants."

regulus paid the boy no mind, instead pulling james' curls into his hair and softly groaning into his ear.

no one would see them, almost the entirety of hogwarts was packed into the room of requirement, meaning they would be free to kiss and grind against each other with no wandering eyes to judge them.

running his hands up the back of his shirt, james' hissed at just how soft regulus felt in his hands, almost whimpering as the boy kissed down his jawline.

he would have hickeys but fuck was it worth it.

regulus could feel the tent in james' pants, matched by his own no doubt, but continued on with digging himself into the boys growing erection.

james might have burst, growling and flipping them over so that regulus was laid against the couch in the corner of the room, his shirt pulled up and his pants straining against his crotch.

james, who'd long since forgotten his manners, pressed himself onto the boy, biting down his neck and pulling open the button down shirt the slytherin wore.

"james," regulus whined, lifting his hips, "that was my shirt-"

"i don't give a fuck, reg."

james groaned, letting his head fall onto the boys chest and press their hips together, his hands leaving a trail of embers up regulus' chest.

"now be good, turn over and let me fuck you."

#jegulus #james potter x regulus black #regulus black #james potter #marauders era #jegulus smut #james potter smut #regulus black smut #✎dosiewrites #smut #one shot

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: ̗̀➛ THE COUCH. kiribaku

kirishima eijirou x gn!reader x katsuki bakugo

fluff ! awkwardness ! bakugo is mean ! drinking ! reader is heavyweight ! suggestive !

you find yourself in a slightly awkward situation at a party

to anyone moving past, they would most likely believe that you and the two boys beside you were friends.

if it were anyone else, you may have believed you were friends, but you'd spoken exactly three words to bakugo katsuki and held one, albeit very long, conversation with kirishima eijirou.

the couch itself had three spots, usually people would cuddle up and you could fit four or two of you on the couch, but with the way the boys were sitting you knew there was no chance of escaping or adding another to the pile.

you'd been sitting by yourself when kirishima found you, immediately sitting by your side and striking up a conversation. you had to admit he was cute, with the way his bandanna sat on his head, pushing his hair back. he wore a white singlet with a hawaiian button down, black pants to match.

he'd gotten more drunk as the night went on, surprisingly you were more heavyweight than even he was. and he'd promptly passed out after his seventh strawberry cocktail of the night.

he'd ended up his his forehead pressed against your shoulder, arm wrapped around your waist, and his drink poured down your knee. it was almost cute, the small snores he let out.

bakugo had found you both not soon after, and you were worried he would think you were taking advantage of his friend, so you had tried to push kirishima off you but it only ended with him gripping you tightly and groaning at you.

"bakugo, i'm not-"

"shut up," you could only notice the pink dusting his cheeks, eyes half lidded and his body swaying lightly. were you the only sober one at this party?

he had promptly sat himself down in the spot next to you, throwing his leg over your own, coincidently spreading open your thighs and most likely showing off the underwear you wore.

you blushed, trying to pull your legs back together and failing. bakugo laid back against the couch and left you having to push your hands into your lap.

you gave a slightly wave to someone who walked past.

#kiribaku x reader #kiribaku x you #kiribaku #kirishima x bakugou #kirishima x bakugo x reader #kirishima eijirou #bakugo katsuki #✎dosiewrites #oneshot #my hero academia #bnha bakugo katsuki #drinking #kiribaku fallinga sleep

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ˏˋ°•*⁀➷ CLOSET. midoriya izuku

midoriya izuku x gn!reader

suggestive themes ! seven minutes in heaven ! kissing ! fluff !

you accidently pulled midoriya from the hat for seven minutes in heaven

you were stuck in a closet.

despite the light being broken, there was a small stream of light coming from outside of the room, and it was showing everything you needed to see.

there were a few boxes, most of which had been taken out just so that some of the boys could fit into the small room, and god did you enjoy being pressed against some of them.

you'd been pulled into the room twice now, once with mina, who didn't kiss you but did insist on giving you a pretty pink hickey, and denki, who you did kiss but promptly electrocuted the both of you before it could go anywhere.

now, you were stuck facing the wall while midoriya pressed himself against your back. not that he had a choice, he was taller than you and larger, with broad shoulders and large arms, it was surprising he even fit inside the closet at all.

you'd been pushed in, hence why your front was pressed against the door to the closet, but you could still feel midoriya's hands lightly hovering over your hips and his crotch pressed against your backside.

you let out a huff of air, you'd be standing here for another six minutes, just have to wait until then. but the cramp in your leg hurts and all you can do is slightly shift your weight from one foot to another.

to you, its a simple movement.

to midoriya, you're pressing against him and his cock is starting to strain against his jeans. he can't even slip a hand between you to cover it because then his hand would be pressed against your rear.

its two seconds before he's completely hard, and you freeze in place. he knows you feel it, god who wouldn't feel it?

this will be a long 5 minutes and 30 seconds.

