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I Could Be A Good Mother, and I Wanna Be Your Wife

Katsuki Bakugou x Fem!Reader

Summary: Class 1A is given the surprise task of caring for baby dolls. Everyone is randomly paired up in two’s, and it’s just your luck that you get your crush as a partner.

Warnings: Bakugou may be a little ooc but I don’t care

Genre: Fluff

Word Count: 6,512

Disclaimer: Reader is kept as diverse as possible but wears a skirt, uses the girls locker room, has long enough hair to run fingers through, calls herself ‘mother’, being able to birth a child, and was originally written with a fem aligned person in mind. This is safe for poc, and plus size readers. The majority of the fic is also safe for trans women readers but the bonus at the end is not. (Y/N) is used only once.

Important info before you read‼️

This fic was written originally with an OC of mine in mind, however, most people don’t read Canon x OC and while I normally wouldn’t care and wrote one anyway, I am very proud of this and want as many people to read it as possible and hopefully enjoy it. So with that in mind, I took out any describing factors and her name but I did keep some of her backstory and her quirk. If that bothers you, you can move on but I hope you read it anyway because I’m very proud of this.

Also, there is another OC of mine in this story, Usagi. She’s not integral to the plot and has no speaking roles. I had to add her to keep the class even, otherwise someone would’ve been a single parent.

Any feedback is very welcome and appreciated!

Title is inspired by ‘not a lot, just forever’ by Adrianna Lenker but the fic is unrelated.

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It was a Monday, a few weeks after the majority of Class 1A got their provisional hero licenses when Midnight and Recovery Girl entered the classroom. Aizawa had taken it upon himself to snuggle up in his yellow sleeping bag and take a nap after introducing the two women, leaving them to explain what today’s class is.

The students expected Midnight, considering she had taught a few of their classes before, but there were murmurs of why the school nurse was there.

“Listen up boys and girls! We have a very special and unique class for today!” Midnight announced as she raised her hand in the air, her leather whip clutched in her hand, catching the attention of everyone (who was awake) in the room.

“Today isn’t about hero work or everyday schoolwork. This lesson is special, it will help you all later in your lives if you choose this path. The path being….PARENTHOOD!” She exclaimed while striking an enthusiastic pose.

“Wait, what?!” “Seriously?” “What do you mean?!” A series of voices could be heard throughout the classroom.

“Settle down!” Midnight got the attention of the students. “This lesson is the most important lesson anyone can learn. Whether you want to become a parent or not, learning how to care for babies and children is a vital and selfless aspect of life.”

There were a couple hushed protests among the class but Recovery Girl talked over them. “You will have one week to care for these babies.” She explained as she pulled out eleven baby dolls of various genders and races. “These dolls are specially made for things like this. These babies will cry, make noises, “sleep”, “eat”, and soil its diaper like a real baby. They’re also able to record and grade you based on how quickly you can figure out and resolve its problem. And be careful what you say around it and how you say things. They can detect anger and verbal abuse which will drastically affect your score. Now…any questions?”

A bunch of hands were instantly raised. But that didn’t matter since Bakugou stood up and slammed his hands onto his desk and yelled. “WHAT THE HELL DO WE HAVE TO RAISE SOME DUMB BABIES FOR?! THIS IS THE HERO COURSE NOT A NURSEY COURSE!”

“Sit down.” Midnight said sternly. She took over the conversation. “While this lesson isn’t exactly meant to play into your hero work, this knowledge can be beneficial out in the field. For example, in some rescue operations, it can take hours for a child to be reunited with their family. Most of the time, medics will take the child and work with police to try and reunite them with their parents, but there are times where a hero must step in and care for and comfort the child. With older children around three to five years old, they’re easier to calm down. You can talk to them and explain the situation and reassure them. But babies and younger children are harder to console in high stress situations. If you learn these things now, you won’t be stressed if you ever get caught in a situation where you’re in charge of a small child. A lot of heroes are inexperienced with child care unless they are a parent themselves or have young family members. Think of this as getting ahead of a problem before it even starts. Make sense?”

Bakugou grumbled and sat back down.

“Eeeee This is going to be fun! We get to take care of cute babies!” Ashido squealed.

“I don’t think it will be that fun, Mina. Babies are a lot of hard work and dedication.” Asui chimed in, a finger lifted up to her lips. She had two younger siblings, so she knew a thing or two about raising kids.

“Correct you are, child.” Recovery Girl said. “The infant stage is one of the toughest stages of child rearing since they can’t communicate their needs and wants with words. It’s a lot of guessing and paying attention to their body language. However, these dolls do not move so you will have to rely on audio cues to guess what the child needs.”

Midnight spoke up. “You will be split up into groups of two all determined by a random draw. Because there are more boys than girls in this class, some of you will end up in a same sex partnership. You do not have to act as a real couple so don’t freak out if you’re partnered with someone you don’t have romantic feelings for. What’s important is teamwork on taking care of the baby. You are in charge of the child for the rest of this week, including the weekend. You may chose to either take turns or to split responsibility evenly. You will be given all the supplies you will need, if you end up needing more, Recovery Girl will help you. At the end of the week you will return the dolls and we will tally up the scores and see which couple has the lowest score. The lowest score is the winner since each mistake is marked based on how severe of a mistake it was. The higher the score, the worse you did. Any more questions?”

Iida quickly raised his hand. Midnight gestured for him to speak. He stood up and loudly asked “If we are to have the baby all day for the rest of the week, what do we do with it while training? You can’t expect us to take the baby with us! That’s highly dangerous and immoral and I would expect better from such a prestigious school!”

“Yes, you’re right. We don’t expect you to keep the doll with you while training. That’s why each of you will have to figure something out. One of you will have to sit out of training unless you can find a better option. Leaving the child in your dorm and hoping for the best is not an option and neither is bringing it to training and leaving it off to the side. It’s like real life. One of the parents has to stay home and care for the child. Sometimes they will get a babysitter but that is not an option for you since the scores need to come from you and your partner only for you to pass. If you really want to train that day, you’ll either have to talk it through with your partner, or train later in the day during your free time.” Midnight answered.

“Thank you very much for clearing this up.” Iida said, bowing deeply before taking his seat.

Midnight clapped her hands. “Alright! With everything out of the way, let’s draw for your partners.” She held up a blue plastic box. “In this box is twenty-two coloured tokens. There are eleven pairs. Each one of you will reach into this box and pull out one token, when everyone has a token, you will be given time to find the person with the same colour token. They will be your partner for the rest of the week. You may not switch partners. Each colour is already assigned to a baby as well, so you don’t get to chose that either.” As she finished explaining she walked around the room letting everyone reach in and pull out a token. When the box was empty she returned to the front and allowed the class to find their partners.

Midoriya and Uraraka had the yellow tokens, Shouji and Asui had the purple tokens, Mina and Kirishima had the red tokens, Kaminari and Jirou had the orange tokens, Hagakure and Yayorozu had the light blue tokens, Sero and Mineta had the black tokens, Usagi and Tokoyami had the dark blue tokens, Todoroki and Ojiro had the pink tokens, Iida and Aoyama had the green tokens, and Satou and Kouda had the white tokens.

You looked down at your brown coloured token and looked back up to scan the room. All your classmates were already paired up and either happily talking about how it would be to raise a baby together or complaining about their partner. You could faintly hear Mineta crying about not being paired up with a girl. You look across the room at Bakugou who was still sat at his desk, glaring at his token.

Upon closer look, you could see that it was the same colour as yours. You sighed, already accepting that you’ll basically be a single parent as you can’t imagine he’d want anything to do with this. You reluctantly stood up and made your way across the classroom to him.

“Um…hey. Looks like we have the same colour. Guess we’re partners for the week.” You said, gently.

“I can fucking see that. I’m not blind, dumbass.” He retorted.

Ah, it seems he’s decided to take on the verbally abusive and absent father route already. You’ll have to do your best to make sure you get a low enough score. You’ve never taken care of a baby before. You had baby dolls as a kid but they’ve never graded you before. This was a whole new challenge and you could feel the anxiety pooling in your stomach.

“Right…well. We should talk about how we want to do this.” You started. “I think we should take turns each day. I could take it today and you take it tomorrow and repeat. I know you probably don’t want to skip a day of training so I can take it during training even on your days. There’s not much really for me to train anyway so I can afford to lose a week of it.” You let out a weak laugh.

Bakugou growled. “Do whatever you want but don’t be stupid. You can train on the days I have it. Don’t stop your training over some dumb doll.”

“But…you would be stopping yours if you-“ You get cut off by the blonde.

“I’m already the best in this whole class! Missing a few days of training isn’t going to do anything. Besides, you’re weak and you need to be at your strongest so I can beat you and prove that I’m the best in this entire school!” He yelled. You think that was a compliment albeit he put it weirdly.

“Ha…yeah…okay.” You replied. Just then the bell rang and everyone started to put their stuff away. You went over to your desk to do the same.

“Please return your tokens to the box! And before you leave, pick up your baby with the matching colour onesie and the bag of necessities. You have the rest of the day to yourselves.” Said Midnight.

You slung your bag onto your back and walked to the front of the room and dropped your token back into the box. You waited for your classmates to fizzle out a bit so you could get your baby. The dolls were all lined up in car seats. You found the one wearing a brown onesie, a girl with blonde hair. You chuckled to yourself at the resemblance to your partner.

You grabbed the handle of the car seat and went to grab the big duffel bag next to it when someone grabbed it before you. You look over to see Bakugou standing over you, glaring off to the side.

“Move it.” He gruffed out as he slung the bag over his shoulder.

You left the classroom with Bakugou trailing behind you, still scowling. You turn around and start walking backwards to face him and hold out the car seat so he could see the doll nestled inside.

“Look. She looks like you.” You giggled. He glanced down at the blonde doll and huffed.

“Watch where you’re going, idiot.” He grumbled. You rolled your eyes and turned back around and followed your classmates to the dorms.

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Back in the dorms, everyone was changed out of their school uniforms and gathered in the common room with their new kids. Everyone of course…except for Bakugou, who very grumpily went to his room after dropping the bag of things off at your room.

You had went through the bag and found loads of diapers, clothing, a carrier that strapped to your chest, bottles, a pacifier, and some baby toys. You weren’t exactly sure why you would need toys, considering the baby isn’t actually real, but you guessed you’d find out the reason sooner or later.

You decided to change her out of her boring brown onesie so you picked out a cute outfit from the ones provided. You undid the buckles holding the baby in the car seat (why it came in a car seat when you don’t even know how to drive a car, you will not know) and gently and carefully lifted the little girl out of the seat, making sure to support her head.

As you laid her on the ground and started to undress her, she started making cooing noises.

“Oh! Hello….you must be awake now I guess.” You spoke to the baby as she cooed in reply. “Ha…I guess you are kinda cute.” You felt as if you were talking to yourself.

When your new daughter was dressed, you decided to go to the common room since you thought everyone would be there, and right you were. As you went down the hallway you could hear the excited chatter of your classmates getting louder. When you were in sight, Mina noticed you and waved you over.

“Hey! Come over here! We’re all showing off our babies!” She excitedly exclaimed. As you walked over, Kirishima stood up from his spot beside Mina and offered the space to you. You thanked him as you sat down and readjusted your baby in your arms.

“Course! What kinda man would I be if I didn’t offer a seat to a lady with a baby!” He replied. Ever so chivalrous, he is.

“Ha! That rhymed.” Kaminari pointed out.

“Awww you got a girl? How lucky!” Mina squealed. “Kirishima and I got a boy. We named him Kenji.” You looked down at her lap where the doll was laid on its back.

“You named it?” You asked.

“Well yeah! We can’t just keep calling him “it” and “the baby”.” She explained as if it was obvious.

Iida then chimed in, his baby tucked securely in one of his arms. “Yes, I suppose it would be beneficial to name the child. This is supposed to be taken seriously and we can not leave a child unnamed!”

There were murmurs of agreement throughout the room as everyone talked with their partners on what they should name their baby. You looked down to the small blonde doll in your arms that let out another coo and softly smiled.

“Riki…” You thought to yourself. “I’ll call you Riki.”

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“Riki?” Bakugou gawked. “You gave it a name?”

Bakugou was helping with making dinner, well, it was more like he forced everyone to let him do most of it because “no one was doing it right”. You were stood out of the way but within talking distance, your newly named baby in one arm and holding a bottle up to her mouth as she “ate”.

“First off, she’s a she not an “it”. Secondly, everyone in the class named their baby. We have to take this seriously and I’m not going to call her an “it” the whole week. Besides…I thought Riki would be a good name. It means “strong”….and since she kinda looks like you, I figured you’d want your kid to be strong like you so…” You trailed off looking down at the doll in your arms. “We can change it though if you really don’t like it.”

Bakugou huffs. “No…call it-…..call her whatever you want.” He continues to cook in silence. There’s a faint blush on his cheeks. You smile softly at him. Maybe you won’t have to do this alone after all.

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The first day goes by smoothly. You had a bit of a learning curve with changing the diaper but you managed after help from Yayorozu. Who knew she’d be so good at something like that?

You had just settled down into bed after putting Riki to “sleep” and were scrolling on your phone. It was about 10pm, most people were still awake but you knew the person you wanted to talk to most more than likely wasn’t. He went to bed at 8:30pm every night, even on weekends.

You stared at your screen open on Bakugou’s blank private messages page. UA made an app for the students to contact each other and teachers with. It worked like a regular texting app, every class had their own group chat and you could private message each other, even students from other classes. All of them were accessible to staff if needed though.

You didn’t know if you should even bother asking him if he’s still going to take Riki tomorrow. Plus you didn’t want to wake him up. You were about to turn your phone off when you got a message from Mina. You open up her message and see a picture of Kirishima with his hair down, asleep on one of the couches in the common room with their baby on his chest. You laughed quietly to yourself and responded with a cute reaction meme. You thought they would make an interesting pair for this project.

You turned off your phone and plugged it in to charge and set it on your bedside table. You got comfortable in bed and closed your eyes. It would take you a while to fall asleep so you started to let your mind wander. You realized that tomorrow Bakugou will miss out on training if he takes the baby. He already told you earlier today in class not to worry about it and to focus on your own training…but you genuinely couldn’t think on how training would benefit you.

Your quirk has always been more of a supporting quirk rather than one that could do well in a fight one on one. Your quirk is called Cheer, by speaking words of encouragement to someone, you can make your target stronger both physically and emotionally. The reverse also works, if you berate someone it makes them weaker. You can use it on more than one person but its effects get weaker the more people you use it in at once. There’s also a major weakness to your quirk. Anytime you berate someone, you gain confidence, but when you encourage someone, it takes away your confidence. Because of this you feel inferior to everyone else in your class. Even Mineta has a more useful quirk in combat than you do. You’re basically forced to sit on the sidelines and watch people fight. It helps in rescue operations but you still wished you could fight like everyone else. You only managed to get into the hero course because you racked up enough rescue points and got lucky with a three pointer.

It’s ironic that someone with an inferiority complex got paired up with someone with a superiority complex. It’s even more ironic that you managed to gain a crush on the bastard too.

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It was now Tuesday morning and Bakugou was sat in his room staring at the doll in its car seat.

You had entered the common room already dressed in your uniform with Riki in the seat. Hero training was the first class that morning so anyone who was in charge of their baby that day stayed behind and would join everyone later for normal classes. Your tie wasn’t done yet and your skirt was pulled up a little too high, showing off more thigh than you usually do, as you were in a rush since Riki wouldn’t stop crying and you couldn’t figure out why. She had finally managed to settle down when you gave her the included pacifier.

You weren’t much of a breakfast eater, especially if you were training in the morning so you didn’t go to the kitchen. You noticed Bakugou sat on one of the couches drinking something out of a mug. He was wearing a simple black tank top and sweatpants.

“Oh Bakugou! There you are. I’m guessing since you’re not in uniform you’re still taking Riki today.” You sat the car seat on the floor near him and started doing your tie. You knew you were just going to have to take it off soon to change into your hero costume but you still wanted to show up looking like you at least tried. “So I figured out that she makes different noises depending on what she wants. Most of the time she just wants to be held or given a pacifier so she makes really whiny sounds that almost sound like a cry. She was just crying now and the only thing that made her stop was the pacifier so she might start up again soon. I made a smaller bag of her things like diapers and her bottle just so you’re not carrying a big ass duffel bag later.” You were almost rivalling Midoriya with how fast you were muttering, you didn’t mean to but you didn’t want to be late and you kept fumbling with your tie.

As you were smoothing out your front, you felt a pair of hands grab the bottom of your skirt and start to pull down. You shrieked and smacked the hands away and turned around to see (to the best of your ability) Hagakure behind you.

“Oh my god, Hagakure! I had no idea who was behind me! You scared me thinking it was Mineta pulling at my skirt.” You laughed and grabbed onto the girls arms.

“Ahhh I’m sorry! I just noticed your skirt was up a lot higher than normal and you almost showed off a bit too much.” The invisible girl explained as you fixed your skirt. “Come on, we got to get to class!”

“Right, yeah, I’m coming.” You responded as Hagakure held your hand. You quickly turned to Bakugou again who once again had a faint blush dusting his cheeks. “You sure you’ll be okay? I know it’s only for an hour before I see you again so if you want to pawn her off to me next class then that’s fine.”

