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Lovin' You Was Lethal, Guess That Makes Me Evil
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Summary: Dee never thought he'd see the day where he'd be seething with jealousy over some loser guy who thinks he has a shot with you.
You had begun to walk with Dee and Heavy, when realizing you didn't have your phone and you had left it in class.
"I'll be right back," You excuse yourself and quickly go back to class to get your phone. Though, before you could get into the class, you were stopped by a guy whose name you didn't remember.
"I think you forgot this," he hands you your phone. You grab it, thanked him, and tried taking off, but he grabbed your arm. "Actually I was wondering if you were busy Friday?"
"I don't know. Friday's a long time away-"
"Well, would you be up to go see a movie?"
"What kind of movie?"
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"Oh, hey Dee do you know that guy?" Heavy asks motioning towards you and the guy.
Dee looks towards you, not thinking too much about it, before seeing the guy gang up on you. "No." Dee felt this sticky, gooey feeling rise in his stomach. This feeling seemed to eat him alive and it was hard to control his facial expressions.
"Well, looks like he's getting friendly with her. I thought you guys were dating-"
"No, not technically."
Heavy quickly turns towards Dee, smirking, "Oh? You like her?"
"That's not what I said!"
"You didn't have too," Heavy goes up the steps towards you.
"Were are you going?" Dee whisper yells as Heavy waves him off.
"Oh, umm... I don't know."
"Come on, it'll be fun-"
"Hey, Y/n. Are you coming?" You felt Heavy's hand on your shoulder and you had never been so thankful in your entire life.
"Oh yeah," You wave off the guy, "Sorry I have to go."
The guy tried to call for you, but you just weren't giving him the time of day.
"God, just can't take no for an answer." You then chuckle to yourself, elbowing Dee. "Gosh Dee, if looks could kill. What's up with you?"
"nOthINg," He squeaks, blushing, as you hear Heavy laugh.
"Did I miss something?"
"Oh, yeah, you missed somethin-" Heavy quickly shuts up when seeing his brother's glare. "Nevermind. It's nothing."
"You both sure are weird. I like that. So, are you guys doing anything this Friday?
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silkythewriter · 9 months
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*jumps through wall* Hello Metal Family Dee and any others with a S/O who basically is the queen of crows cause I’m gonna tame the crows around my house and I must know. Thanks you and I must tend to these unrelated wounds. *jumps through the wall to leave another hole*
//Author note ( ̄▽ ̄): AHHHH it feels so good to write again this request was a nice starter thank you for the ask I absolutely loved this one! And I love crows too their just adorable❤️❤️❤️\(^ヮ^)/ enjoy!! ;3//
Queen of the Crow’s
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You jumped down the stairs of school while humming a small tune. The sun shined bright whilst it set, you shielded you’re eyes with hand and squinted a bit. You heard Dee’s heavy shoes thump on the stairs behind you as he placed a hand on your shoulder. “You alright?” He asked while watching you nod as you chuckled while continuing to walk. “Say where’s your brother? Doesn’t he stand out here for you?” You asked looking around for the redheaded boy in question. “Yea.” Dee scoffed while pinching the bridge of his nose and shutting his eyes while shaking his head “god knows what he’s probably up to, i should go find him before my parents drag me about losing him” he said with a heavy sigh. You laughed at his stress while he glared at you, “oh cmon it’s at least a BIT funny” you said while smiling. “Yea sure” he said as he punched your shoulder softly, a soft smile appeared on his face which he tried to hide but failed terribly as you already witnessed the adorable action. But you decided, for his sake to hide that fact. And instead focus on walking to your destination, “mind if i crash at your place for night?” You asked as you turned your head back to him. “At this point you live at my house so might as well not even ask” he said grunting in fake annoyance one which you saw right through.
Screaming was heard a few miles away, which made you and Dee simultaneously turn your heads to face what could be causing such screeching. After finding out what the source was Dee panicked in embarrassment as his brother came racing over to him, which caused you to chuckle at the brothers. “Heavy quite down! You causing a scene” Dee said in a hushed but angry voice which made heavy nod quickly before quieting down. Once he glanced over to you making his eyes light up “Hi Y/n!!” He said with a grin as he rushed over to you and wrapping his small arms around your waist little over your hips as he buried his head in your stomach. “Hey my strong guy!” You said as you laughed and ruffled his hair making him laugh in response as he let go of you and grasped your arm stoping you from ruffling his hair any longer “Stop!” He said laughing as he playfully pushed your hand back towards you. “Alright, alright!” You chuckled holding your hands up slightly, Dee only looked at his brother with glaring eyes before he began to move again, causing heavy to sprint towards him and you to walk behind him. “Y/n!” Heavy yelled put to you causing you to hum in acknowledgment, “can you do that thing with crows? You know the one you showed me last time!” He said causing Dee to turn his head to his little brother taking interest before looking at you in confusion. “What crow thing? Y/n CANT do a crow thing?” Dee huffed, hating the fact he was the only one left out of such detail. You only chuckled awkwardly “Nah, Dee probably just wants to go home, he’ll probably think it’s stupid” you said as you looked a Dee with a soft smile “wha- no- I mean, I wouldn’t mind.. I have time to spare anyway” he said stuttering as he looked away from you while kicking an old can of soda. “Oh alright then!” You said with a grin as you speed walked over to both of them before taking the lead infront of them and leading them to the old grave yard, “what are you doing?” Asked Dee as he watched you carefully, “climbing over the fence, what does it look like I’m doing?” You laughed as you hopped down onto the dead grass, heavy landed closely to you leaving Dee the only one to jump. He only shook his head as he pushed open the unlocked gate and walking through it with ease, making you and heavy stand there as you both let out an “ohhhh” heavy only shrugged “our way was cooler” he said as he walked over to the nearest tree housing hundreds of crows.
“Watch” was all heavy whispered to his brother as you neared the tree making the crows call out as they all flow towards you, many landed on your your out stretched arms as other landed near your feet, one even landed on your head making heavy chuckle “what the..” Dee said as he looked in wonderment at you and your body basically covered with crows, Dee out stretched a finder as you let one on your shoulder step onto it, Dee brought it close as if to inspect it. “How did you..” he said as his words trailed off being left speechless “they really like me I guess” you said with a laugh causing the crowd around you to squawk as almost in a mimic type way. “Your like their crow queen” stated heavy as he walked over with cupped hands making another crown hop off your head and land into his hands “yea!” You chuckled making Dee shake his head “you like my lil trick?” You asked dee as you let your eyes wonder to him making him nod in amazement
“it’s true you are just like their crow queen..”
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meow-town · 2 years
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Jealous! Dee x Reader Oneshot 「Seeing Green」
Summary : Dee arrives at a party hoping to find his crush, but envy makes an entrance and makes him reveal secrets within his heart.
Requested by @chanel-lovegood !! Thank you so much! Things have really been piling on lately, so sorry if I take a while to finish requests!