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: ̗̀➛ OPEN. kirishima eijirou

kirishima eijiour x gn!reader

fluff ! open relationship ! cheating ! unhappy marriage ! jerk!midoriya ! reader is reffered to as 'wife !

your husband wants to open your marriage, and kirishima has been waiting for so long

sipping lightly on the champagne you had ordered, you ignored the slight buzz running through your stomach. as much as you wanted to claim it was the drink, you knew it was the nerves.

you still wore your wedding ring, the green jewel sitting on full display. you turned it around to face your palm with a frown.

you were a wife, a wife to izuku midoriya, deku, the number one pro hero. you thought you treated him well, acting like a good little housewife for him whenever he went away.

however, you couldn't ignore the sutble glances you gave him every now and then. you weren't a pushover, no, but you let things slide under the rug when it came to midoriya.

the pieces of clothing you'd find tucked away in his draws when doing the laundry, the way he would hide his screen at the dinner table, too many late nights at the agency. you weren't stupid.

maybe you were, otherwise you would have left him, demanded for a divorce like mina and suggested and ran off. only, you had sat and listened to his excuses and his suggestions of how you both could work on the relationship.

you scoffed, like you needed to work on anything for him.

he'd suggested an open marriage maybe three, four months ago. tabloids had blown up after you agreed, 'pro hero deku seen courting fellow hero uravity!' 'deku seen with another woman, without wedding ring?' 'are the midoriya's still in love?'

you shook your head and pulled out your phone. you hadn't dabbled in dating, hadn't even thought of going through with izuku's idea until momo had suggested it.

“you should take him up on his offer,” she had texted your right after getting off the phone and listening to you rant about him for the seventh time. “go on a couple dates, see how quickly he comes running back to you.”

and so here you were, dressed up, covered in red. a passerby may have believed you were being stood up but you weren’t, you’d arrived almost half an hour earlier.

maybe this was wrong, maybe you should just call him up and tell him you weren’t ready-

“am I late?” you lifted your head, eyes dancing up the black suit with red accents that stood in front of you. he was taller, much taller that you or izuku, with his hair neatly slicked back, most likely freshly dyed due to the red stains on his forehead.

he held a bouquet of flowers, gripping the bottom of them so tightly you were worried they might break, and his other hand gripping the back of his chair.

you hadn’t responded since he spoke, too enthralled by his sharp teeth and the way the suit clenched around his muscles.

“no!” you jumped at your own voice. “no. sorry, im- you’re just on time.” you smiled and let out a puff of air, straightening yourself up.

“good. shit, oh- sorry, I was so worried i’d be late, didn’t want you to think of me standing you up.” he rubbed the back of his neck.

eijirou kirishima, pro hero red riot. you kept your eyeroll to yourself at mina’s obvious matchmaking. she had told you just how enamoured he was with you ever since he’d seen you at one of the hero galas.

of course, you’d never seen him so dressed up before. “you look stunning.” you smiled, covering your mouth with your hand to try and stop the blush running up your neck.

“im- mina said you liked red, so.” you shrugged, picking up a menu despite already knowing what you wanted.

“i’d like you in anything,” you raised your eyebrows, peeking at him and noticed the pink covering his cheeks.

izuku didn’t compliment you much, not when you’d go out to dinners and not when you’d been at home.

“if this date goes well, I might just show you in my winter wear.” you winked at him, and he let out a laugh in response. he shook his head and raised his hand for a waiter.

you furrowed your brow and bit your lip, ignoring the slight flutter in your stomach as you compared his actions to things izuku would do.

he wasn’t rude, but being number one had gone to his head and somewhere along the way he started figuring out he could do whatever he wanted, so usually he’d walk straight to the kitchen and order straight from there.

as the waiter came around, kirishima glanced up to ask you what you wanted, giving you the chance to snap out of your thoughts.

“uh- could I please have the cheese steak?” the lady nodded, sending you a polite smile before collecting your menus. it was a stark contrast to the way most waitresses would glare when you were with izuku.

