#O how I would give anything to have normal teenage problems

[mainsamayhoon]

In the age of crying over a boy I'm having existence crisis 😭

#O how I would give anything to have normal teenage problems #I'd rather cry over a boy then my life decisions #main khi padha tha kuch ladkiyo ke Dil duniya nahi balki unhein gharwale thodte hai #can't believe I relate to that

[fairytsuk1]

mile high club | (smut)

pairing: alex quackity x reader

words: 1.9k

warnings: sexual content, surprise visit, riding, quickie, couch sex, mild femdom, mild sub!alex, unprotected sex, pre-established relationship

summary: "Sooo, What about Quackity dating someone who lives in a different country, and since both of them have been really busy they haven't seen each other in person in a couple months, so he decides to give his s/o a surprise visit?"

It was as normal of a day as ever. You’d woken up early and greeted Alex, who happily called you while you brushed your teeth and washed your face.

“Good morning, sleepyhead,” and you can hear the smile in his voice.

“Good morning,” you yawn, rubbing your eyes, “what have you been up to?”

“Oh, you know,” he avoids the question, “just getting on with the day. You have your little morning voice right now, so cute, you know.”

Your laugh rings prettily into the phone as Alex blatantly flirts with you. He still made you feel like a teenager, all giddy with excitement and want. Plus, you miss him. It feels like eons ago that he would pull you closer to his chest mornings like these, firm arms snug around your waist as he curled around you like a mama bear. Your heart ached at the thought, even just sharing breakfast or coffee felt special.

“Well, whatever! I just woke up and gotta start my morning routine. But seriously, what are you up to? It sounds kinda noisy?”

The mild hustle and bustle cuts through the phone's static. It’s too muffled to hear anything, and you’re too sleep-addled to decipher it, “it’s nothing, baby. I’m just at the store. It’s crowded today, but I need some groceries.”

“Oh, right, Target?”

Alex pauses, “Yeeeah. I gotta go, honey, but I’ll talk to you later!”

Something feels off, but you swallow your worries.

“Yeah, we’ll talk later! I love you.”

“Te quiero mucho.”

There’s a quick click and then silence. Usually, Alex was more carefree with his thoughts. He had no problem freely expressing himself to you; he even told you that you were someone who made him feel like he could. But maybe you’re just being an overly attached girlfriend! You’re just thinking too hard about this. It’s probably fine, right?

You brush your teeth hastily with vigor, and you make record-breaking time on your skincare routine. The faster you get your day started, the bigger head start you have against those anxious thoughts.

It was an extreme relief when you received sporadic texts from Alex.

[lex <3]: what’s up babe??

[lex <3]: I’m thinking of youu

[lex <3]: te quiero verte pronto <3

It made your heart race and make you want to look bashful and hide underneath your lashes because he was so charming. You eagerly reply to him with a plentiful amount of hearts and kisses. Just knowing he was thinking of you made you feel good. It uplifted your day as you flicked on mascara and tied up your New Balances. 

Things were average that day. The loud ringing doorbell broke you out of your TV rewatching reverie. You’re expecting some religious fanatics; damn, they could be so annoying. No packages you ordered that you knew of, no plans left forgotten, who could it be—

You’re absolutely taken aback. The breath in your lungs seemingly dissipates into the air, condensing into invisible wispy strands. What’s this? Alex stands before you with a bright smile. His jacket is black and puffy, and he’s got his striped beanie that turns beautiful wild locks of hair into a shape resembling an egg. It’s your boyfriend. He’s suddenly materialized on your doorstep with rolling luggage and smooth words, “Are you gonna invite me in?”

“Alex! Oh my god,” you fly into his arms, darting into them like the floor was a springboard, “this isn’t real. How are you here? This is insane!”

“I flew here; I had to see you,” he says earnestly, “I’m so fucking glad to see you.”

“I’m glad to see you, Lex!”

The two of you are locked in a cozy embrace. Your arms cradle Alex's head like he’s a baby, your baby, as you pepper soft, freckled skin with kisses. He tries to tell you to stop and tries to squirm away, but you aren’t letting go now that he’s here in your hands. 

"You totally lied about the grocery store!"

"Come onn, I couldn't give away the surprise!"

Alex holds you by your waist and takes deep inhales in your neck. Something about your scent and knowing that you’re there in his arms makes him feel high. That makes him feel more than elated, indeed in a near-delirious state of love.

Both of you adjust to him being back. His luggage is left haphazardly in the bedroom while he kicks his shoes off to get comfortable. You can’t help but hang off of him and touch every single part of him as if this is a dream that could not be possible. He preens, feeling your hand smooth down the expanse of his back, covered with a fit Planet Duck t-shirt that made him look so delectable.

You were always attracted to Alex; there was no question about that. However, the combination of not having seen him for long, along with his freshly cut hair, was doing things to you. The experience of being in his space was sending your pussy into overdrive. Even the first shared kiss the two of you have leaves you wanting more as your clit quivers. Alex seems like none the wiser to your needs as the two of you settle down together.

“What do you wanna order, pizza?”

“Whatever you want, handsome,” and your nails scratch at his forearm just to feel his goosebumps prickle up.

“Handsome? Why thank you,” he smirked, giving you an Eskimo kiss. “Are you sure you don’t have a craving for anything?”

“I think… the only craving I have is you.”

“Wow, you must really want me to be begging like this,” he teases, bringing his face so close that his breath hits your lips, “what do you want?”

“I want my boyfriend, who I haven’t seen in months, to fuck the shit out of me. Think that can be arranged?”

“Absolutely,” Alex brings you into a kiss.

His hands weave into the hair at the back of your neck. When he brings you closer, the tension of the pull makes your jaw drop in a gasp. Alex takes advantage of your blatant thirst through your lips by slipping a slick tongue to toy with yours. He tastes like mints, and you fist your hand in his jacket with a crinkle. Both of you sway, shifting first to lean back before you press your lips against him harder and swing a leg over his wide legs. 

It feels sweltering when the two of you pull away with panting breaths. You’re perched high in Alex's lap, and his hands possessively hold the curve of your ass. His lips are pink if slightly bitten, as they swell. You’re sure yours aren’t any better, but it hurts in the best way when you rejoin your lips together for another kiss.

“Extrañe tanto tu cuerpo, quiero comérmelo,” he rasps and rolls you further into his chest, further against his hardening cock.

His words leave you shivering as you roll your hips against him again.

“Wanna ride you first, I’ve missed your cock filling me up sooo much.”

Alex blushes at hearing your praise. Your hands caress his shoulders soothingly as he relaxes more on the couch, “I think about you all the time. Fisting my cock pretending it’s your pussy, fuckk, but it’s never the same.”

“My fingers never do it like yours do,” his sweatpants are expertly undone and tugged down.

“Oh, I know. I always make you feel good,” his hips lift as you lower his boxers to reveal the tan skin of his thick cock.

Your mouth instantly waters at the sight of him. His head is dark and weeping with pre-cum as it twitches in the cool air. Spitting on your hand, eye contact is captivating as you begin to work your hand up and down his cock. Your wrists twist, and Alex lets out a high-pitched moan, hand digging into the plush cushion of the couch. He only whines sweeter and pants heavier as your slick up his dick, working him up till he feels his balls churning with the need to release.

Alex whines when you let go, hands pawing at your waist to align your dripping hole with the head of his cock. His mouth is fast to latch onto your nipples or to lightly nibble at the soft skin of his tummy.

“Be patient,” you lightly chide.

“Can’t, need you too bad,” he moans as delicate fingers touch his cock, “I wanted to surprise you, so now you treat me.”

“What a demanding boy.”

“Ah! Oh, fuck. Fuckfuckfuck,” your soaked pussy sinks down on his fat cock.

He’s not impossible to take, but the stretch still makes your stomach quiver after such a long time. It’s welcoming, though. Your pussy is carved to take Alex, to be fucked relentlessly by him as he makes your tongue loll out your mouth.

“God, fuck! I missed this so much, Lex,” your eyes are teary as you wetly rise and lower yourself on his dick, “making me feel so full.”

“You’re amazing, riding me so well. Hah, ah, you always make me feel good!”

You’re preening and crawling closer with faster hips as Alex wails for you. There are lewd smacking sounds that reverberate through the room as you fuck yourself on his dick. Things heated up so fast that everything felt as though the intensity of your fucking had been turned up to eleven.

His cock curves in your gummy walls. Every downstroke leads to the tip pressing against the spongy spot inside you; it makes your hips seize desperately as you pound yourself against Alex. He’s moved to lightly jerking his hips, mouth suckling on your tits and leaving gentle marks on your back. His nails are blunt, but the sting makes the coils inside you grow tighter and tighter with tension.