Also, I’m literALLY SO SORRY FOR TAKING SO LONG TUMBLR DELETED MY ENTIRE DRAFT FOR SOME REASON AND I HAD TO START OVER
Why was he here? Dee Shvagenbagen, antisocial know-it-all, someone who absolutely despised parties and big social gatherings. He thought they were foolish, he had better things to do. He could be reading, he could be going over school notes, he could be doing anything other than being stuffed in some suburban house with horny sixteen year olds awkwardly swaying to shitty house music. Yet here he was, grabbing onto a clear plastic cup full with water and blowing off everyone who came up to him expecting to get his number.
“Not interested.”
“But I literally just-”
“I’m not interested.”
The brunette sighed, turning on her heel and sulking away to the furthest corner. He sighed and went back on his search, scouting out for the light in this dark realm of absurdity. Turning corners, climbing up stairs to a whole other side of the party, stepping out into the front yard, and continuing to push away people who didn’t know about the concept of personal space. He continued to look for them, the only thing worth being here for. 
(f/n) (l/n).
A diamond in the rough. He didn’t expect them to be at party. From what he had gathered, they would much rather be at home than doing anything like this. He had seen social media posts of them reading or drawing or just staying in in general. Dee remembered how he had come to arrive at this party. Kids were bombarding the class group chat with messages about it, obviously, Dee couldn’t be less interested until he overheard someone speak at school. That’s what Dee did. He subconsciously eavesdropped, constantly.
“Yeah, I’ve invited (f/n) to the party. She said she’d go if I did.”
A slight twinge of hurt pecked at his chest, someone had probably spiked the water or whatever.
 His mind scattered back, scratching into the deepest corners of his brain to think of more places they could be.
‘Upstairs? No, there’s people making out up there, they wouldn’t be comfortable. Maybe they’re in the bathroom, hiding? That sounds like something they would do.’
His breath hitched in his throat once he realized. Squeezing in between people, leaving behind a trail of ‘excuse me’s and ‘coming through’s. He made his way back out through the kitchen door, leaving to the backyard. And once he slid the door closed, he saw.
There they were. Sitting atop the grass with an anxious dog on their lap.
“Sh, sh. It’s okay! They’re just loud noises, nothing’s gonna hurt you!” The terrier whimpered in response, backing up further into them.
He sighed into his lips, parting his sight. A rosy tint crept onto his cheeks, just by looking at them. (F/n), sweetest soul he’d ever met. And now was a perfect example. The sight of them holding the little creature close to their chest, stroking its fur gradually while whispering sweet words of reassurance - even while fully knowing the dog wouldn’t understand, it was adorable.
A distant song made its way to his ears.
You see me in hindsight, tangled up with you all night.
Burning, it, down.
“Dee?”
“Y-yeah? Sorry, I just zoned out.”
He mentally striked himself across the face, scowling visibly while they smiled at him. “What are you doing here? I thought you hated these types of things.”
“I do, but I wanted to see someone here.” ‘You. It’s you who I wanted to see.’ “What about you?”
“A friend dragged me here along with him.”
A comforting silence took over them both. Silences were just different with (f/n), Dee thought. They silently gestured for him to sit next to them, patting the grass with one hand. With still no words spoken, he sat and shuffled closer to (f/n), cheeks still pinkish in color. He reached for the dog to scratch behind its ears and retracted his arms to prop himself up once more. Some stars were visible, but with all of the light coming from inside and the lamppost, they could only point some out.
The terrier suddenly jumped out of (f/n)’s arms to switch over to Dee. Hopping off, it strided to his side and jumped onto his lap. (F/n) looked over at him, giving him a closed-eye smile. He felt his heart flutter in his chest. Wrapping an arm languidly around the pup, his gaze returned to the skies.  How long had it been? Bit less than a year now. Around 10 months since (f/n) transferred to his school, and 8 months since he developed a crush on them. It really only got worse from there. It was a silly little crush, at first. Evolved into him thinking about them before he went to sleep, cradling his pillow. Then he began to ask around for their socials, places they would be during the weekend. Otherwise, he wouldn’t be here with them right now.
He exhaled deeply, cherishing this moment.
The scent of their hair, their usual coffee order, their playlist, their favorite flower - which they had only briefly mentioned in a school trip once. He remembered every small detail he could recollect, small and unimportant as it may seem.  “Who’d you say you came here with?” He blurted out, desperate to get some form of conversation going.
“Oh, just Vitya. He’s in the school band, you’ve probably heard of him.”
His brow unconscious furrowed. Vitya. Sure, he’d heard of Vitya. Bassist and lead vocalist of the school band, as well as second hand man to Ches. He’d visited Ches’s shop every now and then only to see Vitya greet him each time. Vitya, with his ruffled brown hair and his dimples and his incredible skills in music. Who had more talent in his left pinkie finger than Dee could ever have in his entire body.
He chose to let it go, to just enjoy the time he had with (f/n) for as long as he could. Vitya could cloud his thoughts any day, but moments like these came once in a lifetime. “Why don’t you join the band? Haywire has been looking for a new member, and you seem to like the kind of music they produce.”
“Just, uh, not really interested.” Lies. Dee couldn’t play a note if his life depended on it. He tended to rush into things, to impulsively decide to learn something new and get frustrated as all hell when he wasn’t amazing at it within the first five minutes. Being intellectually gifted does that to a person. You grow up all of your life being naturally amazing at everything without having to lift a finger, and once you have to put in effort, you give up.
They sat in lively conversation for about another ten minutes, until the music re-emerged from its muffled state, as a voice shouted over it.
“(F/N)! GET OVER HERE! SOMEONE’S DEDICATING A SONG TO YOU!” (F/n)’s head darted over immediately.
“Oh shit! Really?”  The dog jumped up at the sight of their agitated state. “I’m coming! Coming!” While they scrambled to their feet, Dee swiftly pulled the critter off of him.
“I’ll come with.” He grumbled, pulling his jacket back into place. (F/n) nodded and grasped his forearm to drag him inside. They shut the door behind them, placing their plastic cup onto the kitchen counter. An electric guitar being tuned, drum kits being assembled, keyboard being tried out and a bass guitar being plugged in, much to Dee’s dismay. It wouldn’t take a genius to find out who dedicated a song to (f/n). Dee felt bad for the other members of Haywire, being dragged into an entire performance because their leader was head over heels for someone he couldn’t have.
He couldn’t have them, Dee repeated the phrase in his mind, almost to convince himself. (F/n) was destined to end up with him. It was only fair.  “This song goes out to someone who’s real special to me.” Dee blocked out the voice to the best of his abilities. He could just imagine the way Vitya looked at (f/n) when he said that. “You’re always by my side, (f/n). And I think this is a good way to show you how much I appreciate everything you do for me.”
‘No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no. This is not a confession.’ Dee thought, looking back at them. The starter riff begun and Dee internally facepalmed at the sound of it.