“so,” eijirou was nervous. he wouldn’t admit it to anyone, because he didn’t want you to think he was worried and uncool, but god was he nervous.

staring over at you, his breath kept catching every-time your eyes glanced up at home. your jewlery doing nothing in comparison to the red over your chest.

he would have to thank mina for the suggestion.

“do you want to talk about it?” you knew what he was talking about but you hadn’t expected him to ask, no one had asked you about it.

“no, no.” you smiled up at him, “we’re on a date. I wan’t to talk about you.”

everything had been amazing. kirishima had paid for the dinner, even after you’d tried to pay, and he’d promised to let you pay next time. you couldn’t ignore the way it made your stomach tighten.

he’d even walked you to the front door, where you were sure izuku would have already had his guest come and go. meaning you wouldn’t have much time before he came down to see who you were with.

“I hope you had a good time. with me- I mean.” kirishima pursed his lips. you stood up two of the steps and only just reached the same height as him. he held your hand in his own and rocked it back and forth.

“I did,” you swallowed, ignoring just how nice he felt with your hand in his, how warm he was. “i’m really looking forward to the next one.”

you pulled him forward by his tie and pressed a chaste kiss to the corner of his lips, pulling back only for him to pull you back in, his lips stopping just before your own.

“please-“ he whimpered, letting you know that it was you that got to make the final move. you crashed your lips against his, wrapping your arms around his neck and feeling his clench the fabric on your waist.

the flick of the porch light made you well aware of your predicament, the both of you splitting a part as the door swung open.

izuku, shirtless and dressed in his grey sweatpants, arms crossed and staring down at the both of you.

“oh. izuku, this is-“

“kirishima.” izuku nodded, completely ignoring you and staring the taller man down. if he was scared. eijirou didn’t show it and instead nodded back and turned to you.

“ill see you round, alright?” he waved and moved back towards his car, letting you turn your attention back to izuku.

#✎dosiewrites #kirishima x reader #midoriya x reader #bnha #my hero acamedia #bnha x reader #one shot #cheating #angst #bnha kirishima #kirishima eijiro x reader #oneshot #midoriya izuku x reader #my hero academia x reader #kirishima eijirou x you

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: ̗̀➛ MISTAKEN. james potter

james potter x gn!reader

fluff ! non-sexual touching !

james potter mistakes you for a good friend of his

you suppose it could have been your hair.

having just recently cut it short, the hair fell just above your shoulders and closely resembled resident play boy sirius black. a few of your friends had pointed it out, laughing to themselves and mocking you.

however, no one had actually mistaken you for black, you were safe from that aspect of things, until james potter had sauntered in without his glasses and without his boys.

you hadn't expected it, you hadn't even been looking at him, but he threw himself onto the bench and planted himself in your lap, eyes shut and hand roaming around your plate for some of your breakfast.

your friends found it hilarious.

as much as you would have liked to find it funny, his head was resting over your thighs and your skirt was much too high for anything humorous to come from this situation.

james potter was laying on your lap.

"uhm, excuse me, potter?" you weren't sure if he was aware, but knowing just how bad james' eyesight was, you wouldn't put it past him for thinking you were sirius.

"not now, i'm busy." he rolled himself over, so his nose was almost pressed against your lower stomach, and rested his arm over your knees.

"potter." you hissed at him, shaking him slightly and hoping not to embarrass him. "potter, you're in the hall, wake up!"

"prongs! i can't believe this!" sirius black's unruly shouting never ceased to wake up any of the tired students in the hall. he may have believed it was his aura, but it was just how loud he was that early in the morning. "i wake up late and i've found you've replaced me, with a smaller me!"

pursing your lips together, you watched as james groaned and finally pushed himself out of your lap. you'd expected him to shoot off apologies, but all he had done was run a hand through his hair and shoot you a wink before darting off.

he'd left his glasses sitting on the table infront of you.