“Tch…how incompetent do you think I am? Of course I can take care of some stupid doll for an hour!” He barked back at you.

You felt Hagakure pulling you towards the front door. “Ok, well…see you later then!” You said as you finally took off with your friend, leaving Bakugou and a few others scattered around the common room.

“Heyyy, Bakugou! You get stuck on babysitting duty too?” Kaminari taunted, his baby settled in a carrier strapped to his chest.

Bakugou growled. “It’s not babysitting when it’s your own kid you idiot. And you look dumb with that thing on.” He stood up and grabbed the handle of the car seat and went off to his room. He could hear Kaminari complaining as he left.

Now here he was, in his room having a staring match with a doll. He wasn’t sure what to do for an hour, let along with a baby. He glanced up at some math homework left on his desk and decided to finish it up so he was ahead of everyone else in class. Ten minutes past when his concentration was interrupted by whining. He looked over at the car seat that was faced away from him at this angle and sighed. He reached over and turned it around.

“Jesus. She didn’t mention how fucking annoying it would be.” He muttered to himself as he undid the straps and lifted the baby out. “What the hell is your problem, huh?” He asked, surprisingly not as loud as he normally would. He thought maybe she was hungry and remembered you said something about a small bag with her bottle in it. He looked around but couldn’t find it. In fact, he didn’t remember seeing any bag with the baby anyway. He grumbled as he picked up his phone and opened up the messaging app and sent you a private message.

In the locker rooms you heard your phone buzz and decided to look at it as you were changing. You saw a notification from Bakugou and quickly opened it.

Katsuki Bakugou: hey, dumbass. she’s crying but I can’t find that bag you were talking about

You winced as you remembered that you never actually grabbed the bag in your rush to get downstairs.

You: damn I must have forgotten it in my room, sorry. feel free to go and grab it. my room code is 6678 it should be on my desk. you know which floor I’m on right?

Bakugou scoffed.

Katsuki Bakugou: yes I know. I’m not stupid.

You: never said you were <3 have fun lol

You didn’t realize you sent the heart. It was muscle memory from texting with your friends, but it sent Bakugou for a loop.

After he had quickly made his way to the second floor and grabbed the bag you mentioned, he went back to his room where he had left the baby on his bed. Her whining had turned into crying by now.

“Alright, Alright! I got your damn stuff.” Bakugou sat on the floor and settled the doll into his arm. He removed the pacifier and held the bottle up to its mouth. He felt relieved when the crying stopped. “This is fucking ridiculous.” He thought out loud.

He rested his back on his bed and started to drift off in to thought. Why did you send that heart? Did you mean to do it? Was it a reflex? Were you making fun of him? No…that couldn’t be right. You were one of the few that took him seriously. Sure you teased him sometimes, but not as much as the others. He thought back to a time where he accidentally overheard something he probably shouldn’t have that still made his heart feel weird.

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Bakugou was making his way to the kitchen to get something to drink. He could hear you and the other girls of Class 1A giggling and talking about random shit.

He was going to ignore the group when something made him stop in his tracks right before he would be seen.

“Sooo, who do you like?” Mina asked with a teasing voice.

“Who, me?” You asked as Mina nodded. All eyes were on you and you felt yourself blush. “Well…I guess I kinda have a thing for Bakugou…” You answered shyly, playing with the hem of your shirt.

“What?!” “Wait, Bakugou?!” “Really?” The girls cried out in unison.

“Why is that so shocking? You guys seriously don’t think he’s at least a little bit attractive?” You inquired.

Bakugou stiffened at the confession and he felt his heartbeat speed up. You…had a crush on him? Someone actually was interested in him romantically?

“You don’t think all his yelling and name calling is a turn off?” Uraraka asked.

“Hm…not really. Sure he says some mean stuff but…he doesn’t actually mean it.” You reasoned.

“I don’t know…he always seems to be serious about it. I mean he doesn’t even know our names.” Jirou huffed.

“Yes he does!” You laughed. “He’s not stupid. He’s a lot smarter than I think any of you give him credit for.”

“He is in the top our class academic wise as well as hero wise.” Yayorozu chimes in.

“Exactly. Have none of you realized that a lot of his plans actually work? He may seem like he’s rushing into things but it’s obvious he’s put clear thought into his plans. And the fact that he can make one up that quickly is impressive. He’s also more compassionate than you’d think.” You said, leaning back on the couch.

“Well I think you’re wrong with that.” Tsu replied.

“Because you guys are only seeing the surface level. You’re not reading in between the lines. For example, remember when we just moved into the dorms, the talk Mr. Aizawa had with us outside?” They nodded. “When Mr. Aizawa left, you could feel the uncomfortable tension in the class at being reminded of what happened. Bakugou grabbed Kaminari and made him go all dumb because he knew it would make everyone laugh. And it did! The tension was gone instantly! Bakugou really does care, he just doesn’t know how to show it like other people. And remember the school festival? He totally could’ve refused to play the drums but he did it anyway! That’s what I like about him. He’s not a cold hearted asshole, he just wants you to think he is. I use to be like that too.” You trailed off, looking ashamed.

“Wait. YOU were an asshole?” Mina prodded.

You sighed and nodded. “Yeah, back when I first got my quirk. I realized that putting other people down gave me a lot of confidence. I went on a power trip and started bullying everyone. I started to realize that the “friends” that I did have were only my “friends” so they could escape my words. Made me feel like shit when I found out. Now I hate using my quirk like that unless absolutely necessary. But yeah….I see through Bakugou’s walls and I guess it just made me fall for him.” You changed the subject.

“Wow…you’re whipped for him, aren’t you?” Mina teased.

“Yeah, yeah, whatever. Just don’t tell him that. I don’t need him on my ass about it.” You blushed and waved her off.

“You sure you don’t want him on your ass?” Mina teased again.

“OH SHUT UP!” You threw a pillow at her as the girls laughed.

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Bakugou had zoned out at that memory. He hadn’t meant to eavesdrop, it’s your fault for being so damn loud and talking about him in the first place! It’s been a few weeks since that and it’s still fresh in his mind. Did he like you back? He wasn’t sure. On one hand he was pissed at how you managed to figure him out so easily, but on the other hand…he felt comforted knowing someone understood him and didn’t make fun of him for it. He will admit that you weren’t that bad looking or as stupid as everyone else. He did wish you would see the potential you had with your quirk, though. He could feel his cheeks start to heat up and he scoffed, snapping out of his thoughts and looking back down at the doll in his arms.

“I guess…she’s not so bad…” He said softly to Riki.

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Training had finished and you and the rest of your classmates were on your way to your next class.

Upon entering the classroom you noticed everyone that had skipped out on training standing around, babies either in their arms, strapped to their chest, or in the car seat. Bakugou was sat in his spot, chin in his hand looking out the window to his left.

You had a few minutes to spare before class started so you walked up to your partner. “Hey! How’d it go? Was she fussy?” You asked as you squatted down to see Riki, who was in her car seat on the floor next to his desk.

“Tch, no. I told you I know what I’m doing.” He grumbled.

“I’m pretty sure none of us know what we’re doing but it’s nice to know that you’re taking this seriously.” You replied standing back up.

“HA? YOU THINK I WOULD’NT? YOU THINK I’M NOT CAPABLE OF THIS?” He yelled as he let off small explosions.

“Course not. I did kinda think you would end up leaving most of this to me though. But it’s nice that you’re playing along.” You smiled sincerely.

Iida started ushering everyone to their assigned seats as class was about to begin. You patted Bakugou on his shoulder and left to your seat near the back of the class.

He clenched his fists and glared down at his desk, he could feel his heartbeat going wild again.

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A few days had passed and it was now Friday night and you were at your wits end.

It was your day with Riki and she had been crying non stop for thirty minutes now. You were pacing your room with her in your arms as the doll “sobbed” louder and louder with each agonizing minute. You had no idea what was wrong; you tried feeding her, changing her diaper, holding her, giving her a pacifier, you even tried the toys that they provided but nothing was working!

You were close to tears yourself as you thought about how this would affect your grade and how pissed Bakugou would be if you ruined it. The whole week went by just fine, it never took this long for her to settle down. You had gotten lucky with the baby you were given as she was so easy to care for, but this moment right now was proving difficult.

Feeling like you had no other choice, you left your room with your still wailing daughter in your arms and quickly made your way up to Bakugou’s room.

You knocked on his door while still trying to shush Riki. When Bakugou opened the door, he looked like he had just woken up which made you start ranting.

“Bakugou, fuck, I’m so sorry to bother you right now I know you like to go to bed early but she’s been crying like this for like thirty minutes now and I’ve tried everything but she just won’t stop crying and I don’t know what to do and I’m probably gonna make us fail cause I can’t get her to fucking stop and I just…” You panted “…can you please help me?” You nearly whined.

“Give her to me.” Bakugou reached out as you transferred her into his arms. He walked away with the crying doll, leaving his door open. You decided that was an invitation so you slipped into his room and gently closed the door behind you. You watched as Bakugou gently bounced the doll in his arms and started petting its blonde head.

You stared in awe as Riki started to finally quiet down until she was silent. You breathed out a sigh of relief but tears started to quickly gather in your eyes. Bakugou had opened his balcony door and stepped outside to the cool air. You ran a hand through your messy hair and followed them out onto the balcony. The not quite freezing but cold air nipping at your skin. It felt nice as you didn’t even notice that you were sweating from the stress. You bent over and rested your elbows on the railing and placed your head in your hands, trying to hold back your tears.

“She had been crying for so long…I tried everything but nothing worked. But the minute you have her she finally stops. What the hell am I doing wrong? Why am I such a bad mother?” You muttered more to yourself but your partner could hear you anyways.

A minute of silence went by as you tried to not let your tears fall when Bakugou finally spoke up, surprising gently. “Don’t beat yourself up over something you barely know how to handle.”

He leaned his back against the railing next to you. His arm barely grazing against your shoulder, his way of trying to comfort you. You sniffed and dropped your arms from your head and looked forward out into the dark courtyard.

“She’s been perfect this entire week. Nothing I couldn’t handle…but she just had to act like a total brat tonight.” You sighed.

“Hey.” Bakugou said sternly. “Don’t call our daughter a brat…that’s my line.”

You laughed at that, completely overlooking the fact that you called the doll “our daughter”. Bakugou softly smiled at your laugh, also not realizing exactly what he said. But her certainly felt his heart flutter as he looked down at the baby in his arms.

Bakugou decided he’d take her for the rest of the night so you could get some sleep. It was his turn tomorrow anyway.

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Monday had come by quickly, thus, ending the project. Recovery Girl had collected the dolls, and you couldn’t lie, you felt a little sad at the fact that you won’t have Riki around anymore. The class waited in anticipation to see whose grade was the lowest.

When the results came in, Midnight stood at the front of the class once again and started to call out the grades.

“Coming in last place is Sero and Mineta with a sixty-five.” Mineta started screaming about how unfair it was and that they got a faulty doll. “Todoroki and Ojiro have a score of thirty-four, Kaminari and Jirou have a thirty, Iida and Aoyama a twenty-seven, Usagi and Tokoyami with twenty-five, Shouji and Asui with twenty-one, Hagakure and Yayorozu with twenty, Mina and Kirishima with an eighteen, Satou and Kouda with a fifteen, Bakugou and (Y/N) with a score of eight, and lastly, coming in first place with the best score is Midoriya and Uraraka with a three! Good work everyone. I hope you all learned some valuable lessons from this experience!” Midnight finished.

There were high fives and cheers coming from the people with the lower scores and talks of what they could’ve done better from the people with higher marks.

You stared down at your desk smiling. Eight wasn’t so bad, right? Much better than what Mineta got.

At the front of the class, Bakugou has turned his head back to look at you and softly smiled to himself when he saw your relief. He turned back around to look down at his hands as he played with his pen. He could hear Midoriya and Uraraka being congratulated for the lowest score and for once in his life….he didn’t mind coming in second.

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Bonus:

Twelve years later, Bakugou had established himself as the number two hero with his own agency. You worked along side him as his number one sidekick. You both grew a lot since high school and grew closer from the experience. You managed to get rid of your inferiority complex and become more comfortable with using your quirk against villains rather than standing by and cheering on the heroes. You can also hold your own in combat pretty well now and you have a slew of support items to help.

But instead of kicking ass on the street you were laid out on a hospital bed after the longest 7 hours of your life. You were sweaty and exhausted, but it was all worth it as you looked at the little bundle in your arms. A head of blonde hair was peaking out of the blanket.

“What should we name her?” You whispered to the person leaning over you with their hand on your head and looking lovingly down at the newborn.

“…..Riki.” Bakugou said softly.

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kingdomtual · 2 years

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one day I wanna see a trainee who isn’t obsessed with bts LOL who feels like, ‘oh cool’ but also not speechless over them LOOOOL

#I mean you can appreciate that someone in the field you wanna work in has accomplished a lot #but they're all like in love with bts every time #besties there are soooo many groups to admire #I wanna see the trainee who is obsessed with oneus #or ateez #oh but I guess these trainees are hybe trainees...#it's probably in the contract to only talk about hybe groups LOL #hopey chats

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buckyalpine · 9 months

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Pick Me

Bucky x reader

The new recruit has her eyes set of a certain set of super soldiers. Especially your super soldier.

warnings: jealously, Angsty bangsty, but also so fluffy fluffy and smutty, clueless Bucky, he really means no harm, go easy on him.

A/n - editing to add: when I first started writing this I loved the concept and wrote a large chunk but then I left it for months cause I struggled to actually finish writing it. This wasn’t even the original ending I had planned but I just wanted to finish it so yes Bucky should’ve done way more, pretend there was a time jump where he does a better job with earning forgiveness 🥲

“Everyone, meet Nicole, our newest recruit for the field agent training program” Tony walked into the common room where you were sprawled out on the couch with Nat, Sam and Wanda while a young woman walking confidently behind him. “She’s going to be staying with us for a couple of months to train before she goes onto the the field” Tony turned back to her, bringing her to his side.

“I’m sure you know everyone but let me introduce you to them anyway. This is the very Natasha, Wanda, Sam and y/n”

“Hey Nicole” You gave her a warm smile, happy to welcome her while everyone else also got up to greet her. “Nice to meet you”

“Oh, ew, just call me Nic! I don’t really go by Nicole” She scrunched her face at the sound of her full name, her eyes scanning the room, clearly looking for someone. “Don’t suppose the very Captain America and Sergeant Barnes are here?”

The hopeful uptick in her voice made it clear that’s who she’d been searching for. Right on cue, the two super soldiers walked into the living room on their way to the kitchen after a morning run.

“Speak of the devils and I do mean devils” Tony snorted beckoning the men to meet the new recruit. “Rogers, Barnes, this is Nicole, preferably Nic”

“Hello handsome” She gave Bucky a bashful smile before turning to Steve and batting her lashes, “and handsome”

“Nice to meet you” Steve reddened at the way she gripped onto his hand before slinking over to the brunette, purposely sticking out her left hand so he’d shake with his metal one. “And you Sergeant”

Bucky gave her a smile and quick shake, excusing himself to get some water while Steve quickly trailed behind him. Tony went on to take her to her room which was on the same floor as yours, all the other spare rooms occupied by a few others who had already started training. Nicole returned to the living room moments later with sweats and a hoodie, her hair tied up, plopping down onto the sofa beside Sam.

“Hey, were doing a girls night, movies, junk food, wine, you wanna join us?” Nat offered with a smile hoping to make the new recruit feel more welcome even though a part of her was wary.

“It’s a lot of fun, I was just about to get some snacks for tonight, let me know what you like” You add with a smile, only to be met with a scoff.

“Mmm, hard pass on that, wine isn’t really my thing, thanks though” She gave the group a tight lipped smile before turning back to the two super soldiers who had also joined at some point, scrolling through phones they finally knew how to use.

“What are you boys up to tonight” She threw them a smile while laying back on the couch and kicking her feet up, letting her hoodie ride up in the process.

“Bucky and I were actually just going get in a work out, nothing much tonight” He said with a smile, not noticing the way Nicole’s eyes lit up.

“Oh wow I actually haven’t been by the gym yet but I guess it’ll be where I spend most of my time for the program”

“You could join us if you’d like, we can show you around” Bucky offered, also missing the smirk that crossed her face, only seeing her bounce right up with an enthusiastic nod.

“Really? That would be great, I’d really appreciate it!”

“Of course, anytime. We’re just about to head down soon” Bucky stretched as he got up, along with Steve, waiting for her to change before heading down. She got up and went off to her room while you picked at the skin on your fingers. You felt a pang of something at the pit of your stomach at Bucky’s offer but you knew he was just trying to make the girl feel like she was part of the team. He knew more about feeling left out than anyone else; of course he’d never want anyone else to feel the same way.

Still.

Something was off.

You shook off the inkling of insecurity you felt, not wanting to over think his intentions. You and Bucky were not official yet but everyone knew there was tension and a clear unspoken dynamic between you both. It was just a matter of time. Unless he had his sights on the new girl...

No.

He wouldn’t do that.

Right?

*****

“She’s getting really comfortable around those two” Nat cocked an eyebrow watching Nicole have a field day sparring with the two men, throwing herself onto Bucky in particular, giggling when he’d help correct her stance or catch her before she slipped. Every since she joined them at the gym, she made a point to only work out when they were both there, finding excuses when anyone else would offer to help her train.