‘Wonderwall. Of all the songs you could dedicate to someone, Wonderwall. How basic and boring.’
Even with how distressed he was, the blonde always managed to critique something. His gaze flew from one person to another. The crowd staring at them like a pair of animals at the zoo, and the brunette’s sight caught directly onto (f/n).
He carried on through the entire song, adjusting his gaze every once in a while to be able to look at the fretboard. People were recording, as if this were a romantic comedy in which the guy on stage would drop on his knees to receive a kiss from the love interest.
But it didn’t seem to far from that. And it scared Dee.
Vitya staring deeply into (f/n)’s eyes, and them shyly reciprocating with a twinkle.
This wasn’t happening.  The absolute hysteria building up in his body was too much to bear. It couldn’t end here. Dee needed to have his chance. He need to tell them how they felt. The tension is his neck was alarmingly visible, and he had to do something. 
Vitya leaning further from the stage, beginning to sit on his knees to face the crowd better. Sitting on his knees to face (f/n) better. To have his face closer to theirs. To make their move. To take them away from him. To ruin him.
“Dee?!”
Before he knew what he was doing, he latched onto their frame, swooping them out of the scene.
“What the fuck, man?!” Dee didn’t say anything back, as much as he wanted to. As much as he wanted to swipe the lovesick look clean off of the bassist’s face with a guitar. Dee ignored all complaints and demands to be put down and took them into a closet, locking the door behind them. He took a breather, body pressed firmly against the door, as if someone was to barge in at any second. “What the fuck are you doing?!”
“Shut up.”
“I- excuse me?!”
“Shut up.”
He doesn’t know why. It seemed right in the heat of the moment and he pulled her away. And now they were both inside a pitch dark closet, sharing a small space that could barely fit the both of them. His breathing calmed down, and his head thudded on the wall behind him once he threw it back. No one had seen them go in here. He made sure.  “Dee…” He couldn’t see anything, just black. Pure black. “Why did you pull me in here?” His cool demeanor shattered into small little bits, as he stumbled over words and syllables.
“I-I just… Uhm. I don’t…” He was cut off by a sigh and he shut up this time.
Dark as all hell, with no ability to see anything. He felt two hands press down on his shoulders. “Oh, there you are.” He stifled a gasp when he felt their hands on him, cheeks burning hotter with each second that passed. “These are your shoulders, right?”
“Yeah.. yeah, that’s it.” He replied, voice shaky as he tensed up even more. The tips of his ear were turning pink, and for once he was glad it was dark in the room. He couldn’t imagine having to explain to (f/n) why he was sweating, face looking like a fire truck. They patted along his shoulders, gripping onto his arms and finding their way all over him. Cupping his cheeks, they tugged and pinched slightly.
“Im guessing this is your face..?”
“It is.”
They chuckled and moved to remove their hands. But his ones piled over theirs to maintain them where they were. “N-no.” He whispered. “Keep them here.” (F/n) hummed and did as he said, taking a step forward. He nuzzled further into their palm, exhaling deeply. They were now so close to each other, Dee could feel the body heat radiating off of (f/n). Although there was no light, they could feel his gaze like a touch. They pulled away.
“We should get out of here, Vitya’s looking for me. I don’t wanna make him worry.”
“Stop talking about Vitya. Vitya isn’t here. I’m here.” He husked, now managing to see (f/n) more clearly in the dark. The (hair-colored) beauty relaxed, eyes half lidded. “It’s just Vitya with you, isn’t it?” The question took both of them by surprise. (F/n) didn’t know how to respond, and Dee couldn’t imagine what he had just said. That was risky. Too risky. He could have apologized and let it go, but at this point he might as well pull through with it. “Vitya dedicating a song to you, Vitya inviting you to a party, Vitya and his bass skills, Vitya, Vitya, Vitya.”
He continued to confront them. “What about me? Why can’t you gush over me? I’ve been trying my absolute hardest for you to notice my approaches and nothing. How am I supposed to feel knowing that my best wasn’t good enough, and that some rando can win you over by doing his bare minimum? Huh?”
(F/n) blinked at the blonde’s outburst, mind clouded with so many thoughts at once they couldn’t focus on a single one. They listened to him ramble on, except their brain wasn’t absorbing any of the info he spat at them. Dee Shvagenbagen, antisocial know-it-all, and the most attractive person they’d ever met. Their body drove closer to him, itching to get closer. They’d been keeping their distance for him to not notice them falling for him. After all, he wasn’t interested in people like that. Or at least, people excluding (f/n). Maybe 8 months since she grew apart. And it was harder each day. Harder to not confess the way they felt.
Another step.  And another.
And another.
They cupped his chin, pupils dilated completely. Whether it was from the lack of light, or from how close they were to him, they didn’t know. Possibly both. Dee’s rant came halting to an end, as (f/n) closed the space between them.
As they felt fireworks go off in their stomach, as they felt all nerves dissipate from their body, as they silently thanked a greater good for this opportunity.
As they pressed their lips onto his, pressing a stray hand flat on his chest. He felt them run their fingers around his hair, pulling of the hair tie to run their fingers through it. Pausing in between for breaths each time, Dee smashed his lips onto theirs, losing all control he might’ve previously had. He pulled away fro a brief second, enticing them with the promise of more. Only for him to push them back in a mere second, pushing the back of their head into the kiss. Long breaths, roaming hands and deep kisses.  “I’ve liked you… Hah, for the longest time. Dee.”
“Me too…”
They clawed at his back when he forced entrance into their mouth, claiming every spot as his. Needless to say, Dee knew his feelings were reciprocated.
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vikkirosko · 11 months
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Hi, enjoy reading your writing every single day. If it isn't too much can I ask for heck cannons, with Glam, Chive, and Dee reacting to finding out that their fem s/o is pregnant. How would they react? What would they do when s/o is dealing with morning sickness? How would they react to feeling the baby? And how would they react to seeing the small baby bump for the first? Sorry if I overdid it I'm just really curious and Metal Family is one of my favorite animated series.