You feel so wet, wet, wet. Your walls are squeezing Alex, desperate for every single drop of release, and his orgasm is about to slap him in the face, “I-I’m getting close, oh shit. Babe, fuck, I’m gonna cum!”

“Cum inside me, Lex. I wanna feel it, breed me,” it comes out in a whine as you grow closer and closer to your peak, “gonna cum all over this cock, papi. Fuckkk, you own this pussy! Oh, oh!”

Alex cums first. His hot ropes fill you like warm lava, filling your pussy to the brim with his seed as he groans out from under you. He was at your mercy as you milked him through your orgasm, milky walls squeezing his dick for all it’s worth. Your thighs ache in the best way as you sink into his lap. 

His cum leaks out of you lewdly around his softening cock. Both your eyes meet as you regain your breath. He looks a mess, and you know you do two as your sweaty bodies rest against each other. A flicker of fondness turns into a full-blown flame, “I-I love you. I missed you so much.”

“I love and miss you too, a ton,” he whispers, “and I’m glad I came to surprise you.”

You smile at him with watery eyes, “Yeah, me too.”

#quackity imagine #quackity scenario #quackity x reader #quackity x y/n #quackity x you #quackity fanfic #quackity smut #quackity thirst

[icanreadthisbutnotbooks]

Warning ⚠️: this fic will contain blood and gore as it will go over Jiwoo's kidnapping incident. It will also have some agnst

This is part 3 of Kayden and child reader it is going to be more of short fics of events so far and some head cannons. If anyone wants to request certain scenarios I'll be happy to make fics or head cannons for it. This fic will start at the time line where eleceed starts.

Meeting Jiwoo

You were waiting for your papa to return, he had hid you in one of the abandoned buildings. He heard that three of the top ten were gathering together and decided to go challenge them. You started getting worried because he was taking longer than he usually would. You decide to leave the abandoned building and search for him. You summon a will-o'-the-wisp to lead you to him, making sure to erase your trace as Kayden had taught. You end up walking into a strange scene of a cat with your dads power touching a teenagers forehead.

You watch in confusion as various questions running through your head. From a distance you watch as the teenager gets up to square off against a big cat

'who is that? Why does that chubby kitty have Papa's power? Is that a tiger? Why does it have grey fur?'

The cat lunges at the teenager, and you hear your dads voice from the chubby kitty yelling at him to get away.

You watch as the teenager dodges every attack from the cat, and knock the cat out with the power your dad gave

'oh he's an awakener, like me and papa'

You watch as your dad and the teenager near the kitty to check for injuries. The teenager picks up the cat and you hear your dad call you

"Y/n you can come out now, this kid means no harm"

You quickly run up to your dad and the teen out of your hiding spot.

"papa what happened? Why are you a kitty right now? And um who is he?"

"Those three ganged up on me, remember the new power I was practicing? this is it. This is Jiwoo he found me injured after the fight and tended to my wounds."

"oh, I don't like those top 10 they didn't fight fair. Um thank you

mr.Jiwoo for helping papa"

You say to Jiwoo as he looks at you in shock

" no- no problem? Mr.Kayden you're actually human? I didn't know you had a daughter"

" of course I'm human, and I have to keep her secret or she can get hurt. Come on now we'll draw suspicion if we stay here too long."

The three of you head to Jiwoo's place where Jiwoo patches up the grey cat, you discuss what happened in the alley way.

"Um Mr.Kayden, Y/n.."

"Is there something you want to say?"

" I couldn't say this before because we were busy.. um .. how do I explain this."

"It's okay, just say it"

" you know the thing I did in the alley way?"

"you mean your speed?"

"Yes! Please don't say anything about my powers, no one can know.. please"

You blink at him in surprise.

" Hey! Who do you think I am? why would I blab about you being an awakened one?"

" awakened? What's that?"

"You don't know what you are?"

"what am I?"

Kayden then explains what an awakener is to Jiwoo, and then he started crying, since he was happy that he was normal.

'he went through what I went through in the orphanage'

You think to yourself as you walk towards Jiwoo and start patting his back, he smiles and gently pats your head.

"thank you for caring for me Y/n"

'why did I do that? I shouldn't trust people easily,papa said that. I need to act more like papa.' You think to yourself as you try to come up with a lie.

" I- no-I um d-did it cause uh papas a CAT and um catsdon'tlikebeingwet"

You say as you quickly back away, flustered that you did that without thinking.

Jiwoo giggles as your dad gives you a deadpan expression at how obvious it was that you were lying.

'I need to teach her how to lie better, who did she learn to lie like that from?'

Kayden thinks to himself as he looks at you as you try to control your flustered expression.

"May I ask you something else Mr.Kayden? can you teach me about the awakened ones?"

Kayden then gives Jiwoo a lecture on what awakeners are.

Jiwoo becomes Kaydens apprentice

You sat on the patio of Jiwoo's home as you thought of what you just saw. Your dad had just taught his force control to Jiwoo and he had learned it quickly, not to say you didn't learn quickly. You had also learned your dads force control quickly but it took you an entire hour unlike Jiwoo. Kayden had said you were talented, but didn't that mean that Jiwoo was more talented? and you were sad that Jiwoo might replace you. You had seen it many times before, a couple would adopt a kid but then return them cause they got a 'better biological child'.

"Y/n why do you look so sad?"

Your dad said as he sat beside you

"papa you won't leave me right?"

You ask as you look at him teary eyed

"Y/n! Hey, hey what's wrong? what brought this about?"

Kayden asked as he nudged your arm with his paw.

" he's your apprentice, won't that mean you won't have time for me anymore? Does that mean he's going to replace me? He has talent and he's also older, won't that mean he can be seen with you? Since him being older makes him less fragile. Papa please don't replace me"

You whimper as tears start rolling down your face

"Y/n I would never replace you, you're my one and only daughter Y/n Break. The day you became my daughter, was the day I swore to take care of you and protect you from harm. Me having an apprentice won't change the fact that you are my precious daughter, and that I love and care for you."

You hug Kayden still crying

"sorry papa I just didn't want to be left alone again. I'll try to like Mr.Jiwoo I know he's not bad- but I still don't want to share you yet"

"Y/n I won't care for you less because I have an apprentice, we now have one more person to care for. I can't reveal Jiwoo soon either for his safety and yours"

"okay papa"

After that you fall asleep hugging him the crying had worn you out that night.

The Day Jiwoo became your big brother

It had been right after you arrived from the first trip to the Korean academy. You had learned how to transform from Kayden, and came with them disguised as a kitten. You were still warming up to Jiwoo bit by bit. The night that you got back you got a nightmare. You were back at the orphanage hearing every insult they threw at you. You decided to not sleep, and instead decided to go and look at the stars.

"hey Y/n, you couldn't sleep?

Jiwoo asked as he sat beside you

".. I had a nightmare.."

"do you want to tell me what happened? It's okay if you don't want to, but maybe I can help"

"..I had a nightmare of when I was back at the orphanage, I remembered the insults they threw at me, the names that called me. I was Y/n; the freak and mistake, the other kids would break my toys and the older kids would just ignore me all the time."

Jiwoo gently pats your back to soothe you.

" when I first got my powers the people around called me a monster and freak too. I could never make really close friendships since I didn't want anyone discovering my power. Every year me and my mom would move locations to not get any attention. I lived like that all my life. I only got actual close friends after I met you and Mr.Kayden."

Jiwoo smiles at you and pats your head

" I know how those nightmares feel, I wouldn't want to go back to the life I had before either"

You quickly pull Jiwoo into a hug

"I'm sorry, I kept being stubborn with you even though you were so nice. I'm sorry that I've been so selfish, I didn't stop to think that you needed papa just like I do, sorry that I kept being selfish when it came to papa"

"it's alright Y/n, you're a six year old. When I was six I would have been selfish with my mom's affection too. Mr. Kayden is always going to care for you,and you now have me too. I care for you, so don't be scared of being alone, alright?"

" thank you.. can I call you big brother? Please?"

You ask as you look at him

"alright, as long as I can call you my little sister"

"uh huh, it's a promise you're my big brother now."

You two hug and spend the rest of the night spotting constellations till you fall asleep, and Jiwoo carries you and tucks you into bed.

Unbeknownst to both of you Kayden watched the entire scene, he's happy that the both of you get along now.

There are dark themes after this point read at your own digression.

The kidnapping

Warning ⚠️ there is going to be blood and gore in this part

News of Jiwoo had reached the assassins. Baekdu had sent spies and they found out you existed. Jiwoo was captured and they sent another person to capture you.