“I guess they are really experienced, so it makes sense...” Your voice trailed off, trying to reason why she was practically glued to their side, again ignoring the uneasiness you felt when Bucky picked her up with ease and set her back on her feet.

“Uh-huh, we’re all experienced” Nat rolled her eyes, plastering on a fake smile when the three finished up on the sparring mat, making their way over to the both you. “You three have a good workout?”

Steve blinked, noting the iciness In Nat’s voice though Nicole seemed unbothered.

“They’re great, can’t beat having the two best soldiers train me” She drawled out, giving them a wink. Bucky couldn’t help the blush that spread to his cheeks, not used to being praised and you couldn’t help the jealously that started to gnaw at you again.

No.

Relax.

“Anytime, Nic” He shrugged while Nat retched internally, deciding to cut through that conversation before it went further.

“You know, if you come by in the afternoons, Agent Hill hosts a great self-defense workshop for women, great way for you to do some networking as well” Nat gauged the way Nicole’s nose scrunched, shaking her head.

“Women’s workshop, sound’s like a drama fest waiting to happen, honestly most of my friends are guys, makes life easier, thanks though” her eyes didn’t leave the brunette, placing herself perfectly between both soldiers. “Besides, I’m pretty good with self-defense already, that's why I got these two helping me with a little extra”

“Anyway! Y/n and I were talking about the event Stark is hosting later night. You’re both coming, right?” Nat looked at the two men before her, purposely avoiding the Nicole but it didn’t seem to matter.

“Are you coming as well?” Bucky asked her, her eyes lighting up again, quickly recomposing herself after. “You could meet a few of the other agents too, get to know some more people”

“Uh sure, I could come by for a bit” She shrugged, coming off as indifferent while shaking with excitement on the inside. “Thanks, Sarge”

You sucked in a breath at the name she kept calling him, always dropping a suggestive tone in her voice. Or maybe you were over thinking it. It was perfectly plausible she was just being nice to the person who was making an effort to make her feel welcomed. Maybe she had bad experiences in other places that made her wary of women, hence why she only stuck to all the guys on the team. You tried to wrack you brain for answers that would make you feel a little better but came up short.

But you didn’t want to be petty.

You were more mature than this.

“We have plenty of dresses if you want to come by and get ready together” You offered again, mustering a smile, making a final attempt to befriend the new recruit but she didn’t even look your way, fully focused on the brunette.

“Uh- not really the dresses and heels type. I’m more of a sneakers girl to be honest” She tossed her pony tail over her shoulder, missing the way Nat’s eyes nearly rolled out of her head while you nodded, watching her sway her hips as she walked off. “I’ll drag myself over if I’m feeling it”

“Oh-okay, then we’ll just see you there!” You called after her while Nat dragged you off, uninterested in your constant attempts to be friendly.

“C’mon, lets get you ready. I’m going to make you look so hot, Barnes ends up on his knees” The red head smirked while you squeaked, feeling your face heat up. “We’re putting you in that red dress, the one that makes his pants feel too tight, don’t think I didn’t catch him adjusting himself the last time you wore it”

“Nat!” You hissed, hoping he didn’t hear, the both of you in a fit of giggles as you made your way to your room. “Oh my god” you hid your face while she dug through your closet, pulling out the tiny dress that hugged your body perfectly, the red color making you stand out in the best way possible.

“Go shower while I get all the make up out, I’m tired of miss pick me trying to get a buy one get one free deal with those two”

You snorted, hopping into the shower, letting the hot water destress your muscles, feeling a little more hopeful with the dress choice you were going with. Nat didn’t waste any time; as soon as you were out, your hair was styled, make up done and heels strapped. You knew you looked good when both Sam and Tony did a double take, letting their eyes shamelessly linger on you with low whistles.

“Y’know if you’re done playing games with terminator, I’d be happy to take his place” Tony wiggled his eyebrows while you giggled, taking a seat on the plush couch of the lounge where everyone else sat.

“What are you ladies drinking” Steve came over with a tray of drinks from the bar, already well aware of what each person liked to typically order.

“I’m good with a beer” Nicole shrugged, rolling her eyes when you took the pink drink from the tray, “Ugh, I don’t know how you drink those, they’re so sweet, do you even taste anything at that point?”

You shrugged, quietly taking a sip of the raspberry lemonade while she gulped her beer, signaling for another after slamming her bottle down.

“You guys took forever to get ready, this is why I can’t deal with makeup and dresses n’shit” she snorted, directing her comment mostly at you, “That’s a pretty bright color, I thought tonight was supposed to be lowkey?”

“Well I think you ladies look beautiful” Thor boomed, not catching the snark in Nicole's voice, his smile wide and voice completely sincere. “Especially you, Lady y/n”

“Thank you Thunder” You smiled, though the giddiness you felt initially had taken a second hit for the night. He beamed, setting down a bottle of Asgardian mead, searching for the two soldiers.

“Alright, where are the two that need this” He looked around for Steve and Bucky, since they couldn’t get drunk off of regular alcohol. Bucky strode in clearly dressed to kill, in all black from head to toe. Steve joined his side, their faces lit up like it was Christmas day seeing the crystal decanter in the God’s hands. Bucky’s eyes flicked back to you, his breath hitching in his throat, seeing you in his favorite dress.

“Fuck sweets, you look-

“C’mon Sarge, how about a little competition” Nicole nudged Bucky, cutting off the trance he had on you, her shoulder pressing into his, biting her lip and eyeing the alcohol, “Let’s see how many shots we can do”

“This might be a lot to handle doll” Bucky chuckled while you froze hearing what he called her. Her eyes lit up again, quickly glancing over to you, her eye brow quirking before leaning into him more.

Since when did he call anyone else doll.

You felt your stomach sink, taking another long sip of your drink instead, but nothing distracted you from the banter that was taking place before you.

“Ugh, finee, I’ll stick to regular vodka, c’mon Buckyyy, lets gooo!” She practically clung off him waiting for him to pour shots, inches away from crawling into his lap as he grabbed the bottles. You couldn’t tell if the flush from his cheeks was from the alcohol or the constant giggles Nicole made whenever he spoke but either way, you didn’t want to watch any longer.

“Where are you going” Nat grabbed your arm as you got up to leave, though you didn’t need to say anything for her to understand. Her green eyes glared at the tipsy solders who were now busy with a game of pool, surrounded by the rest of the team, Nicole practically crawling up Bucky’s legs each time it was his turn. “For fucks sake-

“They’re just having fun, don’t worry about it” You stopped Nat before she stormed over, shaking your head. As much as you wanted to red head to have her way with any of the three at this point, you couldn't be bothered. You were not about to fight for Bucky’s attention; if he wanted to give it to you, he would...

Right?

You thought things would go back to normal at some point. But it didn’t. Nicole made a point of training twice a day, anything to get her hands on the brunette. Anything to feel the cool metal of his hand on her. In fact she’d taken up most of Bucky’s time outside of just training, always finding ways to tag along with Steve as well, all while avoiding the rest of the team.

*****

“What's wrong sweets” Bucky could tell something was on your mind while he stroked your back, his body still warm from the way he took you apart at least 3 times before filling you up till you were dripping and soaking his sheets. He had finally gotten an afternoon off, tossing you over his shoulder when he found you in the kitchen, not letting you get a word in as he shut the door behind him. You wanted to argue back that he couldn’t just have access to you any time he felt like according to his convenience, but as soon as his soft lips were on you, you melted, turning into a moaning mess seconds later.

“I feel like I haven’t seen you in ages” You shrugged, toying with the corner of Bucky’s blanket, starting to feel more like you were just a body to warm his bed than someone he actually wanted to be with. “We haven’t really hung out recently”

You had let yourself relax into his hold only for him to curse under his breath a second later after he noticed the time. He shifted you off him, making his way over to the closet to pull over his jeans and Henley before scrambling around for his wallet and keys.

“Bucky, what are you-

“Sorry doll, I forgot I promised to take Nicole to the corner diner, showing her around a little bit cause she’ll be staying for a few extra weeks”

Fantastic.

“You spend a lot of time with her” You didn’t want to come off as jealous, keeping your voice even, though you were close to tearing someone's head off. Bucky didn’t seem to notice, humming in agreement while sitting at the edge of the bed to pull on his socks.

“Yeah, she’s fun!” Bucky said casually, which only made the weight in your stomach feel heavier. “She almost beat Steve in MarioKart, just when he thought he was unstoppable”

“Hm” You didn’t bother saying anything else while Bucky threw on his jacket, patting down himself to be sure he didn’t miss anything. He caught the way your face had fallen, his cool metal fingers slipping under your chin to tilt your face up.

“How about we hang out after? Around 7, we’ll watch a movie together, okay? I’ll grab dinner for us. Promise doll” He kissed your forehead before jogging off, closing the door behind him.

You were ready by 6, too excited to wait till 7, having showered and changed into something comfy, laying out Bucky’s favorite snacks and adding a few more soft pillows to the bed. You knew it was still early so you didn’t mind lounging around for a bit, anxiously checking the time as it neared closer and closer to when he was supposed to show up.

An hour later, it was 7.

Then 7:30.

And then 8.

By 9, you had left everything as is, blinking back the hot tears that wanted to spill, retreating back to your own room, not wanting to see him at all, even if he did have a good excuse for not showing up, which was highly unlikely. You shut the door, throwing on an oversized t-shirt and crawling into bed, burying yourself under the covers, no longer bothering to hold back the tears that began to soak your pillow.

****

Bucky cocked his head curiously, seeing his bedroom door left ajar, wondering why it was open when he definitely closed it before leaving. As soon as he stepped in, his heart dropped to his stomach seeing the pillows that were propped up against the headboard, his favorite snacks piled on the fluffy blanket, your fuzzy bunny slippers left behind beside his bed.

He cursed under his breath when he realized the time, remembering his promise to you, running straight to your room, only to find it closed with the lights turned off. He tried knocking only to be met with silence, carefully turning the handle and letting himself inside.

“Doll?” He felt his heart break further seeing the small lump under a mountain of blankets, curled up into a ball “Oh, doll” He strode over, sitting at the edge of your bed, careful not to wake you if you were asleep, his hand gently tucking a strand of hair from your face.

“What” Your voice cracked, hoping he’d think its from sleep and not the fact that you had been crying.

“I’m so sorry sweets, we lost track of time, we went out to grab food and then Sam suggested we check out that new arcade just down the street”

We were supposed to do that you thought to yourself, swallowing down the lump in your throat, refusing to let your emotions get the better of you.

“And then Steve and Sam had to leave half way cause they had a mission early in the morning. Nicole wanted ice cream so we went by Carla’s before coming back-

“You took her to Carla's?” You cut Bucky off, your heart breaking further. That particular ice-cream shop always felt like something special you shared with Bucky, the place he took you to when neither of you could sleep. It was the place you shared your first kiss with him, the place where he said he felt something between the two of you. It’s not like you owned the store but it felt like the final straw, your resolve finally breaking.

“Yeah, I-

“Just go Bucky” There wasn’t a hint of iciness in your voice; just disappointment and defeat, both far worse than you being angry. Bucky froze, pulling your blanket away from you, only for you to push his hand away, burying yourself further into the sheets.

“Doll?”

“Don’t call me that” It was the indifference in your voice that left him hurt and confused, mouth opening and closing, “Please leave”

“Sweets, I can make it up to you, I promise-”

“It’s fine James” You shrugged, pulling the sheets higher up, not willing to speak anymore, knowing you’d burst into tears again if you did. Bucky reluctantly decided to let you sleep, figuring you’d hear him out the next day but no.

How wrong he was.

You avoided him in the morning.

And the day after that.

Nearly a week had gone by and you didn’t spare him a second glance, always finding an excuse to evade him whenever he trailed behind you. It didn’t help that Nicole attempted to stay glued to his side, not giving him chance to get you alone.

*****

“What’s with you” Sam watched Bucky slump down onto the sofa, where everyone else lounged around, his face sullen from a lack of sleep, grumpiness amplified because why were you avoiding him so much?

“Y/n isn’t talking to me” He shrugged, while Nat glared at him.

“I wonder why” the red head mumbled, rolling her eyes at his confusion.

“When was the last time you guys spoke” Steve inquired, equally concerned about why you were ignoring his best friend. Bucky was the last person to share stories about his love life but at this point he was desperate. He recalled the events of the last time he spoke to you, promising a movie night, going out with Nicole, taking her for ice cream, running late, apologizing to you afterwards, where did he go wrong?

“I didn’t mean to forget-

“Bucky!” Nat slapped him upside the head while he yelped, looking at her with puppy eyes.

“What did I do?”

“Barnes, you absolute doorknob, you took her to all the spots you take y/n to, you’ve been spending all your time making little miss I’m one of the guys feel comfortable, you’ve made y/n seem invisible and you’re wondering why she’s not talking to you?” Bucky blinked while Nat continued, her annoyance only growing when she saw a message from Nicole pop up on Bucky’s phone.

“You treat Nicole like your girlfriend. Imagine some new guy joins us, makes a point of eye fucking y/n the entire time, finding ways to constantly flirt with her and touch her, you’d be fine with it? Imagine he avoids hanging out with the guys but makes all the time in the world to chase after anything with breasts. On top of that, how would you feel if y/n went out of her way to make said guy feel more welcomed when he clearly just wants to get into her pants. You’d be fine with it?!”

Bucky shook his head, though still not fully understanding because Nicole was just a friend, not someone he’d even be into. Plus, its not like she was into him like that, right?

“But Nicole doesn’t want to-” Bucky started, shutting his mouth when Nat nearly hissed, staring at him while he did the mental math, “Nicole wants to get into my pants?” Bucky looked at Nat wide eyes, ducking the cushion she was about to whack at his face, all the pieces finally clicking together. He groaned, running a hand over his face, realization hitting him like a ton of bricks. Just as Sam and Steve were about to hum in agreement with Nat, she glared at them, their eyes growing wide.

“And you” Nat turned to glare at Steve, his shoulders slumping when he realized he wasn’t in the clear. He squeaked when Nat pulled his ear, giving it a squeeze, “What were you thinking. You didn’t once think it was weird she only trained with you two? Haven’t any of you noticed Nicole doesn’t hang out with any of us, Just you?” Nat waved her hand at the men that sat before her, their dumb stuck faces only adding to her annoyance. “Idiots”

As much as Bucky wanted to hit his head onto a brick wall, he didn’t have time to waste, immediately springing up from the couch to look for you. He checked everywhere he could but you were nowhere to be found. He was so desperate, he found himself shuffling outside of Tony’s lab, hoping FRIDAY would give him your location.

“You’re asking for a lot Barnes, y/n might add my name to the hit list if I tell you where she is”

“Please” Bucky was ready to beg on his knees while the billionaire huffed, watching the former assassin look like a lovesick puppy. He cocked an eyebrow, noting the glassiness of Bucky’s eyes on his desperate face, nodding before calling for FRIDAY to look for you. “Also, I need another favor...”

****

“Y/n, babygirl” He’d never felt such relief before, seeing you make your way to your room, coming back from your hiding spot from the roof, the scowl on your face clearly showing you weren’t trying to talk to anyone one your way over.

“Oh, I’m babygirl now? Has doll now been reserved for Nicole” You couldn’t hold back the sneer in your voice, walking away faster, ignoring his calls.

“Baby, please!”

No.

“Baby, wait!” Bucky chased after you, not willing to let another day go by without you knowing exactly how he felt. He managed to get hold of your hand, gently tugging you towards his chest and spinning you till your back was against the wall, his chest nearly pressed to you. “Please, I-I need to talk to you, tell you how I feel”

“There’s nothing to talk about”

“Yes there is” His voice was earnest, baby blues searching your downcast eyes, his finger tilting your chin up to look at him, “There’s so much to talk about, I adore you”

“Do you also adore Nic?” You scoffed, while Bucky’s cheeks warmed with embarrassment, the pink spreading up to his ears.

“There’s no Nic or Nicole, theres just a y/n, my y/n, only you doll” You rolled your eyes at his response, trying to move away but Bucky wasn’t having any of it, keeping you pressed against him, “I’m sorry darling, I didn’t realize what she was doing or get her intentions. I thought she just wanted to get to know the team better”

“Wow” you huffed under your breath, wishing you had the space to flick the super soldiers forehead.

“I know, I’m an idiot, and I’m an even bigger idiot for not making it clear I’m so utterly and desperately in love with you” Bucky bit his lip as soon as the words left his mouth, he’d said everything under the sun except those words before. But they were true and he’d kept it inside long enough. “I love you, I love you, fuck, I love you”

You squeaked in surprise when he scooped you up in his arms, tossing you over his shoulder, walking over to his bedroom, smiling when he felt your small fists hitting his back, your butt wiggling to be put back down.

“Barnes, put me down, you can’t just say you love me and then carry me away like a complete ogre!” He set you down, kicking the door shut behind him before wrapping his arms around you tightly again, falling more in love with your irritated pouty face.