Headcanons Pregnancy
💖 Glam x fem!Reader 🎸
Glam has always taken family planning seriously. He was in no hurry to propose to you, and even more so to have children. He didn't tell you, but secretly he was afraid that he would become like his father. The last thing Glam wanted for his children was such a future. But when you told him that you were pregnant, he was happy. He had never imagined this moment before, but he was genuinely happy that you two would have a baby
Glam took this issue very seriously. He started studying books about pregnancy and also looking for a home for you. The term of your pregnancy was still quite small, so you had time to prepare for everything, but pretty quickly the first signs of pregnancy began and nausea became the main one. You started to feel sick even from the smells of food that you usually liked. Glam cooked healthy food for you and made sure that you ate well and followed the regime
When your pregnancy period became a little longer, you got a small tummy. It was as if it was proof that the fact that you were expecting a baby was not a dream. Every time he put his palm on your stomach, he felt sincere happiness. He never thought that expecting a child would be such a joyful and exciting event in his life. You were preparing for the birth of a child together, buying everything you need and preparing a nursery in your new home
The closer the day when you were supposed to give birth became, the more he was sure that you would have absolutely nothing like it was in his childhood. He intended to be a better father than his father was. He wanted to make you and your child happy, so that you didn't need anything and that you had the best of everything
📚 Dee x fem!Reader 📱
You and Dee have never thought about children. You were about to graduate from high school and go to university and you both thought to focus on this, but your plans went to waste when you, clearly excited, told me that you were pregnant. You were practically panicking about it. You were afraid of what Dee might say, you had no idea how to tell your parents about it and you didn't know what to do, so Dee hurried to calm you down. He wasn't going to break up your relationship, especially now that you were pregnant
You sat together for a long time and discussed your plan of action. You understood that hiding your pregnancy would not work for too long, but Dee firmly decided that he would take responsibility and that together you would be able to combine studying and raising a child. You have been thinking for a long time about how to tell your parents about this, but your body itself reported it when you started toxicosis. Your parents were shocked that you were pregnant, and only the fact that the father of the child was Dee calmed them a little, because they knew Dee as a smart and responsible guy whom you loved and who loved you
Right after graduation, you bought an apartment. You had savings and your parents added money to you and now you could prepare for replenishment. When you got a little tummy, Dee was ready to cry. He would never admit to you that your pregnancy caused him so many emotions, but you yourself saw how his expression changed when you looked at your little tummy in the morning
You and Dee had a lot of difficulties ahead of you that you had to overcome together. You had no idea how you needed to raise a child and how to combine it with studying, but you were not going to stop. You were scared, and even though he didn't admit it, Dee was scared too. But you were sure that together you could handle everything
🧄 Chive x fem!Reader 🎸
You and Chive have been together for a long time and there has never been a conversation about children between you. It seemed like something far away than something that could happen to someone else, but not to you. However, when you started to feel sick often, Chive joked that you were pregnant. You both took it as a joke until you took a pregnancy test and it turned out that you were really pregnant. You were both surprised, but Chive quickly changed from surprise to joy. Even though your pregnancy was not planned, but you were still happy
You and Chive didn't really know how to raise children, but you had a home and a job and you could provide your unborn baby with everything necessary. He tried to help you cope with nausea as well as with a hangover, but this method did not work very well, so we had to look for new methods. When you went to the hospital together, they looked at you askance, as if you were guilty of something, but you didn't pay attention to their looks. Sometimes passersby also looked askance at you, but you didn't care about it
Gradually, the duration of your pregnancy has become longer and you have a small tummy. Chive began to touch your tummy often and smile. Then he started talking to the baby in your tummy. You laughed softly, saying that your baby was still too young and couldn't hear him, but Chive kept talking, and when Glam visited you, he proudly told his best friend that you were expecting a baby
You and Chive weren't model parents, but he was going to be the best father for your child. He remembered his childhood well, he remembered his mother who was often drunk and with whom he often quarreled, so he wanted your child to never experience what he himself experienced at the time
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astrok1dz · 11 months
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Rivalry?
Dee x gn!Reader
A/n: hii this is chapter 1 of a fic i’ve sort of been planning out in my head, since there’s barely any Dee x reader content!!
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Chapter 1: Your Rival
Okay, so it turns out being a new student at a high school wasn’t quite easy in any country. I mean sure, communication wasn’t an issue given that you had moved to Russia quite a while ago. You could overcome most of the language barriers that would present themselves to you occasionally. The cultural aspects weren’t really an issue either. You found it was the students that made it hard for you.
Not that you could really change them or anything, or that you had it so bad that you wanted to change yourself. Let’s just say that being a foreigner and having unconventional interests didn’t really pair up well.
What you found the most annoying, however, was a particular classmate. Blonde, quiet, serious, smart, had all the girls chasing after him, none of which would bother you if he wasn’t so arrogant. You saw the way Dee Schvagenbagen treated whoever showed interest in him, how he only helped people out academically in exchange for money (which you still thought was a good idea to profit), and the way he would just stare at you whenever you participated in class or got a higher grade.
You didn’t find him too important, just rather insufferable. Nothing you couldn’t ignore or shrug off. Usually when any of these happened you just smirked and ignored his death stares.
Enemies is a big word. To describe what you felt for Dee, you preferred the term ‘rivalry’.
From his point of view, however, it was quite different.
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starandcloud · 3 months
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So beautiful
He remembers how pretty you looked the first time you used his vape, how your eyes watered up and you couldn't handle the smoke. He remembers how you choked and gripped onto him, and how you gripped onto his jeans. Hacking and gasping for air as you choked out a whine. He remembers how you looked up at him, your eyes so teary and your bottom lip trembling just enough that you looked like you were going to cry. He remembers how you leaned into his hand as he reached up and wiped away those tears that seemed to crystalize your eyes. He remembers how you leaned into his chest, shivering from the damp grass. He couldn't remember why you insisting on wearing such a thin outfit for this, he told you it was going to be chilly. Maybe it was because you wanted to wear his coat, which he ended up draping over you and pressing a kiss to the back of your head as you cuddled close to him. The grass pricking your chilled skin as one of his arms went around your waist and his fingers dug into your waist as he held you close, his other hand held the blue cotton candy vape that you just loved the smell of. Even though you couldn't take the nicotine that it had in it, he found it adorable how you'd smile and bask in the scent whenever he'd blow the smoke into your face. The little giggles you'd periodically let out made his heart melt as the two of you watched the sunset together. Perfect in his opinion.
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amazingbananabread · 5 months
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You can shit on this piece of art i made. I post this with the intention of it being a meme.
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Btw here's the original pic if you wanna draw your oc or fc on them
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deemetalfamily · 1 year
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dee as your bf ╰(*´︶`*)╯♡
dee x female reader
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+ dee may act like he doesn’t care about much, but there’s one thing he thinks about more than anything else in the world: you.
+ he was so shy at first…he couldn’t even speak to you without stumbling over his words or forgetting what he wanted to tell you. It wasn’t his fault your eyes were so easy to get lost in
+ once you and dee had been together for quite some time, he was much more relaxed with you. The only thing that would set him off would be heavy interrupting you two. He is quite the romantic—flowers (roses specifically), chocolates, homemade gifts. He’d even try to write a song for you…but he sure would struggle
+ dee’s favorite thing to do with you is cuddle. Yes…this intimidating, super-serious, moody teenager loves nothing more than cuddling his gf. He loves to have you lay on his body with your head resting on his chest. He brushes his fingers through your hair and can’t help but smile
+ dee is also very possessive. He may not show it in front of you, but behind the scenes he is quite the mastermind when it comes to revenge. Any guys that talk about you or make googoo eyes in your direction will mysteriously disappear or for some reason stay far away from you…you wonder why..