You had gone outside in search for Jiwoo using your will-o'-the-wisp when you bumped into a creepy looking guy.

" you're the little kid I was sent to capture, tch sending me after you. I want to get a hold of Kayden Breaks force control. They even get to have fun torturing his apprentice. Guess I'll have to have my fun torturing you instead."

Everything he said after didn't register in your ears after he had mentioned Jiwoo being tortured all you saw was red.

During the time you had spent with Jiwoo you had been learning something new. You and your dad had discovered a way for you to partially transform and use the power of the creatures you summoned.

You summoned your orc on top of him to stun him, you used the moment of weakness against him. You grew jagged teeth, talons, 5 fingers merged into 3,with sharp nails, scales grew on your arm, jellyfish tentacles and a scorpion tail sprouted from your back. You bit into the flesh of his collar. Even with his guard down tearing into the flesh of an adult awakener was difficult. You gripped your talons into his stomach and claws into his shoulders. You commanded your orc to strike his back as you gnawed at the flesh of his neck. Each attempt of the man to attack you or the orc, earned him a sting from your tail and tentacles. The sudden fall of the orc and punctured veins, along with your stings disoriented him and prevented him from making attacks that would actually kill you. The entire time your mind said one thing only;

'kill him'

You finally ripped through his muscle and skin to see his bone. You powered energy in your jaws and bit into his wound once more, this time you fired off a beam of electricity straight through his heart. Even with the scales acting as a defensive barrier your arms were broken and you were covered in gashes. The scales on your arm had also been ripped off in certain places. You no longer had the energy to keep your transformation and both it and the orc faded away. You were stained in blood and blood pooled on the ground around you. The smell of burnt flesh hung heavily in the air.

At that moment Ameyong and Dran appeared, along with Suman Kang.

" well aren't you a little monster"

Dran said excitement in his face

" that was definitely Mr. Kaydens electricity, could it be that he had two apprentices instead of just one"

" whatever it is we can torture information out of her too"

Dran activated his power as walked towards you. Suman Kang instantly stepped in front of you

" you will not hurt her"

He set up spatial isolation and put a shield around you and held them off. Just in time for Kayden to arrive.

"I'll take care of these two, both of you go find Jiwoo"

You and Suman find Jiwoo and go back to the battlefield to see Kayden killing off Dran and Ameyong running away. You, Kayden and Jiwoo go home. The entire time you stare at Jiwoo, sobbing as you arrive home.

The aftermath of the kidnapping

This has a bit of agnst in it.

Kayden started working on trying to help Jiwoo. You sat curled up in a ball beside him.

" Y/n, do you know how dangerous what you did is?"

Kayden asked you in a serious voice you had rarely heard him speak like that for. He only did so on occasions where your actions could have caused you to die.

"I didn't know it was going to be that dangerous, I just wanted to help-"

"YOU COULD HAVE DIED!, save for Ameyong the other two would not have second guessed hurting a child. The one you killed was out of sheer luck, he was nowhere near the strength of the other two but if he had come up to you with an attack prepared you would have lost, if he had even one chance to recover things could have gone south in a split second. I've told you countless times that the awakener world is a dangerous place."

His voice was stern, you had run into a situation without even considering how dangerous it could have been.

"but papa, I was worried that big brother got hurt-"

"Then you should have come to me"

You bury your head in your knees, looking at the ground below.

"..*sigh* Y/n I could have lost both you and Jiwoo this day"

His voice sounded pained, he was worried about Jiwoo, about you. He was thinking of how he might have had to hold both of your dead bodies if he had arrived any later.

"I'm sorry papa, I went against your rules that you made to keep me safe. I know the fight was dangerous, but the moment I heard that big brother was hurt..I just got mad, the only thought in my head was to kill the guy in front of me"

"I know Y/n, I understand that rage. I feel right now, I want to end the one who called the assassins on Jiwoo"

".. papa they know about me too, the guy I killed said that he was sent out to capture me."

"HE WAS WHAT?"

"the guy I killed said that the other two tasked him to capture me"

"I'm going to kill the scumbag that dared to do this"

"papa is Jiwoo going to be fine?"

" I don't know, we have to ask for help at Shinawa for both of you"

" I'll be fine papa, I want big brother to get better"

"Y/n you're injured too they need to check you too"

The three of you go to Shinawa together, Thankfully your injuries are less critical than Jiwoo's, which is attributed to the Chimera transformation's increased durability and mild regeneration factor.

Meeting Ameyong

You refused to leave Jiwoo's side and stayed in the hospital room with him. You had tried your best at healing him too ,by summoning your healing creatures. The best you could do for Jiwoo was to heal his skin, scars, and tiny scratches. Any attempt to move you outside of Jiwoo's hospital room only resulted with you sneaking back in. It was in such a moment that you watched Ameyong and Jiwoo speak. The moment Ameyong touched Jiwoo you lunge at him. He's faster and catches you mid-air.

"DON'T YOU DARE TRY TO HURT HIM"

You growl at him as you swing your claws at him.

"I won't, I just confirmed something"

With that he set you down

" You shouldn't charge like that into battle. You're insanely strong for a child, but against an adult you would lose. Your victory that day came from sheer luck, and you fighting dirty."

"So what? I'm in the wrong for fighting dirty? That guy tried to capture and kill me even though I'm a kid. It's his own fault for having his ego up his butt"

You say as you snarl at him

"daughter"

"at this point in time it doesn't matter, since you were a child against an adult. As you get older you'll have to change that, you'll have a reputation to uphold as Kayden's second apprentice.

"whAT?

His eyes widen as he staggers backwards

"his daughter, I'm his daughter"

"I tried to kidnap Kayden's daughter? You're kidding right? Kayden doesn't have a daughter."

"yes you tried to kidnap me, and yes he's my papa, don't faint like those cartoon characters do. I'll throw you out the window."

"I would know if he had a daughter"

"if you don't believe me, ask papa yourself. He's outside right now."

"he is? Alright I'll be going then.. Something like this will happen again as long as you're Kayden's apprentice, and if what you say is true you're in greater danger as his daughter. They'll never care for how you are."

Ameyong walks towards the door and pauses

"I wasn't accepted like you both, but I also think of myself as Kayden's apprentice."

Once he leaves you turn your attention to Jiwoo.

"don't think I'm letting you go, I heard what you said. You were going to let him kill you"

You puff your face as you flop down next to him

" I didn't want to cause danger for Mr.Kayden and my core is broken, I'll just be a burden"

" No you're not, remember why force control is so precious? and what you were told about mentors?"

"yeah I do"

" papa and I care for you, don't forget that and mentors affiliated or not always have the responsibility of taking care of their apprentices. Don't worry I know papa will find a way to help with your core"

"thank you little sis"

Jiwoo says as he pulls you into a hug.

"are you going to get in trouble for revealing your identity?"

"don't worry papa said he was going to tell him, apparently he could help cover us"

"ooh I see."

So this was rather long and I know everyone has liked the fluff posts more, but I wanted to try and flesh the relationships out more. Part four will be uploaded and it will be more similar to my previous posts. If you have requests for certain scenarios, I'll try my best to write them.

#eleceed #Kayden #Jiwoo seo #agnst #someone take away my brother's grimm collection #child reader #reader fights dirty

[levmada]

Can you imagine Levi having a teenage daughter with any kind of issue that sets her apart from the "normal" but no one dares gives her shit because... Levi.

yesss ok i think of this more often than one might think bccccc reasons

i just think Levi would be the best father in the face of this planet. He’s strict, but he’s fair. say a reasonable curfew like 10:30pm and no phones at the table at dinner time when you’re all together after school and work :(

Levi is the type of dad, no matter how old she’s getting, to go to his baby’s room and say goodnight. he eventually stopped saying, “If you need anything, you know where I am,” because it’s understood and the fact is that his baby doesn't need anything much anymore (which does not give him an existential crisis or anything).

but Levi is also the type of dad that his daughter can go to anything about?? he has that open energy and never blows up no matter what happened + is surprisingly good at advice. It’s just that he has no idea what to say if it’s a boy/girl issue and will usually direct her to you if he doesn’t know😭 and damn will he try.

god he’s so protective. try as he might to be open about his emotions, he struggles to be vulnerable when he’s hurt that his baby kept something important from him. again Levi doesn’t blow up, but he gets sarcastic and snippy in an argument.

you try to tell her to be understanding, but more often than not Levi blames himself anyway. he just wants to be good for his daughter, and he tries to rectify that by getting her a gift or making a treat for her to eat as a peace offering. Levi, as always, is not a wordy man.

whenever you say issue my mind goes to issues of anxiety, like maybe she gets fidgety and nervous or she doesn’t dress like the norm.