“I love you sweet girl. God, I’m so in love with you”

“You’re an absolute idiot”

“An idiot who is in love”

“You’re so cheesy” You willed yourself not to smile, ignoring the butterflies that fluttered at his words and love struck eyes. “you’re still a dick”

“I know. M’sorry angel, I didn’t realize what I was doing, I never wanted to hurt you. I should’ve known something was up when all she wanted to do was train 24/7 but I guess I misunderstood her intentions cause I didn’t see her as anything else. I’ve only ever had eyes for you baby, you have my heart. You always will”

“Where is she right now anyway?” You melted into his chest, closing your eyes at the feeling of his lips pressing a kiss to the top of your head. “Isn’t she supposed to be leaving soon?” Bucky didn’t respond, his hands starting to wander your body instead, slipping up your shirt, rubbing soft circles on your hips. Without warning, he picked you up again, tossing you on the bed and pouncing on you, peppering your face with kisses.

“Bucky what are you doing” You giggled feeling his beard tickle your skin as he started to trail kisses down your neck.

“I may have requested Tony to have her stay an extra night” Your face twisted in confusion at his words but the devious look on his face made your tummy flutter.

“And he happily agreed because...”

“Because...?”

“I want her to hear how good I can make the girl I picked feel” Bucky smirked as he crawled off you, stripping his clothes off before tearing yours off immeitedly after. “M’not gonna waste another second, gotta let the whole compound know who my best girl is”

****

“OH G-GOD J-JAMES FUUCCCKKK”

“That’s it pretty princess, that’s it, cum on my dick baby, my good girl, fuck you’re so good to me, look at that, God you’re soaked baby”

“Jesus Christ” Nicole huffed, no longer able to ignore the moans coming from Bucky’s room while the rest of the team pretended to be none the wiser, your loud love making carrying all the way down the hall. Bucky happily disabled the sound proofing in his room before pushing his cock in as deep as it would go, railing you into the mattress.

“Baby you look so pretty when you’re all stretched out like this, c’mon you can take more, spread those legs for me baby, open up, c’mon, lemme in”

“HNG PleasepleasepleaseJames”

“So perfect when you beg, cock’s all yours mama, m’all yours, go on and use me, that’s it, ride this dick, you own me”

“Bucky, gonna-c-cum, gonna-cum!”

“Cum for me princess, God I love you”

“You want a snack?”

“Nick?”

“Uh-Nicole?”

“Huh?” Nicole whipped her head around to where Steve was innocently holding out the bowl of popcorn, while Sam stood up to grab more snacks before the movie started. She stared at everyone surrounding her acting as if they couldn’t hear the way you were screaming your vocal chords raw, the super soldier moaning louder than you, “N-no, I’m fine”

Tony cocked an eyebrow at the way her jaw clenched, mindlessly scrolling through her phone while Bucky’s thrusts punctuated with each word.

“Y’feel so. Damn. Good. baby, could spent my whole life like this making love to you”

“Fuck, I love you James”

“Ugh- they’re so loud” Nicole rolled her eyes again in hopes that someone would feel the same but all she got were blank stares back.

“I mean, terminator is practically in love with her” Tony shrugged while the others nodded in agreement.

“They’re cute. It’s about time they made it official, don’t you think?” Nat asked sweetly staring directly at her while Steve tried to chime in as well, his cheeks burning hot pink between the sounds of skin slapping and moaning.

“They sound so happy together” he stuttered out while Sam snorted, choking from laughter.

“Oh God, oh god, fuck-Jamie-JAMIE”

“Yup, real happy”

“I-I think I’m actually gonna call it at early night, stay at the recruiting center tonight instead” Nicole headed straight to the main doors without looking back, the rest of the team giving each other satisfied smirks.

Bucky collapsed beside you, panting, his short locks clinging to his forehead, a thin sheet of sweat covering his body. He truthfully stopped caring about what Nicole could or couldn't hear half way through, meaning every single word he said as he took you apart over and over again. You giggled at his shy smile when he pulled you into his chest, pulling the sheets over you both, kissing your forehead.

“I love you pretty girl. I love you so much”

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Hi, it's me again.

Valeria, Laswell, Price and Farah.

Thank you very much! I'll wait anxiously, and I'm sorry for getting so excited. <3

Hey! It's alright, but please remember my rules for the future! Also, I've never watched Arcane, I don't know Jinx in the slightest, I only really had your explanation to go off of, so sorry if it's not very good ^^;

Price, Valeria, Farah and Laswell with a Reader like Jinx (Arcane)

Price: He can read people fairly well, so you trying to hide something from him, regardless of what it could be, doesn’t evade him. He won’t force you to tell him whatever it is you’re hiding from him, but he likes to think of himself as a trustworthy person, telling you that you can just say whatever it is you wanna say. Even so, if you end up not telling him anything, then that’s alright as well, he won’t pry. As long as it doesn’t include anything that could change the course of a mission, of an important one, he’ll leave you be, for the most part. However, you liking to blow things up would concern him. Although you may not be the first person he’s met like this, with Soap being another person with an affinity for explosives, he would have his concerns. However, as long as you only hurt the enemy, he’s quite alright with you blowing things up, sometimes. There’s a fine line between an enemy KIA, and unnecessarily destroying your surroundings. Will give you an earful if you burn too many buildings, blow too many of them up. While he may be able to appreciate your abilities with technology, knowing fully well that some ingenuity is needed in that field, he hopes you won’t use your intelligence against him and his men. You’re more than welcome to use your contraptions against enemies, as long as they don’t harm your allies. You may be a very pretty person with your long, blue hair, but that doesn’t mean Price won’t be concerned with it. After all, it could get stuck somewhere and would need to be cut off. Don’t get me wrong, you’re gorgeous, but there’s a reason why people in the military tend to have shorter hair.

Valeria: She takes a liking to you immediately. You’re a threat, that much is obvious, with your interesting personality. It doesn’t particularly matter to her what you did in the past, as long as you take back your future and make the present count. Won’t bother you too much with questions regarding where you’ve been and what happened to you, she has other things to worry about. Your contraptions are of interest to her: Small things that can either walk to where they’re needed or stick to something. As long as you get out of their range of effectiveness soon enough, she’s willing to give you more materials to work with, as long as you work for her. Funds your shenanigans in general, as long as it benefits her and her cartel you’ll never run out of anything to work with. She’s not exactly a morally correct person, so you could commit literal war crimes under her watch and she wouldn’t mind. You wanna use dangerous gas to kill the enemy? Sure, go right ahead, it doesn’t matter to her since she doesn’t plan on being caught. You’ll likely get some special privileges over time as well. More quickly than other people, at the very least. While you may not look like how one would imagine someone working for the cartel would look, she certainly doesn’t mind, thinking you to be fairly pretty as well. If you need some nail polish, she can give you the best ones out there, no hesitation. Again, she’s taken a real liking to you and wants this work relationship to go well. However, you’re just about the only exception with that, Valeria doesn’t care too much about everyone else. But you stand out, so there’s that.

Farah: Although she may know that everything is fair in war, she will actively discourage you from using some of your contraptions. If it’s illegal, if it will make you and her look like war criminals, then she will not let you use it. Her country may be at war, but she’s got principles and still needs to show the world that Urzikstan is not a dangerous place. So yeah, you might not wanna use the worst of the worst when it comes to fighting around her. Other than that, she can appreciate your work, though, and what you have been doing for her. A well placed bomb can make all the difference, after all, especially when someone, who knows what they’re doing, is using it. As long as it isn’t too bad, you have her support. Don’t make yourself known, though, the wrong people might find out who you are and might have a field day with that. However, she might scold you for using unethical means of killing someone. Farah is very connected with her people, and thus knows a lot about each and every single one of them. She won’t pry either when it comes to your past, but she will gently ask about it occasionally when something seems to be bothering you. Again, she won’t force anything out of you, but will show that she does care a great deal about you. In her eyes, too, you are absolutely gorgeous. She’s not as strict with long hair as Price, for example. There are no regulations for that sort of thing in her liberation force. If you let her, and if you’re especially close, she might braid your hair as well. As mentioned previously, she does care about her people, and it’s with those small things that she shows she’s there for them.

Laswell: Oh, she would not like you very much at first. Her work is usually comprised of not being found out, you do the opposite with your trademark bombs. You’ll butt heads a lot at first, especially since Laswell tries to keep it quiet whenever she can. It would take a while for you to get along, largely since you both know what you want. However, you’re good with technology, she gives you that much. You can be used for all sorts of things regarding that. Make a small contraption that allows you to get inside a room without the need for a keycard, she can appreciate that and will congratulate you on making something useful that is quiet. It would take something like that for the both of you to slowly be getting along. Laswell doesn’t mind you having a sad past too much. If you really feel like it, and once you’ve grown close, you can talk about it. Get it off your chest if you really need it. Might either listen to you or give you some advice, it entirely depends on what you ask of her, or what it seems like you might need at the moment. Though, another reason why you might clash at first would be your appearance. You’re pretty, don’t get me wrong, but long blue hair isn’t exactly subtle, you’ll be found out fairly quickly, you’ll be recognised wherever you go. She won’t force you to dye your hair, but you likely won’t be going out in the field too much when a disguise is needed, something like that will be left to Laswell. You, however, can plant whatever it is that is needed nearby, make a distraction by blowing something up, for example.

#cod #cod x reader #john price #john price x reader #price x reader #valeria garza #valeria garza x reader #farah karim #farah karim x reader #kate laswell #kate laswell x reader #you people send in fascinating requests at times #Again I've never watched Arcane before and what little I did see couldn't help me in the slightest #I'm genuinely sorry if this is bad but I really couldn't think of anything even with that description of yours in the other ask #I tried but I've never been interested in Arcane or League of Legends #my friend once showed me an image of a character and asked me my opinion on her. naturally she was super hot #I don't remember her name though? Maybe Renata Glasc? yeah maybe #she's super hot and I would let her step on me anytime #that's about the only thing I know about lol though and it didn't help me in the slightest even

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medicbrainrot · 11 months

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reset my patient violence along both lines of a pathway higher

Ghost is entering the base gym at 3 AM when he hears a solid thump, followed by a grunt and swearing coming from the obstacle course area.

"Fuck!... Fuck this…!"

Ghost stops in his tracks, looking over the area, confused. He decides to investigate the sound, thinking either someone's in trouble, or there's someone who isn't supposed to be there. He slowly makes his way to the obstacle training course.

"What in the bloody hell was that?" He whispered to himself under his breath.

As he approaches closer, he sees that it's Artemis, Task Force 141's medic.

"Fuck this! How the hell am I gonna keep up with them?!" She grumbles, unaware of Ghost's presence.

Simon freezes upon realizing who it is, the freezing overcome by surprise when he connects that it's Artemis, and that it's 3 AM.

'What is she doing here?' He thinks to himself. He slides his mask off, waiting to see if she'll notice him standing there.

"Arrrggghhh!" She groans as she kicks one of the obstacles. "I'm never gonna fucking get it!!"

His lips curl into a smile, he's trying not to laugh as he's watching her.

"Artemis?" Simon asks, trying to get her attention. Has she still not seen him?

She turns around at the sound of her name. "Simon!... I… I didn't think anyone else would be here at this hour. What are you doing up?" Her eyes are wide, and her face flushes, mildly embarrassed at getting caught.

He smiles, walking up to her. "I couldn't sleep. What are you doing here, anyway?" He asks as he comes to a stop in front of her.

He's slightly curious, but he doesn't want to push her because something doesn't add up. Her eyes are wide, like she's been caught, which she has. It's 3 AM for God's sake. But, he can't make assumptions.

"Umm…" She stutters, embarrassed at the situation. "I've been trying to work more on the obstacle course, because I feel like I can't keep up with the team on the field… I… I just need more training… But… It's embarrassing to do it when others are watching…"

Simon's eyebrows furrow in thought. "It's barely past 3 AM, shouldn't you be sleeping? It's a good thing you're taking the initiative, but shouldn't a full night's sleep be more important? You need it if you wanna be at 100% for your duties when the time comes." He says, trying not to sound like he's talking down to her, but more like he actually cares about her well-being. He's a little worried if he's being honest.

"Yes, but… I just… I worry about being the weak link… I know my primary job is being the team's medic, but I don't want people to have to worry about me on the field… y'know?" She tries to explain.

Simon nods, understanding her reasoning. She doesn't want to be the weak link, and she wants to be prepared. Makes sense. Everyone has to be on the top of their game when the Task Force works together. "I see your point, but I can assure you, love, no one thinks you're the weak link. We're all a team here, we all care about each other. It's okay, we're not going to let anything happen to you, alright? That includes during missions, we'll keep you safe. I'll keep you safe." He says, trying to lift her spirits.

"Alright," Artemis sniffles. "Sorry for bothering you."

Simon shakes his head. "You aren't bothering me. I'm glad you care enough and are motivated enough to try. I truly appreciate it." He says, smiling softly.

"I'd prefer it if you kept to a normal sleep schedule though. I don't want you to burn yourself out." He adds, gently taking her hand and squeezing it. He just doesn't want her to push herself too hard.

Artemis nods, squeezing his hand back, and taking a step closer to him.

He wraps his arms around her shoulders. She needed this, and he knew it.

"How about you stop for tonight… You've done plenty to prove yourself, right? I mean, you've just ran the course a dozen times on your own. You're clearly prepared." He says gently.

"How...how did you know I've run it a dozen times? How long have you been standing there?" She whispers curiously.

His brows furrow, thinking. "I uh… I've been watching… I guess." He says, sounding rather guilty. "Only to make sure you were okay. I didn't want to interrupt. I hope I didn't make you uncomfortable.” He says, looking a bit worried.

“No, sweetheart, you never make me uncomfortable.” Artemis says, as she leans her head on Simon’s shoulder.

He chuckled softly, feeling relief at knowing that him observing her didn’t make her uncomfortable. “Alright, well, let’s go get you some rest, yeah? You need it. That’s a lot of training.” He says, hugging her tighter.

“Okay.” She yawns.

Her yawning signals that she really is tired, and that it’s definitely a good idea for her to go sleep. Simons nods, leading them to her barracks room.

“Did anyone notice you come out here?” He asks, holding her hand as they walked down the hall.

“I don’t think so. I’ve…been sneaking to the training room the past couple of nights…and I don’t think anyone has noticed…” She says hesitantly.

Simon turns to her, a look of shock across his face. ‘She’s been doing this for multiple nights?!’ “You’ve been sneaking to the training room? For multiple nights?! Artemis!!” Simon whisper-yells at her, shocked that tonight wasn’t the first time she’d been doing this.

This was incredibly unsafe to be doing, especially alone. Sleep deprivation combined with intense training could be a recipe for disaster.

“Why didn't you tell me, or anyone else?” Simon asked, notes of concern sounding in his voice.

Artemis’ eyes started to water at Simon’s raised tone. “Because I need to be better…” She says in a small voice.

He sighs, feeling mildly upset. He didn't want her to be upset. He wrapped his arms around her, trying to provide some comfort. “Oh sweetheart, you are good enough…” He says, rubbing gentle circles into her back. “But you’re pushing yourself too hard.”

He hates seeing her cry, he hates seeing her cry and watching her feel like she isn’t worthy, even though she absolutely is.

“Come on, try to get some sleep. Later we can talk, I’ll make you hot chocolate, the way you like it, and you can tell me more about what’s worrying you. For now, try to get some rest.” He offers softly.

“Ok.” Artemis sniffles. “I’m sorry.”

“You don’t have to apologize, love. I understand.” Simon whispers, as he presses a firm kiss to her head. “You’ll be okay. I promise.”

A/N: Thanks for reading! Likes, reblogs, and feedback are appreciated!

Masterlist

#simon ghost riley #simon ghost riley x reader #simon riley x reader #simon riley x oc #simon riley fluff #it's not the obstacles that are the issue #'take me back to eden' by sleep token #was the song on repeat while i wrote this #sometimes you just need someone to tell you that youre pushing yourself too hard #and that its ok to slow down and take a break #need me a freak like that #fluff #its 0730 am and i shoulda been sleeping by now #the hyperfixation is real #and its controlling my life rn #gotta love the brainrot #cod mw2

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the-s1lly-corner · 10 months

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spot that meets a autistic reader, that is talkative to themselves, but has poor social skills because (lack of good parenting + bullys, but is very smart and loves art and engineering, and dreams to be a scientist one day.. it could began as the reader first feared him over an awkward moment? to opening up about themselves and the reader's obsessive fascination over him. two very talented ppl that only wants to be appreciated, respected and loved...💔

idk is it to much?? bruh I'm trying to be creative😭 I'd be happy with whatever happens!. aNd TaKe yO tiME!! On irl things and beloved spotty <3

Spot w/ an autistic reader!

Rubs my autistic little hands

Feeling a lil drowsy but I wanna chuck this out before I fall asleep for (possibly) the next 7 hours :3

Not proof read we die like Peter Parker <\\3 we are sleepy and tumblr wont let me save drafts for asks <\3

Obligatory "I like this character so I'm hcing him to be ND like me" touch

He gets it

Anyways

I think to help make the whole thing less jarring, or whatever, is that you may have known each other vaguely before the collider incident

You weren't a scientist at alchemax, more like.

Well shoot I just forgot the term but like, you work there, but you dont do hands on experiments, not experienced enough yet

Intern?

Maybe, idk

Obviously you don't work there anymore after the collider blowing up, so... you're looking for a new job

You knew about Jonathan, but you weren't friends

You had also heard rumors about what happened to him but you kinda dismissed it as cruel rumors surrounding his death.. I mean no one could've survived that explosion.. right?