+ dee always wants to hold your hand in public and if you’re somewhere super crowded, he will even put an arm around your shoulder to keep you safe from all the people. He worries that someone creepy or dangerous will be around so he keeps an eye out wherever you two go
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magic-magpie-34 · 1 year
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Metal Family Dee x Dom!reader
(Smut warning, don’t like it, don’t read it.)
(Context: Y/N and Dee got into an argument or sum and they make up for it by doing the devils tango)
"I will forgive you, but you have to do something for me."
"...What is it?"
          Y/N just smirked at him, before pushing him onto the bed. Dee looked back up at you, his beautiful sky blue eyes wide and a light pink hue dusting his cheeks.
"Y/N-"
You quickly shushed him, crawling on top of him and pinning him to the bed as you started to nip at his neck, taking his hair out of his ponytail.
"Dee, honey, if you ain't comfortable with what we're about to do all you gotta do is tell me okay?" You spoke softly into his ear. He just nodded, letting you know you could continue before you took your shirt off and tossed it somewhere in the room, doing the same for him. You started to bite and suck on his chest again, only this time you started to massage his erection through his jeans.
"Y/N- Fuck~" He moaned quietly.  Hearing him moan your name made you satisfied, but you wanted more. You stopped moving your hand and started slowly moving your mouth down to his lower area, leaving love marks running down his torso. You undid his pants and slowly pulled down his boxers, watching his member fly out. You chuckled slightly.
"Already excited are we?" You teased
"S-Shut up..." He sputtered. You took his throbbing cock into your mouth, hearing him choke back a moan while you started to bob up and down.
"S-shit Y/N- F-Fuck~" He softly moaned breathlessly, overwhelmed by the pleasure as You bobbed your head faster. His breathing only got heavier, it becoming harder and harder to hold in his moans as he started to reach his climax. One of his hands started tugging at your hair, pulling you all the way down on his cock as he came in your mouth, making you swallow his kids. You lifted your head up and looked at him with lustful eyes. His face was flushed and his eyes were closed as he recollected himself from his orgasm. He slowly opened one of his eyes to see you taking off the rest of your clothes before straddling his waist. His erection had quickly came back. You started to slowly stroke his dick and bent down to whisper in his ear.
"Did you think we were done? Honey you're not finished until i'm finished."
You chuckled.
You stopped moving your hand and positioned yourself before sliding onto his hard member. You both let out a moan and you stopped for a second, adjusting before slowly bouncing on his cock.
"F-Fuck Dee~" you moaned, bending down to softly bite on his neck. You softly moaned into his ear, bouncing up and down faster on his dick, making small moans slip out of his mouth.
"Good boy- You're doing so fucking good for me.~" you groaned into his ear, slightly tugging at his hair earning a moan from him. You pulled him into a rough kiss, muffling your moans as you moved up and down faster.
You pulled away from the kiss, a string of saliva connecting both your mouths.
"God- you make me feel so good.~ You drive me fuckin insane, you know that?~" You moaned out. He averted his eyes, cheeks darkening as he tried to hold in his moans, though small whines could still be heard. You forced him to look back up at you.
"Eyes up here, they stay up here. Don't hold in your moans, I want to hear how good I make you feel.~"
"S-shit- Fuck- Y/N!~"
He let out a string of moans as you moved faster on his dick. The only sounds in the room were the loud sounds of your moans, only increasing in volume as you both started to reach your climax.
You bounced up and down rapidly before you both let out a loud moan as you came undone, feeling him finish inside as well.
You took a second to recollect yourself before getting up to get a towel and starting to clean up the mess you made.
Once you were done you laid down next to him, wrapping one of your arms around his torso while the other played with his hair. You snuggled into the crook of his neck while his arms wrapped around you.
"Goodnight Dee..." You muttered before drifting off into a comfortable sleep.
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sonufabitchhhhh · 1 year
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Metal Family - Dee x Reader
Your Secret’s Out and the Best Part is it isn’t Even a Good One
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Summary (Request 1): HEY UH CAN U WRITE A DEE FANFIC WITH A S/O THAT CAN DRAW REALLT GOOD AND ONE DAY SHE LEAVES HER SKETCHBOOK AT DEES HOUSE AND HE SEES THAT THERES PICTURES OF HIM IN IT? - @ilovesillycats
(Request 2): maybe dee takes y/n somewhere, like maybe to a park and asks her on a date! >:3 - @katdragon1915
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Y/n and Dee were practically inseparable. Everyone knew this; it was hard not to know this when they're always by each other's side.
They had plenty in common, and y/n's sweet nature naturally balanced out Dee's sarcasm.
However, while Dee was more the brains, y/n was more the artist. Dee would help y/n with homework and assignments when they'd study together, but though she always had it with her, he was never allowed to see her sketchbook.
Dee had seen some of y/n's art, when she'd been sketching random pieces in the art rooms at school for example. But she was very protective over most of her work. If ever he saw she was sketching, Dee would always try to sneak a peek. If she didn't move, or gave him more space to look, that was his permission, but if she held her work closer, Dee knew to back off.
The only thing Dee couldn't understand was why she wouldn't let him see most of her work. He'd seen some of her pieces, why couldn't he see the others. He knew her art was brilliant, he always made sure to compliment her on her skills. So why?
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"What are you drawing?" Dee asked mindlessly, as y/n drew in her sketchbook next to him while they hung out at his place.
They're time together would often go like this: the two listening to music on Dee's bed, while they chatted about anything and everything, and y/n would draw her secretive artwork.
"That's for me to know, and you to inconclusively wonder about." Y/n replied with a smile, knowing it was killing him to find out.
"Uggghhh! C'mon y/n! You know I love your work, there's nothing you could show me that I wouldn't like."
"Who said you liking it is the problem?" Y/n paused her movements to stare at him, cocking an eyebrow.
"Then why can't I see?" Dee propped himself up a bit more, thinking he was closing in on an answer.
"Well... that's for me to know, and you-"
"Alright! I get it!" Dee huffed while y/n laughed musically.
The two went back to their mindless conversation until y/n had to leave.
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It was late in the evening, long after y/n had left, when Dee saw it. Y/n's sketchbook. She had taken her case of pencils, but she must've forgotten to take the sketchbook along with it.
Dee had spent the better part of an hour after this discovery, trying to decide whether to look through it or not.
He was desperate to know what was in there, but was it worth violating her privacy? Then again, she would never have to know. But he wants her to show him her work, willingly. He wants to watch her explain each line, and feature to him like she has with so many other works. But if she never knows about him looking through it, there's still time for that...
With that final thought, he cracked the book open slightly, the worn cover, and untethering spine holding together so many pages. With just the smallest amount open, he could see smudges of pencil around the edges of the pages from where she'd shaded drawings and gotten pencil on her hands, later to rub off on the outer edges of the page.
With a deep breath, he fully opened the book to a random page. He had no idea what to say to what he was met with.