“What the fuck do they know about you?” he will grumble. “I’d beat the fuck out of them if they weren’t a bunch of brats.”

cue daughter beating the fuck out of her bullies and Levi staunchly defending her actions. you need to step in at that point dkfjdnsnsnd

he always supports her tho :((( i don’t think modern Levi knows how to dress beyond a bunch of white shirts and black jackets+coats but as for fashion he’ll nod with a microscopic smile on his face when something looks good, and when it doesn’t, he recognizes that kids at that age get reallll rebellious. there’s no use controlling her when that’ll make her fight him even more. he has endless patience.

and he’s always there for a shoulder to lean on when his baby’s broken down to tears. whether he’s helping with homework (Levi is the BEST at math) or having relationship problems, he’ll cool down his homicidal tendencies and just… be there. his full attention is on her, whether she needs him or not.

best dad. best best best dad :(

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[goreshitrushi2]

weird personal rambling on kizashige

don’t want to talk about this on twitter or anything but I’ve mentioned on there about making a fangame focusing on kizashige and I have been taking that seriously. so I’ve been busy with that but it’s honestly one of the most difficult things I’ve ever tried to work on. 

it’s difficult to put my view on morishige and kizami’s characters into words because my interpretation of them is very personal, I don’t think those interpretations even come through in my art. but trying to write them in this project has lead me to reflect a lot on what I get out of them and corpse party as a whole, and what I have for years at this point. I always got something so specific from corpse party that I’m not sure if anyone else has before (and I’m just assuming here.) it’s cheesy to say I got into corpse party when I needed to, that it’s almost like a coping mechanism for me, an escapism, but it’s true. 

being into a... crack ship? a ship where they interacted like twice? for years at this point makes me look like an insane person, but whatever I got from seeing kizami and morishige as two mentally ill teenagers finding solace in this place where they no longer have to deal with or even revel in the ostracization they experienced in their normal lives means a lot to me.

I make so many jokes about morishige having ocd on twitter that I got an ask about it once. and I had this entire thing written out about how I actually view his whole character more as a metaphor for it-- he ruminates on his actions as part of his internal conflict, and it really resonated with me as someone suffering from “pure o” ocd. but the moment I wrote that, it felt like I was admitting to something so heinous and awful that I couldn’t bring myself to finish that ask. which is just the nature of having ocd. the nature of having a disorder where you question yourself and your morals on a near constant daily basis, and I saw that in morishige really heavily. and delving into those similar feelings as part of my interpretation of him is kind of harrowing.

even kizami, when you grow up with schrodinger’s mental illness with a family who are not prepared to deal with it in the slightest and either see you as a threat for the rest of your life or want to pretend everything is completely fine, it’s honestly really relatable, it’s realistic, and I feel for him a lot. I don’t care about the intention behind his character, there’s a lot of problems I have with it, but it’s not where I want to get rid of it. I would just want to write it differently. I want kizami to reflect on why he wanted an escape from himself through yuka, on him suddenly holding this ideal of taking care of someone, probably because he wanted that for himself deep down. 

they’re both so traumatized. and this idea of heavenly host as this place where that trauma comes out full front and center-- kizami killing all his friends because he just couldn’t ever believe in being accepted by anyone, morishige desecrating corpses as a twisted form of pity onto them-- both acting out through some strange type of revenge against the people around them, either directly or indirectly. all because of the alienation they both felt were inherent to them because they aren’t, and couldn’t, be normal. 

that they allowed themselves to succumb to this, not only reading it as them giving into their darkest desires, a typical corruption storyline, but also reading their character arcs as their struggles with neurodivergency, masking, the exhaustion that results when you’re good at it, and the frustration when you aren’t, only leading them to those breakdowns. it’s a joker arc. and I love it. and I want them to experience it together. I want them to be murder husbands killing other people and each other bfs but it’s also about a mutual understanding from their struggles with themselves and how they’re perceived by others, and throwing away all of that together.

kizami and morishige are already mirrors of each other; where kizami is someone who’s able to present himself as this normal, good guy, is respected and acknowledged by his peers because of it, an honor student with ties to the student council, he’s involved in so much and with so many people. but he hates it all deep down. and morishige being this loner, this loser, who can’t lie, can’t save face, is too honest, and is disliked by everyone because of it. and what does morishige do about it? nothing. nothing but become even more of a judgmental asshole who no longer tries because he’s over it. yet he still complains about his lack of acknowledgement and how he really does wish he could just be in the spotlight. 

whether they could have respected each other for their different approaches, being what the other could be, or just want to go crazy and letting go of that together, I just. it’s cathartic. I wish I could bring that out in my writing. I’m sick of rambling. I wish they were in love. I need to be put on antipsychotics again. 

#long post #😬

[occasionallykettle]

i just don't get why byler wouldn't happen after all of the byler scenes. what was the point of the byler scenes if not to advance byler's plot specifically? and why advance byler if it isn't going to be endgame? let's look at a few examples:

the byler rain argument in s3. you could say that this was to let mike tell will that they weren't kids anymore so that will stormed off to castle byers before destroying it, so that he could feel... those goosebumps flaring... and confirm that the mindflayer was back, but it could have been done in literally any other way. they didn't have to make a dramatic ass "break-up" scene between mike and will. will could have been doing literally anything else and have felt it. the GA doesn't even analyse/think about the byler rain argument like we do, so they aren't actively thinking "the byler rain argument was a really deep and meaningful argument that was essential in advancing the entire storyline of the stranger things universe", because to be honest, it didn't. it only advanced the byler plot.

literally every single heart-to-heart/interaction that they had in s4. including the van pizzamobile scene.

for starters, the argument they had in rink-o-mania. if the duffer brothers wanted to keep byler in the dust, then why explicitly and implicitly address it in their argument ("and what about us?" "we're friends. we're friends." for implied)? why couldn't they have just had will and mike looking for el?

when will was shown being visibly upset/pining for mike when he left to go give eggos to el. oh, milkvan is your endgame ship? what does will have to do with it then? why show him pining for mike right before milk&oreos biggest argument?

mike looking at the letter that el had left him. i feel like if this was to advance the storyline of finding el/milkvan only, then they wouldn't have will be there to comfort mike. it would just be mike staring at the letter or something.

mike apologising to will in will's bedroom. this scene was 100% not necessary if it wasn't to advance the byler plot. the GA most likely weren't even thinking about mike and will's argument at rink-o-mania, so it wasn't to appease the GA either (as if the duffer brothers would do that in the first place). they don't really develop the characters themselves as individuals either, just their relationship.

sitting on top of that car and having another heart-to-heart. it wasn't to advance the main storyline, because they only discovered that the pen didn't work after argyle tried to use it, not because of the heart-to-heart. it doesn't advance mildsauce either, since mike was left just as doubtful of his relationship with el as much as he was before he talked with will (also i would like to point out how adorable it is that mike was willing to confide in will about his relationship problems).

the van pizzamobile scene. it might have a greater effect in season 5, but as of right now, i don't think it has any use other than byler/anti milkvan. you could say that this was what prompted mike's feelings in the monologue (which temporarily saved the world and saved el and max, which was indeed very beneficial to the main plot), and you would be completely right. however, there is no reason for the pizzamobile scene to exist if the duffer brothers were planning on making milk&oreos canon. the pizzamobile scene literally made mildsauce's relationship worse, even the GA is aware of that. it exists so that mike can bring it up in season 5.

the scenes in season 2. i think it was essential to have mike be will's closest friend and not anyone else in the party for the love triangle in season 3/4 to work. we are shown really how close mike and will were and are in season 2, and then how that all changes once el arrives because mike is on his way to being a "normal and straight" teenage boy with a girlfriend. otherwise, couldn't they have just had anyone else in the party be will's closest friend that stayed at his house and at the hospital? you could argue that mike needed to do something in season 2, but his position could have been swapped with dustin's if they had adjusted a few things. but mike was the one that needed to be closest to will because 1) they needed to have the love triangle in season 3/4 (already mentioned) and 2) mike was already shown to "be the only one that cared about will" (quoting mike) in season 1, both explicitly and implicitly.

also, someone on tumblr said that if will had stayed just 10 seconds longer with dustin on that hill, then he would have been part of the russian storyline and wouldn't have had to get hatecrimed by mike for the entire season. and that begs the question: why didn't the duffer brothers just let will be part of the russian storyline with dustin? i don't think that anyone would have been against dustin and will becoming closer friends for the entire season if will didn't already have someone else in the party that he was "abnormally" close with. if they had adjusted the storyline just a little bit, then will would have had something more important to do than be sad, and it would have actually made sense, since dustin was just ditched by all his friends and will had been ignored all summer. and you could say that he had to be there to... again, feel those goosebumps flaring when the mindflayer was activated, but c'mon that added literally 3 lines, and max didn't move out of the way anyway.

so, in conclusion, there are so many goddamn byler scenes (i haven't even covered most of them), and making them would have been a complete waste of time for both the duffer brothers and us, the viewers. there is a reason for all the byler scenes and that reason is to advance the byler plot.