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: ̗̀➛ FEMININE. roronoa zoro

roronoa zoro x fem!reader

fluff ! mutual pining ! flirting ! university / sports team!au

zoro likes the look of the new cheerleader who can't keep her eyes off him

it had been exactly a week and three days since you'd moved to the grand university, and your new life was turning out much different than you'd espected.

exactly three minutes after walking into your first class, you'd learnt almost everything about the red haired girl currently on your right, and had already agreed to try out for the cheerleading team.

nami, the read head, was extremely friendly and never let you go anywhere on your own, and due to just how large the school was you'd never been so greatful.

shaking your head, you paid attention to the way your skirt flittered slightly around the top of your thighs, the bike-shorts underneath peaking at the bottom. the uniform was orange overall with white accents, the skirt sitting just above your hips and the top cutting off just below your ribs.

nami, who was already dressed and ready to go, had been helping you set your hair right. this was the first game of the season and you were, understandably, nervous.

"stop frowning, you'll crease your foundation." nami flicked you in the forehead slightly, kicking your shoes towards you.

"i can't help it." you sat on the change-room bench and changed your socks, making sure to keep your feet off the ground until you placed them in your shoes. "i've never done anything like this, nami."

"you're a natural," she sat beside your and threw an arm around you. "besides, people won't really pay attention to you much since you're on the side." you let out a sigh and smiled at her.

"okay okay, we're gonna be late, c'mon!" grabbing her pole, which she used in the routine, the two of you made your way towards the stadium.

"nami!" you glanced towards nico robin, one of the taller girls on the squad, before looking back over to the field, where the school's team was wandering over to the three of you. nami had her arms wrapped around you, trying her best to warm you up. the rest of the girls had gotten used to the cold win, but you had yet to. "give me a kiss for goodluck?"

"not a chance, sanji. don't you have a game to prepare for?" blackleg sanji was one of the boys who nami had tried to keep you away from, claiming that while he never really overstepped boundaries, he was obsessed with women.

"i can always spare a minute or two for my girls!" he winked, his eyes rolling over to you. "oh-ho! who might this pretty thing be?"

"none of your business, sanji! go away" nami took her arms from around you and pushed on his chest, leaving you just as cold as before.

you all watched them interact, sanji thanking nami for speaking to him and her responding by kicking him in the shins. you shivered, pulling your arms around you.

your routine had gone perfectly, and the entire squad had congratulated you on it, so your nerves were no longer an issue. however, the tips of your fingers turning blue happened to be.

the horn sounded before you could think, and the boys raced over to the middle of the field, nami happily skipping back over to you.

"hey, is that zoro's?" it took you a minute to realise she was looking at you, pointing at the jacket that sat around your shoulders. you hand't even noticed it, but now that it was slung on your shoulders you felt much warmed and shoved your hands into the pokcets.

"who? i'm- i don't even remember putting it on." nico rolled her eyes at you.

"he put it on your shoulders before the horn sounded." you lookaed around the field and then glanced back at her. "he's got the green hair." you glanced out on to the field in time to see zoro wink at you before turning back towards the game.

#roronoa zoro #roronoa zoro x yn #zoro x reader #zoro one piece #zoro x you #zoro x yn #✎dosiewrites #one piece #nico robin #nami one piece #blackleg sanji #fluff #oneshot #mutual pinning

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hello ella! can i request a sirius black x shy!reader in which the reader is telekinetic and sirius asks her to use her telekinesis to prank somebody, just a whole lot of fluff please! and they're a couple btw. thank u in advance! -🐛

hihi!! i'm really excited to show you this, i had a lot of fun writing this and i tried to make it as general as possible (no house, no describing factors) so please let me know if you guys like this!! thank you 🐛 for the request!! [ these are somewhat short, so i hope they do justice and bring you a little bit of butterflies! ]

: ̗̀➛ PUSH. sirius black

sirius black x shy!gn!reader

fluff ! magic ! suggestive talk !

sirius black likes to watch you work your magic

with a hand over your mouth, you tried to hold in your laugh as you watched him flirt with madam pince, leaned over the counter and wagged his eyebrows up and down, making a kissy face.

she let out a huff, but you could clearly note the blush running up her neck. you tucked your head into your elbow and groaned at the embarrassment, listening to him as he sauntered back to where you sat.

"your restricted section pass, ma'am." you snatched it out of his hand.

he fell back into the seat beside you, arm thrown on the back of your chair. sirius black was much more confident than you were, it was obvious with how red your face was just from watching sirius flirt with the librarian.

"okay, so," at the moment, you and sirius were both playing a game of 'dare,' quite similar to the muggle game 'truth or dare' only, no questions, just the both of you doing stupid things whilst you waited for the others to get out of class.