A beautifully drawn picture of himself was sitting on the page. He had no idea when it was from, but he was looking off somewhere, smiling sincerely. He must've been with her at the time to be smiling so pleasantly.
The way she'd drawn him, each line, each gradient, perfectly brought out his best features. He liked the way he looked in this drawing better than he'd ever liked the look of himself in any mirror or photo.
He somewhat reluctantly turned the page, but was pleasantly surprised when he saw another drawing of himself, somehow even better than the last.
Dee flipped through pages for a long time, taking the care to admire the ever present skill in each sketch.
After a while, he came to a drawing and realised that it was of him today, as he had sat on his bed next to y/n, like so many other of the drawings, yet still different. Sure enough, there was no drawing on the next page. So this is what she had been drawing this whole time. Why she wouldn't let him see. Was she embarrassed? Did this make him her muse? Either way, all he wanted to do was tell her he loved each and every piece, for they truly reflected her skill, and brought out a beauty in him that he thought he wouldn't ever be able to see in anything other than her art. He doesn't understand how she's able to see it and capture it.
But he knows he can't tell her what he saw. It would only prove that he betrayed her trust and looked through the art she was so protective of. But would it be worth it to assure her it's ok?
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The next day y/n and Dee went to the local park, which was pretty dead, as per usual. Dee had insisted on going somewhere different for a change.
The two had been sitting at the swings, talking for a while. It was peaceful. But Dee seemed... skittish.
"Hey Dee?" Y/n asked sweetly. With an indicating hum as response, she continued. "Are you alright? You seem a little on edge today."
A momentary look of inner turmoil crossed his face, but was gone before y/n could process, leaving her wondering if she'd truly seen it. "I'm fine. I almost forgot, you, uh.. left this at my place yesterday." Dee stated plainly while handing over her sketchbook from his bag.
"Oh my god, I didn't even notice it was gone!" Y/n had a look of horror on her face, as if she'd abandoned a dear friend and they were scowling at her for it. "I wasn't going to bring it with me today 'cause I didn't think there'd be much space to draw in the park."
Y/n cradled the sketchbook close to her chest and smiled at Dee gratefully. Dee loved that smile. Maybe she should forget her belongings more often.
"Anyway, there was something I wanted to-" Dee began speaking, with an air of nervousness around him, but was abruptly interrupted by y/n.
"Wait!" Y/n spoke with dread in her tone. "Did you... did you look in my sketchbook?"
Dee saw the look of pure fear on her face, and his heart melted at the thought of her being so afraid of him seeing her art. It was so beautiful, how could she be so scared of him seeing it?
He debated lying for a moment, to preserve her feelings and give her the chance to show him her work in her own time. But then he thought enough is enough. She was going to hear acceptance from him whether she liked it or not.
With a deep breath and an attempt at a calm demeanour, Dee addressed her concerns. "I did look in your sketchbook," he began, and hurriedly continued at the flash of concern on her face, "but I thought your drawings were incredible!"
Y/n took a moment to reply. Was he lying to make her feel better? Was he secretly creeped out at all the drawings of him?
"But what about all of the drawings of... we'll, of you?" Y/n asked fearfully. "Aren't you.. freaked out that I drew so many?"
"Of course not!" Dee reassured.
Dee wasn't really the type to say sweet affirmations, or even to just be generally nice, but y/n was always an exception. He would say all the nice things in the world about y/n.
"I loved every drawing in that book. You're so, so talented, and the only thing that surprised me was the fact that you wanted to draw me!" Dee blushed slightly at that, wondering (hoping) that maybe she liked staring at his features. Maybe she liked drawing him because she thought he was worthy of being her art. Maybe she liked him too.
"Well of course I want to draw you, Dee." Y/n blushed a cute shade of pink, and smiled sweetly. "You're so pretty Dee, and honestly, I could simply never get sick of drawing you. Especially when you smile." Dee blushed scarlet at her words, at a loss for what to say to such a genuine compliment.
A moment of silence passed between them, neither knowing what to say.
"Y/n?"
Y/n hummed slightly in reply, anticipation rising for what he would say.
"Would you, maybe, I dunno, want to... go out some time? With me?" Dee asked, a nervous wreck.
With her wits slightly returning at the confirmation that Dee actually liked her back, y/n officially decided to be a smartass. "Isn't that kind of what we're doing?"
"Oh you know what I mean!" Dee huffed with a dramatic groan, blushing endlessly at her decision to tease him.
Y/n smiled like an idiot. "I'd love to, Dee."
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A/N: omg I'm so ridiculously sorry for how long it's been! Especially since it's been literally forever since I received those requests! I've had serious writers block recently, especially for Dee cos I've been thinking about other fandoms, but I'm back! And I'm hoping I can try and get more fics out, or at the very least start a few. Again, super sorry! Hope you all enjoyed, please let me know any feedback or requests!
Hope you have a great day/night,
~ SonofaBeach
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Foreign Girls Can't Survive In Russia
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Summary: You happened to be embarrassed because of a language barrier between you and your history teacher.
You hadn't been paying to much to the class, since you weren't on the friendliest terms with the teacher, but maybe you could have been paying more attention to him when he was talking.
"Y/n!"
You instantly perked up when hearing your name.
"When did the Russian ____ begin?"
But you hadn't understood what he said in the middle of it. You were starting to feel stupid as you stared at him, confused, "I'm sorry. I don't understand?"
"What do you not understand, Y/n?"
"Are you saying War or Revolution?"
"What do you think I said?"
You could feel everyone's eyes on you. You had never messed up or been confused by the language, or at least you haven't since you became fluent in it. He had just been talking so fast that you hadn't been able to keep up.
Dee felt bad for you. He never liked the teacher all that much, but he hated him even more now. He didn't know why the guy was making your life difficult over a simple miscommunication. He pulled out some paper and wrote 'Revolution' on it, before putting it on the floor and sliding it towards you.
You felt something hit your heel. You looked down and in familiar hand writing that said 'Revolution.'
"You meant the Russian Revolution that began in 1917 during World War I?"
He groaned and moved on, seeing as he wasn't going to be able to embarrass you further. You looked back towards where the paper came from to make eye contact with Dee.
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You took a longer time to get your stuff, watching Dee. When you saw him get up to leave, you quickly stop him.
"Dee right?"
He looks at you as if that was a dumb question and you suppose it was a dumb question.
"Thanks for helping me out there. I was dying," you chuckle, but he wasn't so you were starting to feel awkward. Maybe he only helped you so that the class would move on.
"Yeah you were," he smirked, making you feel a little more comfortable.
"Yeah, I don't know what his problem is. It's like he hates me."
"It sure seems like it."
"Sorry, I'll go. I feel like I'm in your way."
"No, it's fine. Do you want to walk with me?"
"Uh, yeah. I'm surprised I've never really talked to you. How long have we shared classes?" You asked, not really expecting an answer.