#i didn't plan for this to be so long lol #sorry about that #byler #will byers #mike wheeler #i know what you are mike wheeler #byler proof #byler evidence #we keep winning #anti m*leven

[tc-mani]

longass post

I DONT CARE THAT IM LATE, i will do this bc i can

june tcc challenge by @sweet-but-stoned-tcc

1. Do you and your TC have any hobbies or interests in common? If so, do you talk about them together often?

ohh i wish, i mean, he seems like he cares about politics, and is okay with lgbt 😳 so that's very pog of him. he probably loves dogs (also looks like one) and he cares for bees 🥺 literally how more wholesome can a man get?

2. Does your TC ever talk about their childhood/teenage years? If yes, what were they like and what sort of childhood did they have?

i just know that in that time there were some political problems in our country, and i think that's why now he cares about justice. other than that, i'd have to guess, but i think he might have been a very quiet kid, it's visible that he's trying his best to be assertive sooo i think in the past he wasn't. OKAY NONO no analysis here just a wholesome little post no therapy

3. If you could choose one from the following from your TC, what would you choose? An hour alone with them to chat about what you want, a hug, a present, a handwritten note or then complimenting you in front of the class?

100% i'd choose a hug.

4. Do you think you’ll buy them a leaving gift? If so, what are you thinking of getting them?

i WANTED TO AAAA DONT REMIND ME i want but it's way too specific i dont wanna expose myself on tumblr 😰 also i wanted to give him flowers bc yes. bc who cares about gender roles. FLOWERS FOR M!!!!!

5. When and where did you first meet them?

hmmmm i wonder where... oh in class. yea. two years ago

6. What was your first impression of them?

i remember thinking yes, finally ill actually learn something, good teacher

then he was like a kind dad, he never yells, he helps everyone

now hes like a kind dadd- NO

7. Do they give out much homework in their classes? What type of homework do they commonly give out?

he gives us lots of assignments, but he never sets a deadline. which results in: no one ever doing those assignments. not even me lmao

but i actually enjoy doing hw for him sometimes :))) i mean ... for me. my future. yes. ofc.

it's usually not difficult, but this one time i asked him about one assignment, and he basically just read the task to me and did nothing to explain it further ʘ‿ʘ i was screaming inside my head. but he's cute tho 😁😊😁😊😁😊😁😊

8. Do they talk a lot in their classes or do they do more activities?

M talks a lot. which is absolutely amazing, because i can listen to his voice the whole lesson and remember his every single word 😵‍💫 and get good grades. and be the best student. and.. wait what was the que.. ohh.. yeah he talks and even tells stories about himself. i fucking love it, everyone else is asleep but it's so interesting to me O///_///O

9. What’s their funniest moment this far?

he's in general a very funny person because of one thing: DAD JOKES

also he's a god in being sarcastic, he literally threatens you with the biggest kindest smile on his face.

this one time a girl didn't wanna be examined, cause she didn't know anything. and he said "even bad grades aren't for free."

(she actually got a good grade)

10. What’s their cutest moment so far?

everything he does is a fucking cute moment

...alright so this one time M gave me a bad grade accidentally and then corrected himself, and he was so embarrassed about it, literally VISIBLY BLUSHING. cutest thing ever. also once i needed to talk to him and he was typing his password. he looked up at me with puppy eyes and slowly deleted the password..... which was literally just ••••• but okay i guess

alright that's enough for today!!!!

im gonna go uhh do normal people stuff now

#teacher crush community #tcc #tc #male teacher crush

[twindevilgang]

Ok so how bout mikey w a gf just like him, i mean i get tired after eating and get hungry after sleeping, will fall asleep anywhere, usually ditches school, can get serious and throw a good punch but normally just fucks around, yk shit like that (idk if he changed i havent read manga so forgive me) only difference is shes taller (not a hard feat, my man is 5’3)

Mikey with an s/o just like him~

Manjiro ‘Mikey’ Sano x Fem!Reader

Warning: cursing, mentions of blood, violence

Ft: Draken, mitsuya

A/n: bro….it’s been like—a month since I wrote y’all’s request 😭

Now, everyone thought you and him were related or something because you two are just a like it’s a little disturbing for everyone to see.

Just like Mikey you’re always hungry, not matter what your doing, oh your talking to Mikey you leave him to get food for both you and him, because you know Mikey would end up taking your own food and complain about how you didn’t bring him anything, you’re in the middle of class you ask to go to the bathroom and never comeback and if you do you have a bag full of snacks or munch on.

If you go to the same school as Mikey you bet your ass he would skip his class and go to yours stealing your snacks while the teacher is yelling at him to leave. He won’t leave until you give him at least 4 bags of snacks.

Just like Mikey you always end up catching some Z’s while you’re done eating. So after lunch Draken has to find you two, that is if you do go to the same school as them, and he always finds you two knocked out cold on the floor of the school roof with Mikey literally on you.

Speaking of school, you and Mikey ditch school most of the time. Mikey takes you out on little rides on his motorcycle or little dates. But then it’s ruin because Mitsuya and Draken are scolding you to stay and school and to stop do thing all the damn time.

Although you may seem sweet and innocent, kinda like Mikey in a way when he’s not out on the streets beating people up, you sure as hell know how to pack a punch. When Mikey first saw it he was shocked and that shocked expression of his turned into pure amazement.

Mikeys a little shit sometimes. He wants you to fight him. Not doubt about it. He wants you to just land one punch one his face and that’s it. You always say no because, like who says they want to get punched in their face by their girlfriend? Not many I can tell you that. You knew he was a little crazy but not that crazy.

And listen, the boys is shorter than an average teenage boy for his age fr. So in cases like this your taller then him by like two-three inches. May not seem like a lot but trust me there’s the height. He doesn’t see a problem with this, mainly because most(all) of his friends are slightly taller then him so he doesn’t care.

Although he uses your height to his disadvantage. Your basically his personal ladder or personal grabber. Somethings to high?

“Oh y/n can you get that for me?”

“Ay y/n lift me up so I can grab that”

Like no little man i would not because there’s a stool right next to you😒

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[uncouth-the-fifth]

Hello!! I was wondering when you'd write a general smut HC for Jon like you did for Damian

hell yeah, it's Jon day now 😤

when asked, Jon (after a lot of blushy fumbling) will claim that he had the normal teenage sex experience. He tried to have one, anyway. The occasional s/o had brought it up with him before, and Jon, desperately clinging to his human side for any sense of normalcy in his bizarre life, prematurely agreed. He soon finds out that he's barely compatible with humans in the first place. His strength alone makes the entire situation dangerous, since the premise to sex is a loss of self-control - Jon can't even stop himself from crushing his phone when he's not paying attention. Simple math.

So, he moves on to aliens. Being Superboy gives him lots of... access... across the galaxy, so he gets away with lots of things he shouldn't. Sneaking off to makeout with a girlfriend is pretty normal for teenagers, so Jon gets some points there. But flying behind Saturn to get some action in a spaceship? Not so much.

This makes Jon sound not so innocent, but he's still the gentleman we all know and love. These alien girls he goes around kissing are remembered by name and treated kindly every time Jon sees them again - he's not the type to play and toss. All he wants to do is learn about himself and other people. His sexual curiosity is definitely tied to his sense of identity, since it takes an entire saga for Jon to figure out what satisfies Kryptonians.

The answer: very, very little.

When he's hard, he stays hard, even after he cums. Jon's endurance is literally endless as long as the sun is up or light's touched him in the last day. His heat vision acts up when he's turned on, too, something he had to learn the hard way. He's probably never had a truly good orgasm in his life... (Until you, but will get to that).

But like every hard thing about being Kryptonian, Jon twists it into something positive.

Obviously, he's huge. He's aware how uncomfortable it can be for some people to handle something that big, so he's content with oral instead. Giving, that is.

Jon's mouth never tires, so he can stay between your legs until his breath runs out - which it doesn't. He picked up a couple handy tricks in space that make him a menace in bed. If Jon touches light enough and moves fast enough, his fingers can vibrate inside of you at super-speed. As he's tenderly kissing your clit, he'll blow icy puffs of air on your pussy to make you squirm. If you're cramped for room or can't find a good position, Jon can pick you up with one hand and hold your thighs around his face comfortably in the air. And if someone happens to walk in? A little super-speed goes a long way for your privacy.