"i dare you to..." he looked around the room, eyes catching yours a few times before her huffed and turned around, annoyed at how much you were distracting him. "next guy that walks in here, i want you to trip him."

you covered your face with your hands but separated your fingers to keep an eye on the door.

power was a spectrum, and you were further down than most of your peers. you were telekinetic. you could move objects without touching them, and for most wizards that may have not been too impressive, afterall you could use a spell and be able to move anything you want.

you however, didn't need your wand. most of the time it sat in your bag tucked away until class. you didn't need spells, or magic, or even to think about what you wanted to happen.

you'd told sirius after you'd started dating, throwing him out a window. you'd been on your bed, kissing, and sirius had moved his hand too far down your leg and you'd gotten so flustered that you pushed him through your bedroom window.

you heard the footsteps coming around the corner, your eyes darting down to the floor and watching the red converse step into view. within barely a millisecond, you felt your head pulse once, and the boys foot was pushed back 12 centimeters, causing him to fall straight onto the ground.

sirius let out a bark of a laugh, wrapping his arms around your waist and leaning his head onto your shoulder, hiding his tears. it was often you used your gift, but sirius found it hilarious whenever you did.

he straightened up and kissed your cheek, resting his head back onto your shoulder and pulling you towards him.

your face flushed and you looked away from him, covering your face once more. he chuckled, pulling your hands away and kissing your forehead.

you looked up at him and he smirked, tapping you on the nose. "godric, you're so beautiful."

you screamed, and the both of you were kicked out of the library.

#sirius black x reader #harry potter #marauders #sirius black #sirius black one shot #imagine #oneshot #✎dosiewrites #sirius black blurb #marauders imagine #marauders oneshot #sirius black and you #sirius black x you #sirius black x yn #sirius black and y/n

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Idk if you’re still open, but please PLEASE can we get a Cameron Domasky anything? Maybe comforting the reader when she’s sad and over with Brandon’s wife to hangout? 🖤

ahhh i love cameron damasky!! ty ty for the request!!

: ̗̀➛ PERFECT. cameron domasky

summary: you usually spend time with gloria when cam goes over to brandons, but today has just been a really long day pairing: cameron damasky x reader w/c: warnings: sad ! emotional ! established relationship ! notes: i don't like to involve kids in my stories, so gloria and brandons children are not mentioned in the story !

you could hear cameron from the living room.

this is mostly how you and gloria spent your time, sitting on the couch with either wine or coffee, depending on the mood, talking through your weeks and debating on whether or not one of the boys would come out covered in a different substance.

only, today had been a lot.

there wasn't anything specific that had caused you to feel so overwhelmed, you'd simply woken up and not had enough energy to push yourself through the day. you dragged yourself out of bed, slipped in the shower and had to rewash your washing after leaving it for too long.

it had been a long enough day that you just wanted for cam to scoop you up and stop you from thinking all of those horrible thoughts. only, you'd completely forgotten that the two of you would be heading over to the farris' house for the boys to record.

so, now you sat, too caught up in the top of your wine glass to notice gloria speaking, or even to respond with anything more than a 'mmhm,' or 'yep.'

you didn't notice when she got up, walked into the hallways and dissapeared.

you were too caught up in the swirl of your drink to notice cameron peaking out of the recording room, frowning at your quiet disposition.

you only looked up when the couch dipped behind you and arms snuck around your waist, tugging you back into the taller mans chest.

"hey, you need to talk?" you wanted to respond, shake your head and tell him to go back to recording with brandon, but instead, you just let your head fall back onto his shoulder, turning around in his hold and settling yourself in his lap.

he wrapped his arms around your waist, running a hand over your back and placing a light kiss on the top of your head.

you didn't feel perfect, but cameron definitely helped.

my apologies that its short, but i wanted to get this out there!!!

#✎dosiewrites #oneshot #camerondomasky #brandonfarris #gloriafarris #youtubers #camerondomaskyxreader #camerondomaskyxyn #youtuber oneshot #cameron domasky oneshot

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i NEED a part two to falling girlie

: ̗̀➛ WOKE UP. sirius black.

sirius black x gn!reader

angst ! mention of coma ! happy ending ! description of medical technology ! yes, hogwarts has phones now !

sirius black can't sleep without you, so he doesn't

sirius black hasn't slept in four days.

staring at your body, lifeless, laying in the hospital bed with tubes in your mouth and nose, it hurt- no, it killed him to sit and watch. but he couldn't just go back to hogwarts, sleep it off and wake up.