"For a few years, actually."
"Oh. Well, I can be pretty dense."
"I've noticed."
"Well, I'll make sure to notice you more."
"What a delight." He remarks, smiling to himself, while watching you walk ahead.
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silkythewriter · 5 months
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Silky,dear... if you don't mind, could you please do a headcannon for Dee with strawberry s/o. She's so cheerful,kind and understanding ❤️ please. I love your blog,And I've admired you for a long time😭✨
❤︎︎“I love everybody because I love you”❤︎︎
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Warnings: might be a bit OOC! Haven’t written about him in awhile I apologize!
Fandom: metal family!
Author note: HIHI!!! OMG TYSM?! UR SO SWEET (⊃。•́‿•̀。)⊃AHH I LOVE THIS REQUEST TYSM!! please request again this was absolutely AWSOME to make
Summary: Your boyfriend Dee, was one hell of sight, but with you happily walking with a cheerful bounce with him you can imagine the stares you get for the contrast. One doll of a person and then the blond who almost looked straight out of the dead with his dark eyeshadow.
❤️Written by silkythewriter Do not steal or repost on any other platform please! <3.❤️
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“I love it when you look my way”
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The contrast between you and him is like day and light, and when you both come strolling by weather that be passing by the local convent shop. Or making a quick stop to a store that’s peeked your interest, eyes were bound to wonder. The stares were noticeable, but you guys have gotten use to it, cause your love for him couldn’t be dented by a pair of curious eyes.
Your personality peeked his interest, I mean who could be this kind and caring??, no less to just some normal people who haven’t impacted you in any significant way. It just made him…confused? (-∀-💦)
The way your kind eyes stared at him Tugged at his heart in an alarming (at least to him) way! The blush that spreed across his face the first time you gave him a sliver of kindness was to much for him.
Your cheerfulness always brightened him up especially after tough interactions with glam. Railing up and you being the only one to comfort him back to his collected self. And even if he doesn’t vocalize it he is very much grateful <3.
You make it point to make him feel understand-ed and would never make him feel alienated by his interest un like some un kind people. You let him rant about his newly found obsession or just show off a new skill he learnt.
Even small things like you congratulating him on a good score he got, or maybe for remembering the smallest thing, even commenting on his intelligence. It’s not like his teachers, just thanking him for being the only knowledgeable student, but instead asking more questions to learn more about the topic, and really see how much he knows. And though he doesn’t like being bombarded questions he deems stupid, when it comes to you it makes him like seeing the shock and awed look you give him. Can you blame him? Not only is it adorable but he likes showing off in front of you.
He would rather be dead then admit this but he loves the way you smell like strawberry, he would take this to his grave before admitting this he finds it embarrassing ( =ω= )
Let’s you do his eye shadow only because of how delicate and caring you are with it, you always make sure to take your time so you don’t hurt him little moments like that is what he absolutely adores about you!
I feel like he gets easily flustered by physical touch so whenever your get happy just by seeing him and hug him you can look up and see him red as a strawberry (≧◡≦) ♡
Whenever he goes shopping in the off chance he has some money to spend after he’s done grabbing some clothing he always makes sure to drop by your favorite store. Weather that be a cute accessory story, or a small bakery you might have said you enjoyed, either way he always makes sure he has left over money. So whenever he has a bag filled of random darkly colored clothing only to walk into a store and buy you some pink clips for your hair you can imagine the cashiers surprise. Dee though a bit embarrassed doesn’t care much it’s worth seeing your bright smile at the small item.
Heavy absolutely ADORES you! Literally bouncing off the walls when you come walking in with his brother. He was at first taken a back from how much polar opposite’s you and Dee are but quickly got over it after realizing how sweet you are!.
Heavy definitely teases Dee jokingly before running off after Dee’s had enough you get to sit as you see them bicker you find it amusing but always make sure to help Dee calm down! ( ´͈ ◡ `͈ )
Secretly has the same perfume brand you use and sprays it on his bed or around his room at night because it reminds him of you and comforts him but I didn’t tell you that! (▰˘◡˘▰)💦
He gets jealous easily especially when everyone gets so quickly comfortable with you cause of your inviting personality, he dose poorly to hide this but also hates being called out for it especially by his brother.
But just by you hugging him and saying comforting words makes it all go away, you just know how to make him melt in the best possible way.
But with that all said you basically have him wrapped around your little finger. And though he hates to admit it, he wouldn’t have it any other way <3.
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AH WOW IM RLLY RUSTY (๑•́ω•̀๑)💦 I haven’t made head-canons in a hot minute, so I am so sorry if he’s OOC or their not the best, BUT THANK SM THIS WAS SO FUN TO WRITE ESPECIALLY FOR MY FIRST HEADCANONS IN AWHILE!! ٩(ᐛ)و
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l-pandamatic-l · 2 years
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Heavy: Hey Y/N? Could I get some dating advice? Y/N: Listen dude, just cause I’m with your brother doesn’t mean i know how tf I did it
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meow-town · 2 years
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Dee x Fem! Very Girly! Reader
Requested by @grape-flavored-lipgloss !! Took me a while because I wanted to mass-post a bunch of requests, but I really hope you enjoy this! (Pretty long because I adore this idea and went a little bit off of the rails)
Summary : Dee with very girly s/o who wears a lot of pink. The Shvagenbagens don’t necessarily like her at first but she gets them to warm up to her.
-You definitely weren’t the person he expected to fall for. He expected to start liking someone with his style, his taste in music, similar interests. Someone like Lif, to be honest.
-Obviously, you weren’t the person he’d want to date the least. Diana easily takes that spot.
-He recognized your sweetness, and how kind you were. You knew how to dress, and you obvious took care of yourself.
-The science fair was coming up, and teams were assigned for projects. His teacher forgot to sort him into a team, and when they found out, they were both pissed.
-The teacher, cause Dee hadn’t told him anything. And Dee, because now he couldn’t work alone like he wanted to. (Not me basing this off of my dee x reader story)
-Anyways, he got paired up with you and some other kid who didn’t do jack shit to contribute to the project.
-You we’re constantly nice and kind, and never got very aggressive with the other student, despite his laziness. You would give great ideas, constantly be giving words of encouragement to Dee when going through experiments, offer to hold equipment, etc, etc…
-You were a team, which means you all shared a group chat, which means he had your number. (Thankfully he already had it before he started crushing, otherwise he never would’ve worked up the courage to ask you for it).
-Because Dee’s petty as hell, he put credits in the science project so the teacher would know that you and him were the only ones who did work. He deleted the group chat, as well.
-After that, you spent the rest of the science fair with each other. People would crowd around your project stand, amazed. Because, lets be real, it’s Dee. He would explain how it worked, and you shared the thought process behind it.  -After that, he invited you to a drink at the vending machines, his treat. What a gentleman.