So imagine your surprise when you end up almost getting robbed by spot

Can you blame him? He hasnt found another job since the accident and hes probably living off of pity handouts; likely homeless

Now hand over the wallet!!/j

No but on the semi likely chance that you manage to defuse the situation, given Spot sucks as a criminal, you just bluntly ask if the whole

Rumor thing is true

I mean obviously it is but confirmation is important

After a few more chance encounters, you guys both finally decide to properly sit down and talk

Its tense and awkward at first since 1. How does one even act around someone like spot? He's vulnerable but also trying to do the whole. Revenge thing... And 2. Hes desperate for human interaction and it SHOWS, it's almost uncomfortable actually

But you both trudge past it and make it work

One meet up turns into two then three; then you discover how much hes struggling and

Now you're roomates

Oh my god they were roommates/ref

Anyways, that's the set up!! It kinda felt wrong to just. Jump into it without some explanation on how yall end up in the same area consistently

Doesnt mind that you mumble to yourself, he probably does the same thing. From muttering things to keep his train of thought to having a personal monologue, I wholeheartedly believe he does the same thing

Hs understands how it feels to be. Not treated very good, he likely wasnt the most respected in alchemax so it's not uncommon for the two of you to have vent sessions where you both let it all out

You ask him about his journey to becoming a scientist and not so subtly ask for advice on how to get into the field; and touching onto the whole human interaction thing, hes more than willing to talk your ear off about his entire career history

On the chance you dont want to do physics stuff, and you wanna do another branch of science he's all ears on listening to you ramble, may even lend a hand in getting you to where you need to be career wise

Yall do at home experiments as bonding stuff

Look if spot can make a mini collider in some building then I can only imagine the type of shit yall get up to at home

Oh? You're still curious about.. him? Of all things, him?

He never thought anyone would look at him with interest; usually its disgust or fear, or both

Hes hesitant at first because what if you discover something that'll totally change your view of him?

Takes (some, a little) coaxing

Bro caves fast, he misses physical touch

"So like, these holes-" you proceed to just. Dip your entire fist into a hole and watch said fist pop out from another hole

The demons are telling me to make reader like

Make it a game to try to throw stuff through his holes but I feel like that would be really mean, no one likes stuff getting thrown at them

Please dont throw stuff through his holes :(

Random but like

Idk if this happens with yall but

If someone stims do yall. Like stim back

Like I have vocal stims and mess with my hands; and sometimes my friend will be prompted to stim if I stim??

Idk but yall do that

OHOH before I post this if you're both comfy with physical touch please please please hold him, it's been so so long since someone has hugged him and he really really needs it :(

#atsv spot #atsv #spiderverse #the spot x reader #the spot #spot x reader #jonathan ohnn #jonathan ohnn x reader

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daisies-daydreams · 6 months

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This isn’t a request but I like reading your COD fics. I actually just posted my first Simon Riley one. I wanna write more but I’m not sure if I gotten his character right when I wrote it

Hello hello! Thank you so much for checking out my work! ☺️

And now for a little essay about our boy Simon (tw: mentions of abuse and symptoms of PTSD below the cut).

SIDE NOTE: I have not played/seen MW3 yet (sans the major character death that was spoiled to me on Twitter...thanks Twitter), so this is based on my experience with the previous games/comics (2009 and 2022).

MY OBSERVATIONS FROM THE CANON

Simon is level-headed. Calm. Cool. Collected. He’s a military officer after all-he has to have a healthy level of control over his emotions. That doesn't mean he can't raise his voice or get angry, though.

He has a witty/deadpan sense of humor (and isn’t afraid to show it). Just because he’s a serious character doesn’t mean he can’t joke around and have a little fun (we know the banter he had with Johnny throughout the “Alone” mission. Was it so they could keep a level head? Yes, but I think Ghost appreciates jokes like that outside of tense situations as well).

Simon is reserved. He can most definitely speak his mind, but (in the beginning of MW2 especially) he’s more focused on accomplishing the mission(s) rather than establishing a strong repertoire with his comrades. It takes him a bit to warm up to people, but once he does, his loyalty is abundantly clear.

He's patient but also knows when it's time to act quickly. Stake-outs and long missions have made him a persistent (and hardened) individual.

HEADCANONS (LOOSELY BASED ON CANON)

I can see Ghost as being VERY weary of establishing close relationships due to his past experience with abuse. Living in that environment could have conditioned Ghost to keep his guard up at all times. While hypervigilance may be praised in his field of work, it most definitely affects him in his personal life.

He's very strict, both in and out of the field (I can see it in canon as well, though). He enjoys routine and the consistency/stability it provides (when he has access to it).

Ghost definitely struggles with the hedgehog's dilemma (for context: a metaphor for issues with intimacy; hedgehogs may want to cuddle for warmth but hurt each other with their quills when they get too close). He yearns to connect with others, but is afraid of all the risks it may impose on him or the other person.

However, once someone gets past his stern exterior, Ghost is unrelentingly compassionate and an excellent listener. He never wants an innocent person to go through what he experienced, and sees himself as a protector for those who can't protect themselves.

All in all, if you'd like to write more true to Ghost's character, I highly suggest reading Modern Warfare 2: Ghost. It applies to the 2009 version of Simon Riley, but it definitely helped me gain perspective into that version's backstory. One of the hardest things about writing Ghost in-character (for me at least) is that he's a mysterious individual. No matter how many personality traits we pick apart (inferred or fully displayed), we may never know the full Simon Riley.

In that case...don't be afraid to play around with how you think he would act in certain situations based on what you've observed in the games/other material. That's the beauty of writing fanfiction: you get to create scenarios that might have never come about in the main story and elaborate on what's already established in canon.

Sorry for the long-winded speech-I hope this helped!

-daisy

#daisy answers #cod #call of duty #ghost call of duty #ghost cod #cod headcanons #simon riley #mw2 ghost

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aurosoul · 7 months

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I just had a thought looking at Starfucker Super Trans 2000! A lot of the stuff I’ve seen you work on in AR has been human scale—I assume for practical reasons.

But theoretically, there’s no real reason you shouldn’t be able to create something and then scale it up to be big, right?

My first thought, of course, being that you could theoretically draw a version of Starfucker Super Trans in Figmin XR and then scale it up to actual size! (Though depending on the scale of the game you might need a nice field or parking lot for that XD)

My second thought being that if AR does become more commonplace like you dream, what an educational opportunity! I mean, it’s one thing to say “a blue whale is as long as two school buses put together”, and another to actually take your kid outside and plop down a life-sized model right in front of their eyes!

I think you’re right, AR really does have potential to make a lot of things more accessible. After all, technology tends to become cheaper and more available over time. Maybe someone can’t travel across the country to see a big museum, but they can rent an AR set and plop down a smithsonian dinosaur skeleton in a nearby parking lot!

And going back to the blue whale; giving kids these experiences with animals they might not be able to see otherwise can help give them an appreciation for nature, so they’re more motivated to preserve what’s right around them as they grow up! Say, draw them in with whales, and then show them the kind of fish that live in rivers around them and how beautiful they are too! Make a field trip of it!

AR just holds so much potential as a tool to introduce new experiences, I think. The way you use it especially gives me hope; your work has a feel of wonder to it.

One of my biggest concerns about AR is that it will have a similar effect as the internet, where we rely too much on it, moving too much from the physical world to the digital. You see studies as well that are finding developmental problems coming from not having enough interactions with the physical world. But, the way you mix your work with nature, talk about how while it could be used to replace some toys—making it easier to fulfill the remaining demand sustainably—it also can serve as an introduction for people to find interests they want to pursue more seriously with physical components… I really think we can introduce it to good effect.

I've been sitting on this ask for ages because I wanted to record a video showing a life-sized mech in response to it - but I just wanna say

YES, YES, A MILLION TIMES YES to ALL of this!!!!! 😭💖💖💖

messages like these are what makes my work so worth it, because every word of what you said here is EXACTLY what I'm trying to communicate with everything I do.

early on, the founder of Figmin XR (Javier Davalos) understood that people can't just be told that this technology will change the world for the better - they have to realize it for themselves. so he applied for the first Magic Leap grant, won it, and then got to work creating a software to help people do just that.

everything you've mentioned above is either already in development or already starting to be implemented in schools, museums, workshops - even summer camps!! and I know this because I've been working directly with the people organizing these things, helping to teach them how to use Figmin to teach others. :)

the future will be more digital than it already is today, yes, but that doesn't automatically make it a dystopia. I've said it before and I'll say it again - technology is just a tool, and there are many, many people creating new ways to use it for good.

#ar #augmented reality #vr #virtual reality #xr #extended reality #like literally i am going to send this entire message to the rest of the figmin xr team because it will bring them so much joy #to see the message behind their work getting through so clearly #but yeah. you're 100% right in all of your thinking and many people share it #tldr: THERE'S STILL GOOD IN THE WORLD MR FRODO #AND IT'S WORTH FIGHTING FOR!!!

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vole-mon-amour · 2 years

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6x21.

Derek: "And she didn't know the UnSub was waiting for her? C'mon."

Spencer: "Villain."

Derek: "What?"

Spencer: "In the movies they're called villains."

Derek: "My bad."

What I can't get over is that irl they're not called UnSubs, too. The writers really created this terminology & went with it, making people that actually work in this field cringe.

You know when parents pretend about something with their young children in order for their children to learn and not being disappointed by the lack of their parents' reaction? David is doing the same with Spencer. What a good dad. x)

I love the unspoken rule within the team of "Rossi and Hotch sit next to each other", leaving an empty chair for one of them next to another one at the time either of them is absent/late.

"Where do you wanna sit?" — "Next to you."

This isn't from the show, but if you know, you know.

Aaron "I-know-your-politics-and-fuck-off-kindly-please-and-thank-you" Hotchner. <3 Idk if it's just me, but IDK what should happen for me to start liking Strauss.

Can we appreciate the timing? Someone Aaron can truthfully talk to just walks into the room while Strauss orders him to talk about it with someone. Why find Strauss when Aaron can sit down with David again & David can create a report? Like, c'mon, a scene from 6x20 literally exists. We could have that again & more of it.

David immediately offering his help & Aaron's quiet & soft "Tell me about it." How about Aaron thinking for a moment & going, "You know, I think you might have make my grief assessment." Even though David dislikes doing the paperwork, it's not that of a burden when Aaron is involved. He'd do it for him.

I can I can also imagine Aaron talking to Strauss, hating it, then coming home to David & David comforting him & making him better. Might as well write it. So many plot bunnies...

Spencer doesn't need to be taught things, he's already smart and experienced enough (and, even though David technically has more experience, Spencer has an amazing memory, he's savvy, so they're kind of even in this), but the way I see this as a family business and a proud dad watching his son helping on the case and doing great. x)

Ok, two quick unrelated questions:

I've seen David wearing that ring non-stop of his since the moment he came back to BAU. What significance does it hold to him? UPD: Joe said on his twitter that it's a 25 y.o. BAU ring, which only proves that he's the same workaholic that Aaron is. They ARE married to each other.

2. Why the hell doesn't the team goes to the possible victim's house first? Ah, we found our killer, let's kindly visit their apartment first, just in case. If you know that the killer is searching for his new victim & or already know who he's planning to attack, go secure them first?? I don't get it. They found out that the killer wants to (more likely) hurt his stepmother, but they visit his apartment in the middle of the day, hoping for what? That he's waiting for them to arrest him? Lol.

This sassy bastard. :D Hotch got it all in him.

Maybe he knows that they're not getting any new agents to the team rn, so he has no other choice rather than to teach her (when he doesn't have to, it's a dangerous situation). Luckily, just 3 more episodes until she goes away & I get my girls back, both of them. <3

Aside from the obvious, I dislike even the way Seaver tries to talk to victims. It's like she's a talking robot reading from a programmed script. "I had to be agressive towards you in order to gain Gregg's trust," she says in an automatic voice. "None of this wasn't your fault," she continues with a resting bitch face. Girl, you ok?

Aaron, David, Derek, Emily, JJ, even Spencer, they all empathize with the victims, they're gentle with them, their tone of voice is immediately changing. Sometimes rubbing the victims shoulder or patting them on the arm or hugging them is worth thousands of words. They always try to comfort the victim & they mean it. Seaver? No, just no.

This moment at the end will only work as gifs or a video, but how David rushes to kill the killer and Aaron, seeing him getting the shot, ducks.

Those glances, that silent communication, David exhaling and nodding. Good teamwork, you two.

Dads. <3 David would be a good dad & no wonder he can often find common ground with Jack in fanfics. Judging by what I've seen about next episode, he can canonically do that, too. Good for him. <3

#cm #natiswatching #writing ideas #hossi #moreid #david rossi #spencer reid #anti ashley seaver #aaron hotchner #joe mantegna

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darkficsyouneveraskedfor · 1 year

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*sobbing angry tears* BEE, NOOOO! SWEET SUMMER CHILD-

I am in a very murdery mood right now. Lloyd's despicable behavior has reached new heights even I am surprised by. Fuck. He's a tyrant and I wanna bash in this stupid face so bad.

"Fivethousand and change" he declares proudly. "And you wanna sit here and act too good for it-"

Sir, imma stop you right there. Bee does in fact not want to sit there. And you damn well know that.

"I know you want me"

I... Where do I even START?! Lloyd is downright delusional. He's so narcissistic and obsessed with himself that he can't seem to understand that not every woman is all over him. The way he keeps trying to make Bee out to be something she's not...

"You've been to a place like this dozens of times" "You're fun, Bee" "You're a bimbo"

Dude. You don't know the first thing about her. It's like his self centered, dysfunctional brain is trying to somehow make sense of the fact that Bee is not interested. But because that's a concept he can't grasp, he tries to depict her as something in his head that works for his perception of the world and doesn't challenge his narcissistic personality. Man, a psychiatrist would have a field day with this douche.

I also love how he keeps boasting about how he's gonna fuck her so hard, but then it's like.... Average? And he's being really selfish and sadistic too? Sir, how's that good?

"Did I tear you?"

*screams* WHAT IS WRONG WITH HIM, FUUUUUUUCK-

Imma tear something right about now, Good Sir. You wrote his disgusting, unlikable personality so fucking well, Roo. I just want to strangle him. Hes- he's.... There's no words for how awful he is.

His reaction to her coming just put the cherry on top of his terrible behavior. It's SEX, man. What did you expect? She's not one of your blow up dolls or flesh lights. There's gonna be some fluids. I wanna know what he would say if Bee suddenly jumped up and pushed him away, cursing how he's gotten his mess all over her. Wouldn't appreciate that, would he?

God, I just wanna gather Bee baby up in my arms and carry her away. The way he shoved her off of him when she was coming and then just used and mocked her afterwards?

No. No, no, no. We don't do that here. I wish Bee would get up and straight up leave after she's gathered herself as best as possible. I just want her to walk out of there and never come back near him unless it's to beat the shit out of his stupid smug visage.

Murder daddy or deserves to be murdered daddy lol. He is fucking awful, not only did he assault poor Bee but he actively demeaned her and insulted her the whole time. Touting his status and money over her. Well dude you're like old so--

Bee was like 'can I pls go home and sleep' but Lloyd apparently is so narcissistic he functions on his ego alone. It's like a battery powering his despicable action. And I'm sure he's never dealt with rejection so rn he just doesn't even recognise it as that, he's just like oh that means I just speak louder, right?

He definitely is assuming a lot of someone who he still a) presumably doesn't know their name, b) only just thought to ask their age c) hasn't asked a damn question about.

And like the fucking was hot but bro. it's not like you paralysed a ho, try harder.

He don't even know nothing about nothing and that makes it worse. I mean he couldn't ask for a better assistant but as always he's thinking of his dick.