There's other things about having sex that Jon learns to enjoy, too. His superhearing catches every wisp of a moan, every hitch of breath. He likes to remind you that his sense of taste is super, too ;)

Eventually, you start to feel guilty. Jon does so much for you but you're physically unable to do the same for him. Though it takes a bit of looking, there are solutions to this problem.

Star Labs discreetly develops a bracelet/collar that cancels out yellow sun energy with red. Jon's nervous to use it, but after the hundredth time you hear the little click as it snaps onto his wrist (usually before he makes love to you like a heathen), you both think of it like you would a condom or birth control. Though this means no super-vibration or limitless endurance, Jon makes it more than worth it for you both.

He's a sweet, impatient lover. Jon needs very little foreplay to get heated up, and he does a lot of whining and begging if you prolong anything. He'll scoop you off your feet and effortlessly drop you in his lap, where he'll pepper you with dovey kisses and giggle about how eager he is to feel you squeeze around him. Jon's just sassy enough to be considered on the edge of vulgar - but if you dare to dirty talk to him in return, he'll dissolve into a crimson-faced puddle and do anything you ask.

Years of being Damian's "sidekick" has given him the smallest degradation kink. One time, you'd smacked his ass with a kitchen towel and teased him for being a bad boy- only to end up bent over a counter and pounded into until your thighs were purple.

(And the spanking... the harder, the better. Pain is out of the equation for Jon, so all that's left is the nature of the act, of being punished and submitting to it. He's always forced to be the one in control. It's nice to relax and take orders for once. When he's not wearing that bracelet, the best way to turn him on is by clawing your nails up his back, over his neck, and into his hair. None of it hurts, but the sensation never fails to make Jon go berserk).

In bed, Jon's a very flexible switch. His default is bottom, since his powers always put him in charge in every other situation. After a harsh day as Superman, there's nothing he wants more than to go home and not be in charge for once, especially if it's him submitting to some filthy snuggling. Though he's always in a rush to get to the dirtiest part of things, Jon never fails to chase the bone you hang over his head. One x-ray vision glimpse of your lack of underwear makes him forget how to walk. The look you give him as you get out his bondage ropes - starved. A lot of it is about letting go and losing control for him, but just as much relies on getting some good ole fashioned attention. Jon loves to be treated like a puppy. Kiss him, coo at him, pet him, and he'll be yours.

His favorite positions are, without fail, the ones where he can hold you up. Jon's bumped your head against the ceiling plenty of times in the process, but he prefers to eat you out with your legs wrapped around his head, your whole body held up by two hands. He can maneuver you however he needs to in order to fuck you best with his mouth, and often it ends with your hands in his hair, pretzeled around his head and wailing while he devours you. Or, with your legs around his waist instead. It's a position that gives his strength the advantage, where he can easily kiss you and glide his cock into your core in the same motion.

Jon loves to take his time when you get to sex, but with his schedule and the constant calls for help, he will never mind a quickie. As long as you find an appropriate spot (aka: kitchen counters, behind the clouds in the sky, in the shower, against the front door before work, etc), Jon will satisfy you just as easily as he would with more time.

Along the way, Jon discovers that sex is his best outlet for liking his powers. After his first time, his confidence is permanently boosted. Behind those baby blues adored by the public, a dirty secret lurks: Jon knows precisely how to make you scream his name, and it has everything to do with why they call him the Man of Steel.

#jon kent x you #jon kent x reader #jon kent smut #jon kent #jon kent x reader smut #superboy x reader #superboy x y/n #superboy x you #superboy smut #superboy #dc comics smut #dc comics #dc smut #dc #smut prompts 2021 #user uncouth

[espressokiri]

Can I request Aizawa with a popular hero s/o? Class 1-A loves them and goes crazy when they find out he’s married to their idol.

Aizawa x GN!reader

In which reader is Aizawa's married partner and is popular with crowds and loved by class 1-A.

Warnings: None

Genre: Fluff

Note: (H/n) = Hero name

Being a man who savoured his alone time, mostly spending it catching up with sleep due to his hectic scheduling of night patrol and teaching students, he was surprised to have fallen for a colleague who fell into the spotlight and enamoured everyone they came in contact with. They were the prime example of ‘opposites attract’ and it was oddly endearing. 

Y/n always emitted a comforting energy around them, their soft and nurturing nature drawing admirers and fans, hence shooting their rank in the Heroes poll right under the popular winged hero. Despite their popularity due to their personality, their strong ability to maneuver their quirk and quick thinking under stressful situations had gained them respect with both civilians and heroes.

Because of the awareness that Aizawa does not enjoy the spotlight, Y/n had always arrived to their shared home in secrecy to avoid paparazzi and crazed fans from finding out their humble abode, a comfortable one bedroom modern apartment that was perfect for the pair of them. Their odd schedules seemed to clash but the couple always made it work, sometimes sacrificing each other’s sleep to be able to spend time with the other -usually Y/n as they know Aizawa lacks enough sleep already.

“Sweetheart, it’s time for you to wake up.” Y/n whispers softly, leaning over Aizawa and tracing their forefinger around his facial features, easing him awake. A groan rumbles in the man’s throat before he slowly opens his eyes, a soft smile taking over as he’s met with the worried gaze of his partner. “Good morning.” Aizawa’s voice rasps out, throat dry from just waking up.

“Morning, my love.”

Aizawa takes their hand that was on his face and places it on his lips, giving it a peck before letting go.

“Breakfast is ready.” Y/n informs before trudging out of the room, leaving a sighing Aizawa as he dreaded dealing with a bunch of chaotic teenagers. 

When Aizawa came out freshened up and dressed in his hero uniform, he was met with Y/n leaning on the kitchen counter in their pyjamas, sipping on coffee in their favourite mug and focussing on their phone. Y/n had a late start in the morning for their shift in the agency, so they tried making the most of their morning.

Aizawa walked towards them, placing both hands on the counter, confining them in between his arms. Y/n raised an eyebrow at his approach, placing their phone away and looking at him while having the rim of the mug on their lips as they took a sip. “Need anything?” A smirk played on their lips as Aizawa scoffed at their question, swiftly swooping down and placing a kiss on their lips. 

Y/n placed their mug on the counter, besotted in the affection their partner was showcasing. Aizawa brought his hands to their hips and helped them up onto the counter, slotting himself in between them with both hands on their thighs. Y/n ran their hand through his hair as they gazed at each other with deep longing and understanding. “You don’t have much time.” Y/n murmured, leaning their head onto his shoulder, placing a soft kiss on his neck, making goosebumps arise on the touched skin.

“I know, I’m enjoying while I can.” Aizawa sighed, grabbing the mug Y/n had placed aside and taking a sip from it. Y/n let out a sound of disapproval, “you have your own coffee right there!” They pointed at the steaming mug placed on the kitchen table.

“Just giving yours a try.” He shrugged, a smile on his lips as he grabbed his mug and leaned back against the counter in between Y/n’s legs. Y/n ran their fingers through his hair, untangling the knots he seemed to not have brushed out. “I have patrol till six today, I won’t be home when you come back from work.” Y/n spoke.

Aizawa had his eyes closed as he savoured the warm beverage and the calm feeling of his partner working on his hair. “That’s alright, be sure to eat dinner early. Stay safe.” Aizawa was upset that they didn’t even get weekends to spend together to do normal couple things, it was a rare occurrence for both their schedules to align.

When Aizawa did enter his homeroom classroom, facing the rowdy students of class 1-A, he stumbled upon a conversation between Mineta and Kaminari, “(H/n) is so cool! I can’t believe they aren’t higher up in the hero rankings, they have an amazing record of defeating villains!” Kaminari gushed. 

“Forget that! Do you see how sexy they look? With that sweet nature of theirs, I’m sure they must be so submiss-” Bindings wrapped around the short grape boy as Aizawa held a menacing glare, the class hushing with the sudden change in mood.

“It would do you good not to speak of my partner in such a vulgar manner.”

A beat of silence was held before the class erupted in excitement and confusion, “partner?!”

Ashido raised her hand up high and wiggled it around before Aizawa sighed and beckoned her to speak, “sensei! Are romantically involved with (H/n)?!” 

There he’s done it, Aizawa was aware of his class idolizing Y/n and now he’s gotten his privacy breached. “Yes, we are married.”

Ensue more shock and raised hands.