-You two had a conversation over fizzy sodas (or something else, if you don’t like those) and mostly complained about peers or teachers you hated. It brought you together, to say the least.
-He began to text you more, talk to you more and even choose to spend time with you over Lif! Lif!
-mf didn’t even notice he was crushing on you. He was just looking at you during lunch and it clicked.
-Dee’s internal monologue:
‘Are those new earrings? They look great. I should buy some jewelry for her, I know she likes that one brand. They match perfectly with her makeup. … She looks pretty in that makeup. …Prettier than… anyone else.  …
I don’t like her, thought. That’d be weird. She’s just my friend…. A very good friend….A very sweet friend who I can rely on… A very kind friend who just so happens to be the most beautiful girl I’ve ever seen, sweet little thing. I don’t like  her though, soft as her hair might look and as badly I might want to run my hands through it. Caring as she may be. I don’t like (f/n).
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HOLY FUCK I LIKE (F/N)’
-The man was too stunned to speak 😦
-When I tell you he turned his head away SO FAST
-His face and neck were as red as a fire truck, and he was starting to sweat bullets.
-He choked on his food.
“Dee? Are you ok?”
-Can’t even face you. His coughing fit was interrupted by small, broken syllables.
“YE *COUGH* YEAH, IM *COUGH* FINE. DONT *COUGH,COUGH* WORRY”
-He went a whole other level of flustered when you started to pat his back. Heart beating at a thousand miles per hour. Palms growing sweatier.
-He couldn’t look at you for a straight WEEK. He avoided you everywhere he went, otherwise the whole blushy routine would start all over again. A part of him wanted to be by your side at all times though, so it was hard for him.
-When he started to hang out with you again, he had to mentally prepare himself for it. Just imagine Dee shouting to himself while he did his makeup every morning.
“Okay, Dee! You will go out there and you will be charming! And handsome! And she will fall for you!”
 -Heavy doesn’t have the heart to tell him that he can hear him from his room.
-Heavy already knew you from around school, and wasn’t judgmental of your style or friendship with Dee whatsoever! He though you looked very pretty, too!
-And back onto that, he gave away his brother.
-You were chatting, waiting for Dee to leave his final period. And out of the blue, Heavy went :
“Yeah, he was planning how to ask you out for months now! Never gets it right either.”
“He what?”
“Wait, he hasn’t told you yet?”
“Noooooo..?”
-Of course, you kind of figured and told him you also liked him. He’s really obvious. But the second Dee heard his brother had told you he liked you, he was seconds away from choking Heavy the way he did in the 2nd episode.
-He was really grateful once you reciprocated though.
-He asked for a kiss so shyly, too.
-His hands trembled as they cupped your cheeks 💓💥
-Meeting the folks was… interesting -Glam was very polite, he just didn’t expect a person so different from his son would win over his heart. -And I love Victoria, but she was straight up judgemental 😭
-She’s had a bad experience with girly girls, so she’s initially quite defensive. Thankfully, once you’re gone, the kids confront her about it.
“Ma, what is your problem with (f/n)?”
“Yeah! You keep giving her the stink-eye! She’s nice!”
-She gets super nervous and over sensitive. Glam knows about her past problems with girly girls and talks her through it. She’s on much better terms the next time you meet :)
-It gets awkward with the parents, but once you’ve proven to them you won’t hurt their son and that you’re very sweet, they treat you as a child of their own.
-Ches just full-on didn’t believe you were dating. You passed by his shop with Dee and Heavy and he cackled when Heavy told him you were dating. Once things got cleared up, he was very supportive although surprised.”
“Wow, you actually got a girlfriend. And here I thought you were going to be one of those guys who stays a virgin until 40…”
“UNCLE CHES-”
-Lif through your dynamic was super cute and she drew you two together! (Also she’s very glad Dee likes you because she was scared of rejecting the guy)
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vikkirosko · 8 months
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Dee, Glam, and Chive with a s/o that bites to show affection? Maybe?
Headcanons Bites
💖 Glam x Reader 🎸
When you and Glam started dating, he found out that you had your own special way of showing your affection. They were bites. He found out about it when you bit his wrist. Glam looked at you in surprise, not immediately understanding what you were doing, but when you confusedly explained to him exactly what you had done, he smiled a little wider. Such an unusual way to show affection seemed nice to him
You didn't bite him hard, because you didn't want to hurt him, but you liked to leave marks on his skin. Glam treated it calmly. He wasn't shy when you left teeth marks and he didn't care that someone could see them. Glam did not see any problems in such manifestations of feelings. You didn't bite him when you were in public and you usually bit his wrist, shoulders or anything else that he usually hid
You didn't talk about it, but you were confused by the idea that someone could see your bite marks, which is why you left them in places where others wouldn't see them. It was something important for you and you were ready to share it only with Glam, but not with all people
Glam sometimes thought about biting you too, but so far kept it only in mind. He liked the fact that you didn't hide your feelings for him. Although your way of showing your sympathy was unusual, it was still your feelings and he appreciated those bites
📚 Dee x Reader📱
When you and Dee first met, you were a calm and friendly person. You stayed the same when you started dating and Dee was calm until one day something happened that surprised him a lot. You bit him. You weren't angry at him and your bite didn't hurt him, but it left a faint trace of your teeth on his skin. He looked at you in surprise, which caused embarrassment on your face
As it turned out, biting was your way of showing affection. You bit him yielding to a heartfelt impulse and only then realized that you had to explain everything to him in advance and that your actions could have put him at a dead end. You tried to apologize to him, but he stopped you, saying that he had nothing against you biting him sometimes
Dee didn't mind your bites. You bit his wrists and he hid from others and especially from his family with the help of his bracelets the traces of your bites. When he was alone with himself, he looked at the marks from your bites. They passed quickly, but he liked to look at them. It made him smile a little
He never bit you. Dee had his own ways to show his feelings for you, but he wasn't going to stop you from showing your feelings the way you knew how. Your bites didn't hurt him and he didn't see a reason why he had to stop you
🧄 Chive x Reader 🎸
Chive is used to a variety of manifestations of feelings. That's why when you lightly bit him, he took it with a slight smile. Because of his reaction, your cheeks turned red. You didn't expect him to take it that way, but quickly your embarrassment turned into a smile. You were genuinely glad that it didn't bother him that you bites were your way of showing affection
He was not shy about the marks from your teeth that you sometimes left on his skin and did not try to hide them in any way. Every time someone noticed them, Chive smiled easily, seeing the embarrassment on people's faces. He did not see the need to hide anything, because the fact that you met was not a secret from anyone
Several times he bit you in response, which caused your confused cry. You are not used to being bitten, because in your previous relationship, your partner was negative about the fact that you bit to show your affection. However, Chive didn't mind both getting bitten and biting back
Chive liked the fact that you didn't hide your feelings and didn't try to suppress them. Even the fact that you showed your feelings through bites didn't bother him. It was a part of you that he accepted, just like everyone else
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