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hi! i was wondering if you could write headcanons about married life with Oswald, Kaim and Lucas :)

married life with oswald, kaim, & lucas

the way i was about to beg someone to request more of this scenario-

genre: fluff

cw: language

Oswald

❧ give me a blue collar romance like this one please-

❧ if it's what you prefer, he'd be the sole breadwinner of your family, he'll pick up the extra shift for it, he won't mind, but he'd also appreciate you helping out with the finances too with your own career. whatever field you choose, he's gonna brag about you so hard and bring it up to his coworkers all the time

❧ he's kinda clueless when it comes to shopping so he leaves most of it to you, although he's amazing at navigating a farmer's market and finding the right produce. if he comes shopping with you, he is absolutely pushing the cart for you, no questions asked. if you bring him to a larger supermarket, he's gonna get overwhelmed by all the choices lol

❧ he's,, decent enough at cooking, like he's pretty solid at a few basic dishes and he can make a mean stew, but he'd much prefer to do the dishes, or at least help you cook and wash dishes with you after. he also spends time learning new breakfast dishes to surprise you with breakfast in bed,, sometimes it's a little burned or sloppy looking but he tries his best :,)

❧ pretty forgetful when it comes to smaller anniversaries like when your first date was, even though he has them all written down on a little calendar hung up in your kitchen, but he'll die before he forgets your wedding anniversary. he spoils you rotten those days, i'm talking flowers, a nice dinner, and a night out. if he happens to work that day, he'll set aside some money for you to go get yourself pampered with getting your hair done or buying a new outfit the whole thing is giving dirt on my boots by jon pardi ugh i wish-

❧ he tries to make friday night dates a regular thing but sometimes they get pushed back to saturday because he works so much. most of the dates are picked out by you and he pays for them lol, but i could also see him making one of those date jars with you to take the pressure of choosing off of your shoulders. he loves to see you happy and enjoying yourself so if there's an event you want to go to or a movie you want to go see, he'll gladly take you there and call it a date

❧ he's kinda scared to have kids but he's not opposed to the idea. it's something he's gonna need to talk with you about so he can work out his fears and worries. he also would prefer to wait until you're completely financially ready for, he'd like to have a decent amount saved up beforehand. in the meantime, he's all for getting a pet. he seems better suited with a dog, and if that's what you wanna go for, he'll most certainly train it to protect you :,) on the other hand tho, imagine him with a little cat or a mouse and he's just so gentle and cautious with it ugh

❧ he's a humble living kinda man, and that definitely reflects through his preference of house. he'd want something small, just enough for the two of you plus one. he'll let you decorate your home to your hearts content, whatever you want the inside and outside to look like is game; he'll do all the heavy lifting for you

❧ the one thing he wants to do is help you hang up pictures of the two of you all around your new home so they're displayed proudly to anyone who sees them :)

Kaim

❧ he's a traditional man, so he's perfectly okay being the only one working, but if that's the case he expects you to take charge of the house work when he's not there. if you also work, then the housework is evenly shared. he takes care of the paperwork when it comes to bills, he even has a little writers desk that he uses solely for writing checks and sorting bills

❧ absolutely can be trusted with grocery shopping, but this mf will not stray from the list; if it's not written down or established ahead of time that you need an extra item, he won't get it. if you try to sneak something into the cart, he'll give you the look and tell you to put it back. you have to be very persistent in order to get a treat lol

❧ he's a dream partner really when it comes to cooking and cleaning as he can do both with no problem. he has designated days of the week and month for cleaning the house, and it's a schedule he expects you to follow as well; on big cleaning days, he'll assign you a list of chores for you to take care of, istg it's like this man never leaves work. more often than not he does the cooking, so because of that he'll want you to do the dishes to make it even. if you ask nicely tho he'll help you with the dishes. he'd be down for taking turns with who does the cooking and dishes, too

❧ very frugal when it comes to celebrating anniversaries and milestones; for the most part he'll only celebrate your wedding anniversary with flowers and a nice dinner out of the house. if you wish for him to start honoring some of the smaller anniversaries and milestone, just voice it to him and he'll remember them and do a little something special

❧ just like the anniversaries, dates are kinda sparse with him too, but when y'all do go on dates after you're married, they are out the roof with how fancy they are. he's a bourgie mf and he'll find local galas and other formal events to take you to. he'll also arrange smaller, less social events too, like y'all frequent a local music hall and often go see an orchestra or a play; you'll also go to classical museums and quaint little cafes. he's also all for staying home and completing a puzzle with you, or reading books by the fire with a drink of choice

❧ he's perfectly content with life without having kids, he doesn't really see it as something that'll complete the two of you in any way. if you want to add a child to your family, it's gonna take a lot of talk and meticulous planning to make sure you'll have everything ready and prepared. he's also content without pets, but if you want one, he'll ask for one that's more on the clean side that won't leave much of a mess

❧ he doesn't care what kind of house the two of you move into, be it big or small, either way he's doing the decorating, or at the very least, he's picking the themes and color schemes for each room and he'll let you pick the furniture based on his criteria lol

❧ he's a sucker for late night slow dances while unwinding after a long day, swaying back and forth under candlelight and holding you close :,)

Lucas

❧ i see him doing some kind of freelance career which, unfortunately, won't pay the bills by itself unless y'all wanna commit serious tax fraud so you'll also need to work too. he's very reassuring about it all tho, so you never have to worry about not being able to afford things

❧ he likes grocery shopping at local markets, and he'll even find a way to make a date out of it too! like if that particular market is hosting a petting zoo or something where you can pick your own fruits, he'll take you that day. he says he prefers shopping locally because it supports small farmers and it has fun things like what was just mentioned, but the truth is he gets helplessly lost in supermarkets and doesn't want to deal with getting lost. like one minute you'll be in the same aisle and next thing you know he's at the other side of the store in the auto department and he's so confused

❧ he's a great cook and even better baker, so he'll gladly handle all the food prep, but he also unironically enjoys doing the dishes too. he's perfectly content doing all the work in the kitchen, but if you offer your help, he'll take it in a heartbeat and enjoy moving around the kitchen with you and playing a bit with the ingredients

❧ you won't ever have to worry about him missing an anniversary, he remembers everything from when you first met to the day you got married. he celebrates each one proportionally to the event, so like the anniversary of your first date will get something small and cute like a bouquet of freshly picked flowers, whereas your wedding anniversary will be celebrated with an elaborate trip somewhere you've been talking about traveling to for a while. he's also super big on homemade gifts, giving and receiving; if he had to pick between going on a trip to his dream destination and a homemade gift from you, he'll pick whatever creation you've made

❧ he's so easy when it comes to dates, anywhere you want to go is game to him whether it's a touristy location a few hours away or a small local antique shop. speaking of which, he loves going to antique shops and thrift stores, and you will absolutely leave each time with something new to add to your home. he also doesn't mind date nights in where the two of you work on a giant puzzle or make a craft together; i feel like he'd love making jewelry with you for the two of you to exchange and wear

❧ he doesn't have a strong preference to having kids, a life with you in it is all he needs, whether or not there's children involved. if you do have kids, you can bet that he's gonna spoil the ever loving hell out of them. the same energy goes toward pets, too, like he'll get your pet plenty of toys and equipment to keep them active and stimulated

❧ no matter how big y'all's house is, it's gonna be filled with so much clutter. he's not a hoarder and wouldn't encourage that lifestyle, but he's a maximalist and likes to surround himself with things he finds appealing. he even encourages you to do the same; it's just as much your home as it is his and he wants to see elements of you throughout it

❧ if you have a collection of something, or you're keen to start one, he'll absolutely encourage it and find a place just for your special things. there's this one tik tok i saw of this woman who collected mugs and her ex husband would complain every time she brought a new one home, but her new boyfriend built a whole display shelf just for her mugs; that is absolutely something lucas would do for you :,)

#my. hcs #nightmare harem #nightmare harem hcs #nightmare harem oswald #nightmare harem kaim #nightmare harem lucas #otome games

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Seven Bridges - Love and Peace?: Chapter 5

Location: Yumenosaki Garden Terrace Characters: Adonis, Arashi & Mika

Arashi: Heey, Mika-chan? Anzu-chaan?

You two must be having it nice. Seeing as you’re getting someone else to help while the two of you are having a nice ol’ chat.

Mika: Ngh, I’m not ditchin’ or anythin’. My hands are movin’!

Arashi: I know. I was just joking – I’m kinda in a bit of a mean mood.

Mika: Ngh~ Sorry. I’m not good at talkin’ and I can’t tell whether you’re bein’ serious or not~

Adonis: I feel the same way.

Mika: Ngh? Wait, huh…?

Adonis: I’m Adonis Otogari from “UNDEAD”.

Mika: Well, I do know who you are but why’re you here, Otogari-kun?

Adonis: I was in the middle of track and field club activities, but while I was on a run, Narukami saw me and said, “Come help if you’ve got nothing better to do.” and dragged me over.

I’m not exactly free but our physical strength is more or less the same. I came to the decision that it would be less tiring for us both if I followed obediently.

Mika: I see… I’m sorry Naru-chan did that.

Arashi: Hey, Adonis-chan! Don’t phrase it in a way that makes it sound like I’m some muscle head!

Adonis: I simply said the truth. But if my words hurt you, I apologise.

Arashi: As you should! The truth can hurt people, you know? Be careful next time!

Adonis: I will. You’re always teaching me many new things, Narukami.

Mika: Ahaha… I don’t really get it, but we were short-staffed so if you’re here to help, then I’d really appreciate it.

Arashi: Yeah. Mika-chan and Anzu-chan were saying how they were going to clean the entire school by themselves.

There’s no way that’s possible. We’ve got to help them.

Adonis: You’re right. The good you do for others is good you do yourself.

Mika: Right. What we’re doin’ right now is a pretty common “school job”.

But startin’ this year, the reward is now paid in “L$”. Other than that, it’s basically the same.

It’s a school cleanin’ job that’s posted every so often. It’s kinda like what a caretaker does – pickin’ up the rubbish, waterin’ the plants, sortin’ the P.E. equipment and stuff.

Adonis: I’ve always wondered, why let students who don’t know how to do those things properly do it instead of employing an actual caretaker? If they did, it would be faster and the quality of work would also be better.

Mika: That’s true but there are kids who can’t afford their idol activities, so it’s a valuable source of money for them.

Adonis: ? “Valkyrie” has a lot of funds, don’t they?

Mika: “UNDEAD” and “Knights” have a lot too, right? It’s “Valkyrie’s” life mission to be constantly creatin’ the best performance, so we can never have enough money.

That’s why I do the school jobs whenever I have time. I don’t wanna go back to how things were last year – times were hard when we didn’t have the money to perform.

And it’s relaxin’ doin’ the things I’m used to…♪

Still, maybe it’s a bad side effect of the “L$” system, but they’re makin’ it so that you can’t earn “L$” outside of idol work.

It’s not really an advantage in terms of fundin’, though.

Adonis: Yeah. I checked the details behind the “school jobs” out of curiosity one time, but it’s not exactly a fitting reward for the work.

Arashi: But even so, if you were to do a normal part-time job and then convert those earnings to “L$”, the exchange rate would be pretty low.

They’re really making “L$” to be something you can only earn through idol activities.

Mika: Yeah. That’s why all the other Yumenosaki students have pretty much stopped doin’ “school jobs”.

It’ll just turn out to be a waste of time and labour.

They’re all probably thinkin’ if they’re gonna be earnin’ money, they’d probably wanna earn it doin’ idol work.

Arashi: I do understand that though. Up until last year, the entire industry was in a recession and there were barely any jobs for idols…

I think it’s a system put in place for idols to live and make money. They’re part of the employee benefits from the initiative the Student Council started.

But ES was created and work for idols has increased exponentially. That system might be something useless that’s left to die out.

They just haven’t gotten around to it at the moment, so maybe it’ll be discontinued next year.

And maybe ES will use the money they got from that to hire a professional caretaker to do the cleaning and stuff.

Those days, when it was the idols who did the cleaning with a broom and dustpan, might end up being something of the past.

Mika: Yeah… This is where we live so obviously we’d want to keep it nice and clean.

And I got to be good friends with Anzu-chan ‘cause we were both doin’ “school jobs”.

But this “large wave” ignores those personal sentiments and washes it all away, changin’ things in the process.

That’s the sort of “era” we’re livin’ in, right?

Adonis: That’s a very deep comment. I’m touched.

Arashi: Wow, you’re so cool, Mika-chan! It was like a scene straight out of a movie ♪

Mika: Nghahhh, don’t make fun of me! It’s embarrassin’!

“Valkyrie” has been makin’ a lotta story-based performances lately, so sometimes I find myself sayin’ those sorta lines…!

Arashi: You don’t need to be embarrassed ♪ If anything, people want us idols to say those “sorts of lines” that can move people emotionally, right?

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oh! the pinned post 🥺💗 it really suits with your theme huh?! haha but anyway... HI STEPH! i'm here because i've read it a post of yours that really messed up with my own feelings and decided to came here to easy that impostor feeling you're having about yourself and your creations. so i'm going to tell a little thing about my own experience: when i first started this 14 years ago i constanly compared my things with another ones, when tumblr got really viral in 2010/11 with all the harry potter's content i was in the middle of it feeling mediocre because i couldn't make a proper coloring and didn't even know how to put sharpen and etc. like the great ccs alreayd was doing at that time. i saw every big network birth and huge other creators receiving that great attention after me and constanly made the same questions that you made on your post. the worst one was: i will never be as talented or creative as this person will i? and that is the WORST feeling to have as a creator. because you started to doubt yourself, your talent, your colors... and we shouldn't do it because every person has his own colors, his own style. we shouldn't doubt about the encouraging comments people left on our posts or our work in general. every single one of us has his own way to see beauty, so we must believe in that. i took so long to make my bangtan blog because i was so afraid!!! afraid of the people but mostly afraid of myself. i talked about it not long ago on my blog. anyway, honey please don't let this feeling be more than you are! you're talented, there's no "oh you like that person's posts more because she/he is more talented than me" it's your brain trying to confused you. tumblr creators has often this feeling as my personal experience can tell 😖 i particularly am very glad that you started giffing, i really am. because you make things that you like, with your own personal way to make it, your comps are majestic, the choreo gifs, everything and would never be able to do that and it's all fine... i love to see the improvement on your things... but you don't have to be so HARD to yourself. let things be as they are. if you wanna make diff things, so make it, if you wanna keep as you are, so keep it. everything is fine as long as you're comfortable with it. i hope i could make sense, i hate english, but it's the only language i can talk with my friends so... 😔 sorry if i interpreted your vent post differently tho. wishing nothing but the best, sweet. if you need anything, i'm on a message away 🌷

before i begin answering this, thank you for checking in in general pat, it means a lot to know that at least one person cared enough to. also yes, i pinned your post (which i'm very much in love with wbk) and realized it matches my theme perfectly. go figure lol.

as for said vent post? i wish i could say it was a byproduct of the time of the month but as someone who works in a creative field for a living & is now a part time content creator for this site, i think the imposter syndrome is an unfortunate but inevitable side effect. am i aware that it's my own brain playing tricks on me? yes. does it stop it from happening? no. deep down, i know i'm good at what i do; in fact, there's so much i've gotten better at and i'm proud of myself for it but when you see other creators getting more attention and love for their work? yeah, it can be easy to spiral and doubt not only your abilities but your worth and what you actually contribute to this site.

i'm doing my best to undo this mentality, it's a work in progress to be sure. i know you and so many others appreciate my creations, that's what keeps me going on some days because if not, i think i would've quit ages ago. truth be told, sometimes i still feel like it but i do enjoy the process of making gifs and trying out new things, so don't worry i'm not going anywhere in that sense. but i was serious about taking a break from posting for a bit, i'm feeling the emotional drainage and i need some time to recover before i get back into the swing of things.

i digress, thank you for taking the time to reassure me and honestly just being one of the sweetest & most supportive people here. i couldn't be more grateful to have you in my life, i hope you take care and i hope you get better soon (i saw your post about having an infection, ooft). all my love as always 💞💗

#i really needed this today ngl #it's nice knowing some people care #asks #pat ✨

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angels and demons

warren worthington x reader fluff

@shuckfaced-fangirl Hi! can I request a warren worthington x female mutant reader where her powers are shadow summoning? So I guess everyone in the school kind of views her as some sort of demon? With a lot of fluff? Thank you!!

Description - Y/N is a shadow summoner and is isolated from her peers. Warren helps her see that not everyone fears her and that she is worthy of affection.

warnings - its so fluffy. fem pronouns. some angsty stuff (isolation, depression, sadness), one innuendo, devastating fluff, warren being an angel. i tried to make it POC inclusive, please let me know if it feels restricting or excluding and i will edit it.

word count - 3700, i got carried away

A/N - im so sorry this took so long, i took a break from writing while i am working on moving to college. i will still be spotty for the next few weeks but hopefully, i will post a few more things in that time and then get back on a normal schedule. also, thanks so much for this request, i had a lot of fun writing it and i hope it is something you enjoy reading!

MASTERLIST

You walked through the halls with a lowered head. You knew that you made others uncomfortable and so you chose to try to make yourself as small and unthreatening as possible. You had been 'gifted' powers with which you could manipulate and create darkness. You were a shadow summoner. That wasn't a name that many found reassuring or comforting.

There were a few who could see past it and who was close to being what you might call friends but those people were few and far between. There were overwhelmingly more people who believed that you must have been a scary and mean person, that you were some sort of demon. This couldn't have been further from the truth if one were to look past appearances. Your shadow was larger and darker than that of your peers and it trailed behind you with a mind of its own, moving and growing without you even meaning for it to happen. Your hands were constantly covered in something darker and dustier than the rest of your skin, a deep and pure black. It trailed from the tips of your fingers and faded on your forearm so it looked as though you had just dipped your arms into a chimney or that shadows were crawling up your arms.

When you first got them, you thought they were sort of cool. They made you look sort of goth and that was fun. That feeling quickly faded when you saw how others, even your family, reacted. They said it was a curse from hell. You were barely convinced otherwise.

You sat away from others at the school during free periods. During lunch you sat alone and in the sun when you could, you hoped it might make others be less scared of you as it might make you look brighter but your shadow, dark and ominous, maintained a spot near you. You wore clothes that made you look more approachable to try to maintain that you weren't scary. Your brightly colored outfit didn't ever seem to work though, no matter how hard you tried.

You looked down at the food in your hands, the sandwich only half-eaten, and you noted your hands. They were so normal looking, your nails were well kept and you thought they were a good size. That they might even be a good size for someone to hold. The only thing was the unnaturally colored dust that seemed to cover them. It was a cool black, it glistened and sparkled in the sun when your fingers moved. It never moved or transferred to anything else, always stuck securely to your skin. You were distracted by the way your fingers seemed to shine when a shadow came near yours, wings outlined in it. You looked up to see a tall blond boy above you with curly hair and bags under his eyes. He nodded to a spot on the grass near you.