as much as he wanted to, he feared that if he fell asleep he'd believe it was all a dream, and he'd imagine you waking him up from a nightmare where you couldn't breathe without muggle technology, where your limbs had to be rebroken to lay straight, where your lungs didn't work.

he was afraid of waking up from that reality just as bad as he was afraid of you not waking up.

he'd seen you cast the spell, falling towards the ground, and he'd watched your body slow down but not fast enough, hearing the sickening CRACK from all the way in the astronomy tower.

he'd almost pushed those fuckers off the side himself.

furiously rubbing his face with a wash cloth, he glanced at himself in the mirror. he kept himself clean, yes, he couldn't imagine you waking up to a version of him you found unattractive, and he made sure that he styled his hair the way you liked, with a man bun and your wand wrapped tightly in his hair.

maybe you'd need it when you woke up, so he kept it for you.

he also kept your textbooks by your side, he knew how badly you'd cry if you couldn't finish your homework, and he'd made sure to get your homework from your friends, your teachers, hell- he'd even asked Dumbledore to owl any homework you had to St Mungos, just in case you woke up.

he'd put all of the letters you'd received, 'get well soon' and 'champion of the diving squad (courtesy of james potter, everyone) up in a nice pile on your bed side table, so that when you woke up, you'd be able to grab them and read them all again.

after two weeks, he was starting to get worried. he started sleeping, only with a sleeping drought every night, and only if he had seen you during the day.

you never moved, exactly the same position when he'd arrive the next day.

you lost weight, despite the feeding tube you were given you had become somewhat gaunt, him being able to feel through your hip when he hugged you goodbye.

he left a few snacks in your bed side draw, incase you woke up and needed something to eat, so he'd stocked it with everything you could want.

he still got you a birthday present, and a valentines day gift, and he still spoke to you about everything that happened during his day. you'd respond when you woke up.

even when he couldn't be with you, he'd sent you funny texts and memes he found during the day, smiling to himself when he imagined you reading through them once you were awake.

he'd stopped visiting for a week, exams were approaching and he knew that once you woke up and found out he'd failed because he was stuck to your side, you'd go balistic.

and then one day, he's visiting again, with a fresh new bouquet of flowers and freshly styled hair, still just as nervous when he first met you.

he waved hello to the nurses, winked at the kids running past and walked into your room like he owned the place, like he did when you were asleep. only...

"i was wondering when you were gonna replace my flowers, these are starting to smell like you."

you woke up.

#✎dosiewrites #marauders #oneshot #sirius black #james potter #harry potter #sirius black x yn #sirius black x you #padfoot #sirius x reader #sirius black fluff #sirius black agnst #imagine #marauders imagine #marauders x you #marauders x reader

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heya! i just finished reading "mistaken" and im absolutely in love with your writing. i saw that your request was open so im here!!

i rlly liked mistaken so i was thinking if i could request another one shot for it but this time the marauders decided to use the reader in one of their pranks ? it would be consensual ofc, think of it as a way for james to make it up to the reader for the confusion (by showing them how fun their little pranks are)

sirius does something openly bad towards snape and when snape tries to run after him he "accidentally" thought the reader was sirius.

thank you so much!

ohmygee thank you so much!! i love this idea! thank you for being my first ever request!! i really hope this is something you were looking for, i had a lot of fun writing it!! i hope everyone enjoys a small continuation of MISTAKEN !!!

: ̗̀➛ HYPOCRITE. james potter

james potter x gn!reader

fluff ! bullying ! protective james ?

james wants to make it up to you by showing you just how much fun they have

you weren't exactly sure how you got here.

one moment, you'd been sitting in history of magic, writing the notes and trying to pay attention to whatever professor binns was droning on about, and then suddenly peter pettigrew is running into your classroom, demanding that mcgonnagall needed to see you at once.

however, standing in an empty classroom with now three of the marauders staring at you, it was obvious that wasn't the case.

you let out a huff at their antics, ready to storm away and return to the class you really weren't that interested in, but instead you ended up face to face with james potter.

you'd been avoiding thinking about the stunt he pulled at breakfast, but now that he was staring at you with that half-lidded smirk and his arm resting on the door frame and his hair over his eyes-

"going somewhere?" he cut you off from your thoughts, running a hand through said messy hair before quickly sliding onto one of the empty desks. you cleared your throat and crossed your arms.

"can i ask about what was so important that you four decided to drag me out of class for?" you were hyper aware of the way james was staring at you, leaned forward with his forearms on his thighs and squinting at you.

you still had his glasses.