After a gruelling day of being interrogated by his students and teaching, Aizawa made his way home before he would start his nightly patrol. Shoving the keys in the lock, he opened the door and let himself inside, upset that he would be home alone for the remainder of his time.

“Ah, shit!”

Aizawa froze as he heard the sound coming from the bathroom, eyes glancing towards the clock in the kitchen. Y/n wasn’t supposed to be home yet. He rushed his way into the bathroom to come across Y/n with a gash on the side of their head which they were tending to.

“What happened?!”

Y/n jumped at the sudden loud noise, turning around and finding their husband with a worried gaze settled onto their wound. “Nothing serious, I got caught off guard because of that stupid birdbrain of a hero.” Y/n waved it off, scoffing when they mentioned Hawks. Aizawa held their face in between his hands as he inspected the wound, it wasn’t deep but it would need to be cared for.

As Aizawa cleaned the blood around the wound and disinfected it, he brought up the incident today. “My class also really wants to meet you.” 

Y/n was aware of how much Aizawa adored his class, despite not wording it and pretending they were a lot of work. “I’d love to meet them too! I’m free tomorrow if you’d like.” Y/n offered. Aizawa swallowed nervously, “tomorrow sounds good.” Y/n had never visited U.A. while Aizawa was working, and he was nervous about the whole ordeal. 

To say he was nervous was an understatement, Aizawa kept glancing at the classroom door as he was teaching, wondering when they’d come in and how things would go. It wasn’t like him to be nervous but perhaps he wanted to show Y/n how well he could handle kids like they could.

As he monitored the class doing their worksheets, the door slid open revealing Y/n holding a small bento in their hands. “It’s (H/n)!” The class were bouncing with excitement and squeals could be heard. Y/n gave a friendly wave to the class as they made their way to Aizawa, giving him a kiss on the cheek, riling the students up more, before placing the bento box on his desk.

“Hello class 1-A! It’s great to finally meet you!” Y/n gave their brightest smile as they were excited to meet Aizawa’s ‘problem children’. They seemed to be a lively bunch with unique appearances, it was very endearing to see teenagers with bright smiles and a strong heart. 

“How’d you meet Aizawa sensei, (H/n)?” Ashido had questioned, buzzing with excitement as she gazed over what the hero was wearing. “You guys can call me Y/n.” Y/n winked, “also we met back in high school, but we were acquaintances until he started working with an underground agency and I gained the courage to ask him out.” 

“If Aizawa sensei can get someone like Y/n, then there’s still hope for us!” Kaminari wailed, a glare pointed at him by his teacher.

Y/n snickered, “despite his rugged appearance, he’s quite the charmer.” They praised, causing the girls in the class to swoon at the sweet words. 

“So Shota, are you going to show me how strong your class really is?”

Ground Beta never seemed to get awfully torn down when Y/n was in U.A., but it seems that Aizawa’s class held destructive and strong quirks that left their mouth wide open at the power a bunch of teenagers held. Especially the three Aizawa had mentioned once or twice in passing; Todoroki Shoto, Bakugou Katsuki, and Midoriya Izuku.

“Here dear, let’s get you hydrated.” Y/n handed Uraraka a bottle of water as the girl looked nauseas from the overuse of her quirk. “T-thank you!” Uraraka bowed timidly before shakily grabbing the bottle, Y/n just gave her a gentle smile and ruffled her hair, “you were so cool Uraraka, and your hero suit is adorable.” A fiery blush erupted on the girl’s face at the compliment and affectionate touch.

“What do you think of my quirk?!” An overexcited Kaminari ran over to the two, seeing his idol praise Uraraka had him craving for approval from the hero. “It’s very powerful, Kaminari! You’re doing great with the limited usage as well to not overwhelm yourself!” Y/n pinched his cheek, a slight static grazing the pads of their fingers as the blonde was jittering with joy. 

“Stop hogging her Denki!” Jirou had shoved the blonde away, “Jirou! I’m so excited to be seeing more of your quirk in use! I love how calm you are while IN action!” 

“Y/n! Can we train together?”

“Yeah! I wanna see what it’s like fighting a real pro!”

Y/n grinned at their enthusiasm and agreed, all of class A seemed to have brightened up and tried their best to show off to their idol.

Aizawa was watching from a distance, a soft smile on his lips as he watched his partner interact with his students. They were always good with kids, especially teenagers, as they claimed all the kids ever want is someone to listen to them and understand their thought process. Maybe he would bring Y/n along often to training during their off days. 

#aizawa imagine #aizawa x y/n #aizawa x reader #aizawa x gn!reader #bnha imagines #mha imagines #bnha scenarios #mha scenarios #aizawa fluff #aizawa scenario

[dudeandduchess]

Yakuza!Kyōjurō x F!S/O: Sugar and Spice (Mafia!AU, Modern AU, NSFW Series)[Chapter 8]

Summary: Kyōjurō and (Y/n) meet at a party, only to find out that their lives would change forever— since they had been arranged to be married.

Note: I have nothing against McDonald’s; I love some of their things (Nuggets!!!). It’s just that the contrast between what (Y/n)’s mother had always had, compared to something so normal makes me laugh.

Warnings: Smut, Making Out, Candy Swapping, Semi-Public Sex (Private Beach), Teasing, Champagne Blowjob, Cum Swallowing

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It had been a couple of days since the pleasurable incident at the Rengoku clan’s mountain home and, for the life of her, (Y/n) couldn’t get it out of her head. Especially at night, when she begun fantasizing about having Kyōjurō’s hands all over her again, with his chest pressed flush against her back.

She would never admit it, but she was addicted— after only the barest taste of him.

And she would have devised a plan to wring the same pleasure from him again, had he not called her the following morning to say that something had come up in Osaka. That would have been find, if it only took a day to fix it. But, apparently, it was going to take a few days.

(Y/n) had tried not to let her disappointment show in her tone, but Kyōjurō must have picked up on it, since she had gotten the most beautiful bouquet of pink and white hydrangeas— as well as one of Kyōjurō’s button down shirts— a mere hour after they had said goodbye to each other.

The card had even held the sweetest inscription she had ever received, which she quickly used to cover her face— as she raced back up the stairs to get back to the privacy of her room.

At that present moment, with her already done getting herself ready for the day, she took a brief moment for herself and sat down on the edge of her bed; taking the card where she had left it on top of her nightstand, and biting back a smile as she read her fiancé’s writing.

‘You are much like hydrangeas; Beautiful, but selfish with your love. I hope that I can take a piece of your heart while I’m gone, And I hope that someday I’ll have your love, (Y/n).

P.S. I’m giving you my shirt, so that it will keep a little bit of me with you.

Forever Yours, Kyōjurō’

(Y/n) couldn’t help but bite down on her lower lip, if only to bite back the giggle that threatened to spill from her lips. She had been reading the card frequently, yet it still managed to elicit the same reaction from her; as if she were a lovesick teenager.

It was very unbecoming for her; especially over someone whom she was still getting to know.

Kyōjurō was going to become her husband, that was a fact, but there was a tiny voice in her head that always warned her to not get too close. Thankfully, it had been small enough to bury beneath all of her foremost thoughts; yet when she was alone— like at that moment— it gained enough momentum to make itself known.

And the smile on her face, which brightened up her features, turned down into a barely perceptible frown. It was dangerous for her to fall so easily for a man; especially a man that she knew was still keeping his cards close to his chest.

She knew that; after all, she wasn’t that far gone in her blossoming feelings for him.

It would have been so easy to keep herself in check, to guard her heart and keep herself sane… if only he didn’t make her feel like throwing all caution to the wind so she could jump and fall right into his arms.

Just like he had told her that she made him happy, Kyōjurō made her feel the same; along with feeling protected and appreciated.

Before (Y/n) could delve in deeper into her own thoughts however, she quickly shook herself from her reverie and placed the card back down on her nightstand. Then, she got up from her bed and straightened herself out; after all, Rin hadn’t been coming to her room to pester her about attending events in her parents’ stead.

Now that she thought about it, she hadn’t been tasked to attend any political functions ever since Kyōjurō had warned her mother to lessen her tasks. It gave her enough time to actually relax during her break, and it felt amazing.

She had to remember to give Kyōjurō a kiss once he returned. And if she were to be honest, she would say that she missed him.

“You’re too invested, (Y/n),” The young woman muttered to herself with a playful scoff, before shaking her head and making her way down to the dining room. It was time for breakfast, after all; her most dreaded part of the day, since she had to sit there and take all of her mother’s ill-concealed jabs.

Her tasks may have lessened, but her family life sure hasn’t improved.

With all her apprehension about going to see her mother, (Y/n) even dawdled a little bit during the walk downstairs; purposely taking her time to admire some of the paintings that caught her interest, until she arrived at the doorway she was trying to avoid the most.