"Do you mind if I sit here?"

You shook your head and even scooted away from the spot to give him more space despite the fact that you were in a large field.

"Do you want me to move?" You asked gently, wondering if maybe he wanted this particular spot and you took it from him unknowingly.

"I mean, I think that would sort of take away the whole point of me trying to sit with you." He smirked and you felt blood rush to your cheeks. "I like your hands" He hummed and you looked at him in shock. When his eyes met yours you tilted your head a bit.

"They don't bother you?" You tried to speak softly.

"No, I think they're awesome. They make you look punk." He smiled and you felt the corners of your mouth tug up a bit too.

"I like your wings." You almost mumbled as you allowed your gaze to move to the large feathery wings behind him. They moved in the wind and you found yourself wanting to run your fingers through them. "They make you look like an angel." You smiled and he groaned dramatically.

"I'm trying to look grunge." He pouted and you giggled a bit. At the sound, he looked up at you and blushed a bit. "Maybe we should trade."

"If I could trade you I would. Everyone is scared of how I look." You gazed back at the grass.

"I'm not." His simple statement made butterflies erupt in your stomach and you smiled a bit. You looked back at him and made eye contact for a moment.

"What's your name?" You asked and he maintained his gaze into your eyes. It was the most contact or conversation with someone else you'd had in a long time.

"I'm Warren." He smiled a bit and stuck a hand out to you to shake. You looked at his hand in shock. Nobody ever voluntarily touched your hands. Most of them worried that whatever was on them would spread. You hesitantly brought your hand to his, purposefully giving him plenty of time to remove his hand if he felt uncomfortable. But he didn't. Instead, your hand reached his and he shook it before letting go as if it was no big deal.

"I'm Y/N." You smiled a bit more and you felt a giggle come out of you from the joy of realizing this wasn't a dream, that someone was trying to talk to you and they weren't afraid.

"Is my name that funny?" He teased.

"No, I just-" you paused to think, "it's been so long since anyone has done this with me."

"Talked to you?" He questioned, obviously expecting you to say no and explain what you meant. Instead, you just nodded and his heart clenched for a moment. "Well, you can stick with me then."

"I don't know if you want your reputation to take a hit like that."

"My reputation is 'the angry and damaged kid', I'm sure it can handle the breaking news of me talking to a nice and pretty girl." He reassured before he even realized what he was saying. You could have cried at the feeling that rose up in your chest.

After that day, you stuck to his side like glue and he took no issue with it. The more you got to know him the more you appreciated the fact that he had taken you in. With his help, over the coming months, he helped you develop a stable friend group. That group included people like Ororo and Jane who had heard rumors about you and never bothered to check and see if they were real. They apologized profusely, especially Jean as she felt like she could have easily found out that you were kinder than she thought with her abilities but just had never done so, and you gladly accepted, just happy to be within a group.

You and Warren had developed a reputation. He was overly protective and gruff while you were overly nice and empathetic. You balanced each other well and if you were honest, you were in love with him. That always felt weird to say, you'd never been in love with anyone before but every second you spent with him made you more and more sure of your feelings.

When you and Warren were together, you would daydream about what it would be like to be in a relationship with him. Being held by him and wrapped in his wings. Getting to play with his unkempt hair. Holding his hand.

Sometimes he would try to encourage you to hold his hand. He would hold it out to you when he was helping you jump down from somewhere high. He would ask you to hand him things and then make decisive contact as he took it from you. He knew that it meant a lot to you, you practically gasped and blushed every time he did it. He had never met anyone so touch starved. He wanted to give you all the affection that you craved.

Unfortunately, Warren was rather oblivious, especially towards things like feelings and emotions. He had no clue that you had any interest in him, even though he hoped you did every day. If he wasn't so attached to your friendship, he might ask you out. Instead, he tried to maintain a friendly distance so he didn't cross any lines while also being as affectionate with you as he could be. You followed a similar path.

The person caught in the middle of this was poor Jean Gray. she had watched you pine over each other since you met and had heard every thought that went through both of your heads. She knew you would never complain or ask for help about anything so she liked to keep tabs on your thoughts every once in a while to make sure you were okay. Still, she tried her best to not listen very often or when you were thinking about anything very personal, she honestly did. But she was a romantic. All she wanted was for you two idiots to get together but you were both oblivious. She decided, probably 3 months into you becoming friends, that she had to do something about it.

She was sitting on your bed while you sat across your bedroom on your small couch. She fiddled with her thumbs while she tried to ignore your constant thoughts about Warren, his hands, his wings, his smile. She was exhausted. she took a small breath while she planned how she would try to say this to you.

"Do you want to know what I heard today?" She called and you looked up at her from the book you were pretending to read.

"Do you mean heard or 'heard'?" You laughed and she rolled her eyes.

"Either." Then she tilted her head. "Both."

"Yeah, I wanna know! What's it about?" You asked while leaning forward in your seat. Jean always had the best gossip to tell because she could literally hear it.

"Warren." She stated simply and watched your reaction. You flushed and stopped breathing for a moment.

"Wha-" you stuttered, "what about him?"

"That he has a thing for you." she winked and you flushed even more.

"You're lying." You assured, a questioning look on your face.

"I'm not and I'm tired of watching you two longing after one another while the rest of the school watches." She smiled and your heart picked up.

"I thought I told you not to look in my head!" You scolded but you weren't actually all that upset. You knew that it was very hard for her to control.

"I cant help it! Both of you think so loud. And I wouldn't have to anyway, Ororo mentioned it to me the other day and she definitely cants read minds." She giggled and you smiled a bit.

"Does he actually like me?" You almost whispered in disbelief.

"Yes! He's been obsessed with you since you started talking."

"But like he would want to actually go-"

"Y/N, I swear to god. If you don't go and talk to him right now I'm going to have a fit." She laughed and you glared at her.

"Okay okay fine, I'm going," you grumbled as you stood and walked toward your door. "If you are wrong I'm gonna be so upset with you."

She just laughed again and you started to walk down the hallway. You thought he might be in his room or outside. You decided to check his room first.

You knocked on his door but you were met with silence. You tried the handle and it moved.

"Warren?" you paused, "I'm coming in," you warned and pushed the door open. When you looked inside, he wasn't there. You took a moment to gaze around his room, it wasn't the first time you had been in there but every time was a bit exciting as you got to see all of the things he had that represented him. He had a boombox and a CD collection on his dresser. Some of his clothes were thrown around his room haphazardly and some of his drawers were open. You looked at the wall next to you where he kept photos that you took. You would carry around a camera or take pictures on your phone of everyone around campus. He always asked for them and then printed them out so he could hang them up. He had even managed to get a couple of you. You smiled a bit before heading back into the hallway, closing the door behind you.

You instead moved towards the door to get out onto the lawn where you thought he would probably be. He often sat under the big oak trees or on the roof if he wanted to get away from people. When you made it outside, you looked around for him.

"Y/N!" you heard him shout. You turned to look for him and saw his silhouette flying from the roof. You paused to admire him and his wings. He always looked so angelic to you. So powerful. You thought about how your power emanated darkness. That you would never appear angelic to someone and would more likely look like a demon. You looked down at your hands for a second, a habit you had when you were thinking about your powers. They sparkled a bit in the sun but it did little to quell the distaste in your mouth.

Suddenly there was a shadow in front of you that was not part of the darkness that surrounded you.

"Y/N?" he asked gently. "Are you okay?" he tried not to startle you. Being empathetic wasn't something that came naturally to him, but he tried extra hard around you. he noticed the way you were staring at your hands. The growth of your shadow as you thought about your powers more. He moved to touch one of your hands but you flinched back a bit. He brought his hand back and looked at you with concern. "Whats wrong, angel?" He asked lightly and you looked up at the pet name. He had started calling you that soon after you became friends. You thought it was out of irony but he really was convinced that you were some sort of angel. He also loved the way that your eyes would light up when he said it. You stared at him for a moment in silence.

"Do I scare you?" You asked quietly and your voice shook. He looked surprised by your question and you were surprised too. You didn't know why you were suddenly getting emotional. Why this was now all you could think about. Why it had to come up now when you were trying to express your feelings for him. Instead of responding he reached out to your hand, holding onto it when you let him, despite flinching away slightly. He started to walk, leading you toward the same tree you had met under. Once you both reached it he sat down and looked up at you, waiting for you to sit down too. You did, maybe a bit farther away from him than you needed to be.

"Do you think you scare me?" he asked genuinely and you took a second to think, looking back down at your hands which were now pulled back into your lap.

"I scare me," you stated simply and paused.

"That's not what I asked."

"I don't know." You mumbled. "I think I freak everyone out. Including you I guess." Your voice was quieter than you meant it to be. you really hadn't thought about it in a little while. It had been on your mind plenty when you first started talking to him. You were extra conscious of not pushing him to be around you or near your shadow. You knew that he would move away if he needed to but you also had so many memories of everyone around you fearing you, running from you, telling you that you were a curse. Instead of responding he held his hand out in between the two of you, palm up. You knew that he was inviting you to take it but that he wouldn't push you to. Instead of taking it, you placed your hand near his on the ground and he left his next to yours, not trying to take it if you didn't want him to.

"You don't." He let out, sounding sure of himself and slightly pained. "You don't scare me." You looked at each other. He had tears in his eyes. He was never one to get emotional so you were surprised. "Do I scare you?" he questioned, already knowing your answer but trying to prove a point.

"Of course not." You sighed.

"You have a lot more reason to be afraid of me than I have to be afraid of you." he looked at your hand again. "I'm the one who has a rough history, I'm the one who is angry and has a reputation of being aggressive."

"But, Warren, your mutation is-"

"Mutation has nothing to do with it, Y/N." he sighed. "You have control over your abilities, I have control over mine. The only difference between us is our personalities and I have never had any reason to fear you or dislike you. You're the kindest person I know and everyone in your life who has let you think that there was something wrong with you was terrible. And that was on them."

Your hand reached for his and you laced your fingers together. He squeezed your hand and ran his thumb over the back of it.

"I love you." The words came out of your mouth faster than you could think and you sucked in a breath, almost hoping he didn't hear you. When you glanced up at him he had a gentle smile on his face. He brought the back of your hand up to his face and kissed it before placing it against his cheek.

"I love you too, Y/N" He reached out for your waist and pulled you toward his lap, giving you plenty of time to give him a sign that you were uncomfortable. Instead, you put your leg over his waist so you were straddling his thighs. You held one of his hands in between you and fiddled with his fingers, admiring how your hands contrasted with his. Somehow, him holding your hand made it seem less out of place. You almost felt pride.

You were suddenly surrounded by warmth and shadow, the sounds of the quad around you becoming muted. You looked up around you and his wings were wrapped around the two of you, closing you off into your own little world. You felt the urge to reach out to them but you had never asked. You had never seen him let anyone touch them and you didn't want to make him uncomfortable.

"Go ahead." your eyes snapped to his in shock.

"Warren, you never let any-"

"I want you to," he admitted and it was true. He had thought many times about asking you to run your fingers through his wings. He would never complain about it but they were a little high maintenance and also sensitive. He never let anyone touch them because most people weren't gentle or he didn't trust them. He knew though that you were the gentlest person on Earth and that he could count on you to be careful.

At his reassurance, you smiled a bit. You reached a hand out to the part of his wing next to his shoulder. You both gasped a bit when your fingers made contact. Warren was a bit surprised at how sensitive they were to your touch and it had been a long time since anyone but himself had touched them. You were entranced by how soft they were. The feathers were delicate and there were so many. You were very careful in how you moved your hand along his wing, looking at him often to see if he was uncomfortable. As you were carding your fingers through his feathers, one came out. You gasped slightly horrified that you had hurt him.

"Hey, it's okay!" he rushed out as he saw your panic. "They just sort of... shed sometimes." He almost seemed embarrassed. Feathers would come off occasionally and he would often have to brush through them himself to release all of the loose feathers, sort of like brushing your hair. He reached to pick up the feather and held it in front of you for you to take. You gladly did and you twirled it in your fingers. "Maybe sometime, if you wouldn't mind, of course, you could help me brush through them?" he asked quietly and you smiled.

"Yeah of course. They seem like they might be a lot of work." you were touched that he trusted you to do that and you thought about how hard it must be to take care of them by himself when they were so big and most of his wings were behind him.

"You should see what it's like to shower with them," he grumbled and then his eyes widened at what he had said. He hadn't meant it to be an innuendo but now he was worried he offended you. Instead, he looked into your eyes and you fell into a fit of giggles.

"I might have to take you up on that offer." Your gentle gaze made him blush. He had never felt this comfortable with anyone. This safe. He decided right then that he would do anything you ever asked of him.

After that day, you and Warren became the cutest couple at the school. You were opposites in multiple ways and your relationship was more wholesome than any of your friends could handle. You got more confident in yourself and your abilities and he allowed himself to be more vulnerable. everyone agreed that you were a match made in heaven.

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siren-queen-imagines · 2 years

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NSFW Alphabet

Surprise! Totally wasn't planning this but then I randomly wanted to make one for our favorite First Lieutenant so here we are. Hope you guys like!

Obviously, NSFW so anyone who shouldn't be interacting with this (minors, I'm talking to you!) don't do it!

Masterlist

LAST NSFW WARNING!

(gif by me)

A=Aftercare (What they’re like after sex)- After sex Jason likes to take a moment to gather himself. Every time with you is everything he wanted and more so he needs a second to pull himself back together after an amazing orgasm. After that, he’ll look over to you, hoping you got yours because if you didn’t he’d be sure that you did. He’ll cuddle you and pepper you with kisses after...he’s spent so long without you when he was in Iraq and he had to be tough...the little soft moments like this with you? He’ll take advantage of it. It balances him.

B=Body Part (their favorite body part of theirs and their partner’s)- His favorite body part of himself are his hands. There is plenty he can do with those hands. He uses them to work on things around the house; he uses them when he’s on the field….he uses them to touch you and sometimes even helps you feel good. Most guys would probably use this moment to brag about the size of their dicks but not Jason. Jason knows he’s got a slightly above average sized dick but he doesn’t need to brag about it, he knows what he’s about. When it comes to you, he’ll be sappy and say (and mean it) that he loves your eyes. They’re very expressive and he can tell what you’re trying to tell him when you can’t say the words. They’re so beautiful and he loves the look in them when you’re truly happy. If the guys ever ask, like Merwin...well, especially Merwin, he could go on and on about your ass. He’ll keep it classy though, he doesn’t wanna give any other guy any ideas about you when they’re lonely. That’s only for him.

C=Cum (anything to do with cum basically)- It isn’t until he gets closer to the finish line when Jason tries to decide where he wants to cum. You’ve always let him have free reign on that, which has been very much appreciated by him. Where will he cum this time? Your chest? Your mouth? Your ass and back? Only time will tell....when you’re apart, sometimes that thought randomly pops into his head….so when he takes care of himself, he’ll imagine where it’ll go and he can’t wait to get back home to you to make that thought a reality.

D=Dirty Secret (a dirty secret of theirs)- This is something he may never admit out loud, but he’s kinda been curious about a threesome with you and another guy. Not for him but mostly for you. He kinda wanted to see you with someone else and a threesome still allowed him to keep some kind of control over the whole thing. The only other guy he would even consider letting this happen with was Nick because he trusted him…and how sexy it would be to watch you suck him off while he fucked you from behind? Like he said, he may never admit this out loud. And if you were into it, he’d want to film this or just you and him getting it on. Being able to watch it back with you may lead to another round and he knew that if he wanted to jack off watching it, he may not last long because watching you and hearing you will get him every time.

E=Experience (how experienced are they? Do they know what they’re doing?)- Oh Jason...well, he’s plenty experienced. Before he met you and even asked you out, he spent his days getting high all the time. Because he wasn’t doing much, that left a little too much time for him to go chasing after girls. He’s gotten around, he’s not proud of it but he’s not ashamed of it. It wasn’t until after his promotion the officer ranks he realized that all he wanted was someone to connect with. He was done with the one night stand stuff. And after that moment, he hadn’t had sex until you. But he knows that all the previous experience just helped him to be ready for you and because of that, he knew exactly how to please you. Everyone was different so it took some slight direction but majority of the time, you didn’t even need to say anything, he just gauges the reactions he gets out of you to see if he needs to adjust his technique.

F=Favorite Position (Goes without saying)- This is a hard one because on one hand, he likes doggie. He likes pounding into you from behind and watching your ass bouncing every time he thrusts back in. Oh the sounds you make when he does this...It allows him to spank you and have free reign to pull your hair if the situation calls for it. Plus, how can he turn down watching his dick moving in and out of you? And then on the other hand, he’s a sucker for missionary because it allows him to watch your face. Nothing makes him hornier than watching your reaction when he moves in and out of you, your face giving away how good he makes you feel. Not to forget, it’s super intimate when you guys make eye contact. Remember how he believed your eyes were expressive? Enough said with that. AND it gives him easier access to your lips, just in case the situation calls to keep you quiet.