"you, dear mini me, are you going to help us prank silly old snivvy."

now that you had a moment to think about it, you and sirius did look similar. the way you'd styled your hair this morning was exactly how he'd done his own, and the fact that you'd forgotten your tie and he never wore his.

"you mean severus?" all four of them groaned.

"oh come on," you refused to turn at the sound of james calling you name. "don't tell me that you're friends with him to."

well, you weren't. you stayed quiet.

"look, all you have to do is sit still and look pretty, from the back." remus smacked sirius in the back of the head. "what? no, i meant look like me, moony!"

you rolled your eyes.

that was how you ended up in this situation, sitting at one of the tables in the library with a book covering your face and back towards the entrance of the room. you weren't exactly sure how you'd feel about all of it, but it did give you the chance to stand a bit closer to james.

james sat on his chair, sitting with his feet up on the table and his eyes on you. you'd given his glasses back as you walked to the library, meaning now he wouldn't have to squint to admire you.

"sirius is laughing at you," james spoke in a hushed tone, a snitch pressed between his fingers before he let his feet fall to the ground and scooted closer to you.

everything gave you a rush, being next to james, being included, godric you might pass out.

you heard the bucket before anything else. sirius had thought it funny to fill a bucket with shampoo and conditioner, as he walked through the halls, and lead him to the library where a final bucket of water would pour, to fix his "ghastly greasy" hair.

you held in a laugh as james leaned in, a half-smile on his face.

"you've done it this time, black!"

"what, you've never heard of a shower, snivellus?" james called, leaning back on his chair. you'd all expected him to use a charm or spell, so you'd already put up a few protection charms.

unfortunately, severus was not against throwing down the wands and fighting old school style.

he told you this much when he grabbed a fistful of your hair and dragged you backwards, down onto the floor with a crash sounding throughout the library.

james was on his feet in an instant.

"shit, you okay?" you nodded your head, leaning back and catching a glimpse of severus snape's terrified face. madam pince chewing him out for starting fights and dragging water throughout the library.

you glanced back to james and neither of you could contain your laughter.

#james potter x you #james potter fluff #james potter x yn #✎dosiewrites #marauders #peter pettigrew #sirius black #marauders era #remus lupin #james potter x gn!reader #oneshot #james potter blurb #james potter imagine #james potter one shot

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: ̗̀➛ FALLING. sirius black

sirius black x gn!reader

angst ! genuinely, forgive me ! character death ! falling to death ! bullying !

sirius black had never been able to get over his fear of heights until that night.

your breath hitched in your throat. your could feel the wind nipping at your arms, almost cutting open your tights and causing the tip of your nose to turn red.

everything was slow, everything around you at least, it felt like you could see the faces of the bullies who'd thrown the spell at you move in real time, terrified that they had gone too far.

you were falling from the tallest tower in hogwarts, your skirt ruffling in the wind and your wand floating down beside you.

you couldn't hear anything apart from the rushing in your ears, blood dripping down your mouth from your nose and the split above your eyebrow.

you swallowed tightly.

you could see his head from at the top of the tower, peering over and screaming. you saw the way he began to climb over the window until someone, most likely james, pulled him back.

sirius black, the man you'd spent the last two years of your life with, was watching you fall to your death. his hair was shaggy, a curtain draping around his face and his stormy eyes connecting with yours.

was this a spell? if it was why were they screaming so loud, you'd be fine.

with a slow turn, your eyes caught sight of your wand, the small wisp of light that had extended from the tip was dulling, and it came rushing to you.

you had cast the spell, arresto momentum, the second you felt your feet leave the ledge of the tower, and you knew that unless you grabbed your wand and recast the spell, it would end.

your hand, as slow as your wand was, reached out towards said stick. it was less your motivation to live, and more your motivation to not have sirius watch you die like this, not on school grounds, not when you'd cover the pavement and people would never be able to walk over that spot ever again.

you felt the wand touch the tips of your fingers and you quickly tugged it towards you just as you felt the air pick up again, your body suddenly not as light as it was before.

you, after fumbling with the wand and turning over so you were facing the ground, pointed your wand towards the ground and screamed.

"ARRESTO MOMENTUM!"

#sirius black #marauders #james potter #oneshot #✎dosiewrites #sirius black x reader #agnst #hurt no comfort #sirius black blurb #sirius black x you #sirius x reader #sirius black x y/n