G=Goofy (are they more serious in the moment, or are they more humorous, etc)- This depends on the situation. Rough calls for serious, First Lieutenant Kolchek...he learned that when you guys go at it rough that you like to be bossed around a little bit so he gladly obliges. Other than that, he tends to be playful. He’s not afraid to laugh at himself when he does something weird mid-thrust. But also, he’s a very eager participant. To date, you are his favorite and best sex partner (ever) so whenever there was any indication that you’re horny, he’s on you like moss on a Mississippi tree stump....eagerly like he’s mid-makeout with you and he’s trying to get you both undressed as soon as he can. The build up and teasing can wait until you’re naked. That one time you surprised him with a striptease? The most torturous (but awesome) 2 minutes ever...and the 2 minutes was how long he was able to control himself before he said ‘fuck it’ and helped you out of your impressively intricate lingerie.

H=Hair (how well groomed are they, does the carpet match the drapes, etc)- Jason is well groomed down there. He doesn’t shave it all off or anything, he just keeps it trimmed and cut. He doesn’t wanna keep it completely wild down there, it’d probably be a jungle and he’s sure that it wouldn’t be fun for you whenever you go down on him. That would be itchy on your face and he didn’t want to think how the stray hairs would affect things. Plus, keeping it cut and short allows him to feel more of you against his skin when he’s inside you.

I=Intimacy (how are they in the moment, romantic aspect)- In the moment, regardless of how it ends up (rough, playful, etc.) he always finds himself being a little romantic.He’ll always whisper little sweet nothings into your ear when he’s close enough to or thread your fingers together while he’s inside you...ever since you two started saying ‘I love you’ he will always say it to you after it’s over. Just little things to remind you that he cares about you and your experiences in bed with him.

J=Jack Off (masturbation headcanon)- When he’s away from you, he definitely masturbates a little more than he cares to admit when he’s alone. Seriously, now that he’s been having sex with you and you guys have a connection, he never really realized that sex could be that great...and should you ever be open to that sex tape idea, he’d make sure to record one of just him, jacking off while watching your tape. He wants you to be able to get off with him while he’s away from you. But when he’s home with you, he doesn’t really need to do it as often, as you’re down for sex as much as he is. Granted you guys indulge in mutual masturbation, he doesn’t really need to do it much when he’s with you.

K=Kink (one or more of their kinks)- This one only took the first time you had unprotected sex...he realized he had a breeding kink. Just the thought of it….oof. It’s enough to get him going and it’s definitely enough to make him cum. He also has a small bondage kink as you two had experimented with tying each other up (at different times) and he liked it more when it was you being tied up. He had a tough time when you tied him up and he couldn’t touch you. Definitely makes it easy to add in blindfolding and neither can remove it, you have to focus solely on the sensations you feel. Lastly, when First Lieutenant Kolchek comes out, he realizes he definitely has a dom within him.

L=Location (favorite places to do the do)- This one is hard for Jason to decide on. Obviously the most comfortable is the bed...but that also leaves room to fuck you on the dresser like that one time. But his ultimate favorite would probably be the kitchen. Plenty of room and if you wanted to incorporate food into it, y’all were in the perfect place. Bending you over the counter or you riding him on the table….plus, it’s fun to lay you across the table while he sits and goes down on you...maybe even with a little bit of whipped cream in the mix.

M=Motivation (what turns them on, gets them going)- whenever he’s around you, Jason is pretty much always on. He’s been horny in the weirdest situations and he knows when he should act on it. The key is seeing if there is a switch to turn it ‘off’ but you haven’t complained. Seems that he was lucky enough to find a partner who’s on as much as him. But to get him to need to act on it? It doesn’t take much. You could just look at him a certain way or even in times where you are cuddling him, all you gotta do is rest your hand on his thigh or something and he’s good to go. He doesn’t get it sometimes. He was never like this before...but then again, he’s never had sex with anyone like you either.

N=No (something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)- Anything that would hurt you is a big no-no for Jason. You’ve expressed content and want him to spank and pull your hair, so he’ll at least do that. But he wouldn’t go further than that like slapping you on your face (no matter how light). He could never really degrade you either. He does his fair share of dirty talk but unless you decide that you want otherwise? He could never call you names like a slut or whore. It just feels wrong and hurtful towards his love.

O=Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc)- Jason has no preference, both giving and receiving is a good time for him. He loves seeing you squirm or rolling your hips against his mouth. He loves hearing how good he’s making you feel and feeling your fingers grabbing at his hair. When he’s receiving, he loves the feel of your mouth around him; your tongue playing with him whether he’s in or out of your mouth...the way you look up at him when you’re sucking his dick. His skill level is definitely high...as previously mentioned, before you, he’s had plenty of one night stands to perfect his technique.

P=Pace (are they fast and rough? Slow and sensual?)- This will always depend on the situation. First Lieutenant Kolchek will always be fast and rough with you because that’s the way you like it. He focuses a little more on him but he will always make sure you get your orgasm when he thinks you’ve had enough of his teasing. But playful, sensual Jason will always take his time when he’s inside you. He likes to make the most of it and it allows him to focus more on you. In this part, you will always get off first if he can’t time it right enough for you to get off at the same time.

Q=Quickie (their opinions on quickies rather than proper sex, how often, etc)- He’s a fan when the situation calls for it. Like that time he took you to the Marine Corp. Birthday Ball. He was expected to attend as a ranked officer. You were all dressed up and he just couldn’t take it. There was the quickie before you guys left the house and then there was the quickie in the bathroom during the ball. Another instance was a holiday party for your job. You had just gotten promoted so you felt you should make an appearance as your boss’s bosses would be there. Once again, you two ended up having a quickie in the bathroom. Otherwise, he likes to take his time with you. He may be eager when it comes to getting started, but he will still savor the moment when it arises.

R=Risk (are they game to experiment, do they take risks, etc)- Jason is definitely down to experiment. He was the one to suggest trying bondage and blindfolds because you made him comfortable enough to express wanting to even try. He didn’t really have that with anyone else. Plus, the only risk you guys have actually taken was the unprotected sex route as he discovered his breeding kink, so he makes up for the risk taking in experimenting. He’s always open to feedback if you did or didn’t like it or things you two could try to make it better. Although, public sex is next on his to do list. He’s not sure how he’ll go about it yet but he found himself super intrigued when Merwin decided to overshare one day. Closest he’s ever gotten was the time he fucked you from behind, the front of you pressed against the window in broad daylight.

S=Stamina (how many rounds can they go for, how long do they last)- Jason’s got great stamina. He’s been in excellent shape since boot camp so he’s definitely got it in him to last a while. On a normal day, he can go 3-4 rounds with breaks in between. But on one of his really horny days, he once went 5. It started in the living room before you worked your way to the kitchen. On your way to the bedroom, it happened again on the stairs, then your bed before you migrated to the shower. He really hopes to break the record really soon.

T=Toy (do they own toys? Do they use them? On a partner or themselves?)- There are no toys just yet in the Y/L/N-Kolchek household yet but Jason is very open to experimenting with them. In fact, he’s already been looking around for one for you to use while he’s away...but to also incorporate into your dirty, bad, fun time together. He definitely wants to invest in a cock ring to see if it really does make him last longer. And if it works the way it hopes, how many rounds will he be able to go now? How many times can he get you to cum before he does?

U=Unfair (how much they like to tease)- His eagerness doesn’t leave much room for teasing….well, at least from you. Due to the instance that he was tied up and you teased him mercilessly, he’s been trying to punish you for it. He keeps going until you’re desperately begging for him to fuck you. Although, despite how torturous it was for him, he liked it. But anytime that happened, he would make you pay until you were a whimpering mess. He realized he enjoys that payback a little too much sometimes

V=Volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make)- Jason doesn’t go out of his way to be loud but he can be loud when he cums. Throughout, he’ll grunt and groan when he’s not dirty talking the hell out of you. He’ll moan when he’s coming and that’s where the volume tends to get a little loud for him. When you guys are having quickies, he’ll usually bury his face in your shoulder or neck in an effort to muffle those moans. He can control the volume of his grunts and groans.

W=Wild Card (get a random headcanon)- Jason likes to subtly tease you when you guys are out or you have friends over. Like, say you guys are at a friend’s house for dinner, and he’ll be sure to sit next to you and put his hand on your thigh, slowly creeping up. He’ll pull away as soon as you were ready to burst and excuse himself, in hopes you’ll follow him. One time he ended up in the kitchen and you ended up on your knees, sucking him off, a counter hiding you and his lower half. One of your friends walked into the kitchen half way through the blowjob, wondering where you two had disappeared. All they saw was Jason resting against the counter, his eyes closed, head hanging and his breathing slightly heavy. They asked him where you were, startling him. He lightly drummed his fingers on the counter, hoping that you would understand what he was trying to say. You did but that didn’t stop you, you kept going. You wanted to see if he could keep his cool. After he lied and said you were in the bathroom and that he’ll be back out there in a second as you two weren’t feeling too good all of a sudden (again, a lie). Your friend believed him before they left him alone, giving him a moment. Moments later, Jason came in your mouth, muffling himself with his hand. You helped himself situate himself before he walked into the next room and you followed a couple minutes later. Jason told the friend group that you two weren’t feeling well and were gonna go. That teasing earlier in the night totally backfired...or did it? It ended in you two going home for a couple rounds.

X-Ray (let’s see what’s going on in those pants, picture or words)- It was mentioned before that Jason is slightly above average. That girth is perfect enough not to make your jaw feel sore after oral and perfect enough to stretch you the way you need. He just fills you so well, you swear he was meant for you. Jason would have to agree.

Y=Yearning (how high is their sex drive)- Jason’s sex drive is pretty high. He’s ready to go whenever and wherever. He realizes it may come off as needy but he doesn’t care. He’s lucky that he found someone who can match up to his drive. Like it was mentioned before, he didn’t know sex could be so good until you. His connection with you has amplified his moderate sex drive. He just can’t get enough of you.

Z=ZZZ (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)- It takes Jason a little bit to fall asleep after sex. Granted he’s tired and fully satiated, he just likes to bask in the afterglow so he’ll fight sleep for a little while. You guys will talk about parts of your days you hadn’t mentioned yet. In between, he’ll pepper in kisses to the top of your head. Usually because of this, you’ll fall asleep first, listening to him talking and the sound of his heart beating. It was comforting. It wouldn’t take long after that for him to follow.

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shotorozu · 3 years

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hello !! I'd rlly like to request Monoma if that's alright! I've had a huge soft spot for him for a while now and I'd love to see more content of him ;v;

anyway! we all know that superiority complex of his is definitely hiding some insecurities, but I also feel like he'd be quite touchstarved too bc of his peers seldom physically interacting with him due to his quirk, yknow?

with that in mind, I'd love to see how he'd handle an s/o who has "physical touch" as their main love language. they can give verbal praise/comfort, but they always get so shy abt it that they prefer giving physical affection to show their love. and maybe combining that with "quality time" being their second love language, they love to just cuddle him or toy with his hands/hair during quiet moments uwu

if you wanna do multiple characters, I'd love to request Shinsou, Midoriya, and Amajiki (separately) for the same idea, but if you'd rather do this with just Monoma then I'm okay with that !! no worries if you don't wanna do all four ♡

thank you if you do this request, and make sure to take care of yourself !! ♡

physically affectionate s/o

character(s) : monoma neito, shinsou hitoshi, midoriya izuku (i cut out tamaki for this one, sorry :[ but i’ll do another part if anyone wants it)

legend : [Y/N = your name] they/them pronouns used, strong quirk but the details aren’t specific, reader is a part of 1-A

headcanon type : fluff (and if you squint, then crack)

note(s) : yes i do agree :,) monoma should be getting a little bit more content, and i’m sorry that this came out so late! i was multitasking with other requests (because i took a 2 day absence,,) but this doesn’t mean i don’t read people’s requests

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monoma neito

monoma 🤝 bakugou “the pros at sending mixed signals”

if there’s one thing he’s known for— then it’s for the persistent teasing, and his quite obnoxious attitude (especially at 1-A)

but he’s not a terrible person, he sure does have his reasons. and by now, people either choose to ignore him, or they simply knock the wind out of him

so, he was not prepared to encounter someone that was tolerant of him, AND also his type— like.. huh. that’s.. odd

and he was even more surprised when they accepted his wild love confession. there must be some catch to it, right?

so like i’ve said— monoma sends a lot of mixed signals. it’s either he’s complimenting your existence, or teasing you in various ways.

so— it’s just another normal day of monoma mouthing off to you, teasing you in a playful way, while you guys are hanging out this is way of making you remember him

but then, you just.. leaned forward and placed your hand on his head— not exchanging any words at all.

monoma’s first reaction is (・・?) because what?? someone is touching him right now.. wait.. someone is touching him!

honestly really shook, and at a lost for words— because everyone has refrained from coming into any physical contact with him? what a surprise! what even is this?

after said incident, you decide to speak “you had something in your hair.” and for once, monoma is the one that’s sitting in silence

“R-REALLY, Y/N? DID YOU REALLY THINK THAT WAS GOING TO W-WORK ON ME OR SOMETHING?” he questions in his usual mocking tone, but his cheeks are accompanied in a flushed red

he’d only experience field day when he realized that touch was basically your love language, with quality time in the second lead

so whenever you guys are spending time together, you’d,, actually go closer to him! this has never happened before, let him be

he doesn’t really like the idea of getting his hair touched, so you usually choose to fiddle with his hands— sometimes observing his details, and other times you’ll be comparing hand sizes

he’ll ridicule you for being so touchy— but he’ll ask if he’s “that irresistable?” while also moving you closer to him. he loves it a lot, okay?

don’t let class 1-b see this, he will flex on them because when he starts getting annoying again, they’ll use you as blackmail.

“monoma, i swear— if you do that, we’ll tell Y/N-”

“HAHA— ok, i’m sorry.”

shinsou hitoshi

he probably has the most chill reaction out of the bunch

again— another person that has been antagonized because of their quirk. he’s been perceived as villanious ever since his middle school days

kids have been told to keep their distance away from him at a young age so.. you’d bet that he’d be really touch starved

he never had any serious experiences with dating, and he never had any real friends— that weren’t cautious of his quirk

that was until he met you, which he just assumed you were another highkey stuck up person in the hero course

but, you were basically the opposite, and you were a real pleasure to have around. one thing lead to another, and now you guys are dating

he thought it was really cute whenever you got too shy to just sit in silence during dates, or to even give out words of affirmations

but hitoshi was surprised at first when he felt you pull yourself closer to him— resting your head on his shoulder. the concept of someone wanting to be in his presence is still sinking in for him

lucky for you! shinsou knows how to adapt to situations quickly, immediately slinging an arm around your shoulder, as he listens to you talk

he’ll be surprised when you start touching his hair, because golly!! are you guys close

but do it more pls, he loves it a lot— it sometimes makes him really drowsy.

if you play with his hands omg, his heart will do somersaults. he’s lucky that he’s able to keep himself composed.

loves watching you choosing to cuddle him, after briefly giving up on trying to form coherent words of affirmations.

it’s something he brings up quite often, but not in a teasing manner!

sometimes he’ll pat the free spot beside him, basically begging you to come closer to him.

eventually, denki notices on how touchy he’ll get whenever you’re around— but hitoshi will just shrug it off

“it’s always been that way.” he simply says, but he’ll turn around with this big ass grin on his face 💀

he’s whipped for your touch. so please, do it more

midoriya izuku

he’s also touchstarved. actually, all of them are really touchstarved, and for different reasons 💀

well.. it’s not like he had a choice from the getgo. he was born quirkless, and that lead to him becoming an outcase— and also the victim of bullying i wanna hug him

and being told constantly that he won’t ever be enough, or he won’t ever be a hero— it’s obvious that he doesn’t have any dating experience

but he didn’t think he’d be dating anytime soon— especially since he was ‘just’ pinning over you. he was convinced it was going nowhere

until you confessed. he’s surprised that he didn’t pass out

ever since you guys started dating, he noticed that you’ve been a little timid— not in the way that you feel awkward, more like,, you wanted to say something

or do something, because when you guys were studying together, you just suddenly sat closer to him— and started counting his freckles

he short circuited for a second.

he was reduced to a stuttering, and blushy mess— and you just laughed, telling him “you should continue what you’re doing!” as you ran your other hand across his shoulders

that night, he was wide awake in his bed— recalling your gentle and loving touch, running his hands along the parts of his hair, that you’ve touched

he loves quality time, because while he does like to ramble a lot— he does enjoy spending time with you in silence, but it’s the touches that makes him flustered

despite him being quite shy to initiate any sort of touch, you— on the other hand, were shy with saying praises. so you coped with physical touch, and quality time

man, izuku never gets used to it. no matter how much he tries to— he’s just.. needy, touchstarved.

he doesn’t realize how lost he looks when you’re sitting beside him, and not touching his hair or hands for once. please feel free to do so

oh, and since we’re on the topic of hands— he’ll tear up if you start playing/fiddling with his hands, and especially when you start tracing his scars. it makes him feel so warm.

okay but,, please give him a heads up if you’re going to act touchy in public. he’ll start stammering and blushing hard you might have to put him in rice or smth

the dekusquad talks about that quite a lot, especially when they accidentally witnessed it in the common room (for the first time)

in short— he adores it. sometimes he’ll initiate it, by asking you if you want to sit beside him, to play with his hair. he’s so inlove

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