And with a deep breath, she stepped through and expected her mother’s mildly displeased expression to greet her. Only, the first face that she saw had her immediately brightening up; especially when those lips that she missed tilted up at the corners to give her a handsome grin.

“Kyōjurō!” (Y/n) breathed out, just as a wide smile colored her expression. And before she could help it, she already found herself practically skipping over to where he now stood— only to freeze when she saw her mother’s narrow-eyed gaze boring right into her.

Immediately, the arms that wanted to wrap themselves around her lover froze at her sides; while Kyōjurō engulfed her in a tight embrace, before pressing a chaste kiss to her lips. “Did you miss me, princess?”

“I… I did.” She admitted, her smile almost faltering once, as she felt her mother’s glare boring right into her back. However, she was shielded by Kyōjurō’s face, so she allowed herself a little bit of rebellion and leaned in to peck his lips— all while her hands lifted themselves up and settled themselves at his sides in a pseudo hug.

As her mother had kept repeating to her while she was growing up: it was unbecoming of someone of her social status to show too much emotion to anyone, as it gave people a leverage over her. And it was obvious that it had stuck to her, since she could only act normally whenever she wasn’t around any people who gave a damn about who she was.

Thankfully, she was shaken from her reverie by Kyōjurō guiding her to sit down on the empty chair next to where he sat. “Go and eat, baby. You need your strength for today.”

Kyōjurō’s words were innocent enough, but they didn’t fail to make goosebumps raise across her skin. They were so laden with hidden meaning, at least in her mind, that she couldn’t shake the warmth that pooled at the pit of her stomach.

With those words hanging in the air, she turned her full attention to the food set out on the table— holding back a surprised expression when she saw that it was laden with carry-out boxes from McDonald’s. A laugh wanted to bubble free from the sight of the lavish table paired off with something so… common, yet (Y/n) could only purse her lips together as she grabbed the laid-out silverware to serve herself a pancake.

Breakfasts used to be such a droll agenda whenever she was at home, but Kyōjurō had managed to spin such a humorous twist on it that made her want to kiss him.

The best part? Rengoku Kyōjurō had practically forced her mother— the wife of the Prime Minister, and the prissiest woman to ever live— to eat an Egg McMuffin.

(Y/n) would never forget the undernoted look of disgust that she kept shooting the blond at her side; the very man whom, she was naught to admit, was starting to become such an essential part of her life.

“How’s your McMuffin… okaa-sama?” Kyōjurō asked quietly, looking so regal even with a paper cup of coffee in his right hand. And (Y/n) could only get swept into him even more, when he turned to her and gave her the most attractive wink; one that had her heart practically skipping in her chest.

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When (Y/n) had heard that she should keep her strength up for the day, she had expected so much more than just going to the beach— which Kyōjurō’s family apparently bought a few years ago— and being told that her fiancé only wanted to relax.

If she were to be honest, she would say that she expected to get railed so hard on the blanket. After all, it was why she had worn the sundress that she was sure accented all of her curves; one that would entice Kyōjurō into doing just what she wanted him to.

There wasn’t anything wrong with hoping to get fucked by such a sexy man, but it had been a few days, and she was sure that he was trying to put on a show just to tease her. That was the problem: he wasn’t giving in to her.

He merely laid down next to her on their blanket— in all his shirtless glory— while he kept eating that goddamned hard candy that was in the glass bowl next to him. And to make things worse for her, he looked so attractive— especially with his abs out on display, and his sunglasses framing his face so perfectly.

She would have long straddled his hips and slipped his cock inside her, had she been that shameless of a woman.

It wasn’t much of a statement coming from her, based on how they had first met, but it was different because they were out in the open; where anyone could happen by and take pictures of them humping like rabbits on the beach.

That wasn’t a headline that she wanted the entirety of Japan to see, even if she knew that the property was as secluded and secure as it could be.

Still, Kyōjurō was making it so hard to resist him. And he knew just how badly he was affecting her.

“Do you want to eat something, baby? Maybe a drink?” Kyōjurō asked softly, raising his sunglasses to the top of his head while he turned to look at (Y/n)— whom was no longer scrolling through her phone, and was blatantly ogling his body.

He would be lying if he said that he didn’t like that, or if he said that that wasn’t turning him on.

In fact, he had wanted to push her down on the table at her house, had her mother not been there to keep giving him ill-concealed glares. But he had to keep it in his pants, since he wanted to see how she would react with a little bit of pushing from him.

After all, he could make her so needy for him that it would make for the hottest nights of their life; especially if he kept on teasing her bit by bit until their wedding night.

It was too little too late, after he had already had a taste of her tight pussy, but it only made things much more exciting for him. If only he wasn’t constantly close to asking her to fuck him.

“A glass of champagne would be nice…” (Y/n) answered softly, the flush on her face getting more evident in the shade, especially when her eyes flickered up to meet his own. They were so intense with need that Kyōjurō couldn’t help it…

He cupped her face with one hand and pulled her in to his face, as he sat upright to meet her halfway.

The first touch of his lips to hers had his entire body tingling with warmth, as if it was coming alive under her touch. And it was only made better when their slow and tentative kisses slowly escalated to open-mouthed ones; ones that had him feeling himself getting hard.

Especially when she reached down and cupped her hand over his hardening cock.

A smirk tugged at the corners of Kyōjurō’s lips then, as he got it in his mind to push the piece of candy in his mouth into hers.

(Y/n) was clearly surprised at first, tensing up the tiniest bit, before getting swept up in her fiancé’s pace. His tongue kept prodding at hers, trying to pull the candy back into his own mouth, which she complied to.

Gingerly, she allowed him to take the sweet from her mouth, instantly missing its sweetness, before it was gently pushed right back in— so warm and a little minty, with a hint of something that was uniquely Kyōjurō.

Or maybe that was her lust addled mind talking.

However, before things could escalate further, the blond pulled away with a grin— his candy back in his mouth. “I’ll be back with your champagne, princess.”

To say that she was shocked and feeling cross with him was a total understatement. She was feeling so irate that she wanted to get some sort of revenge on him— which had been fueled by her less-than-innocent searches while he was gone.

So, she stewed in her own impatience— even sitting up on her knees— just so she could take him by surprise when he came back.

Thankfully, Kyōjurō didn’t take too long with getting her drink; grinning right at her even if she could see the obvious bulge in his swim trunks. It provided the perfect opportunity for her to get back at him, at least even a little.

And when he got back on their blanket, giving her the glass of champagne before making a move to sit back down, (Y/n) got up on her knees and placed a hand on his right thigh— looking up at him and licking her lips, before sliding that hand up to cup his hard-on once more.

“You look uncomfortable,” The young woman whispered, as she slowly undid the tie to her fiancé’s shorts and gently pushed them down his hips; much like how she pushed her own trepidations aside, and threw all caution to the wind.

She was on private property. And she trusted, deep down, that Kyōjurō would protect her and her reputation if it came down to it.

So, she let go of her inhibitions— especially when she was greeted by her fiancé’s hard cock in front of her face. It was thick, and long, and a little bit curved— which had her pussy getting so wet already.

Remembering how amazing he felt inside her even had her squeezing her thighs together, if only to alleviate the lust that she felt bubbling within her.

Gingerly, she took his cock in her right hand, pumping it slowly, and using her thumb to spread the precum that beaded at his tip. A low groan was her reward for that, which only spurred her on even more— especially when she saw his eyes close in pleasure.

Just the faintest of touches and he was already like that. She couldn’t wait to see what his reaction was going to be when she set her plans into action.

And when she leaned forward to suck on the tip of his cock, she felt confidence flaring up within her when Kyōjurō moaned aloud— with his right hand making its way into her hair.

It was hot, but she was not going to get swept up in his pace again.

So, before he could try to give her a nudge to take more of him in her mouth, (Y/n) pulled the head of his cock out of her mouth and took a big sip from the champagne flute in her left hand. And with that, she set the drink down on the blanket— hoping that it wouldn’t topple over.

She kept the cool and bubbly drink in her mouth— looking up again at Kyōjurō, whom was watching her with such a lust-filled gaze— before taking his cock in her mouth once more.

That time, however, Kyōjurō actually cried out in pleasure; hips bucking involuntarily as he felt the champagne’s bubbles teasing his cock. Partnered with the coolness of the drink, and the warmth of (Y/n)’s mouth, the blond was on his slow descent to thinking that he was going crazy with pleasure.

His head was already spinning from the sensations, and she had barely even taking his cock.

But when she swallowed around his tip, before circling her cool tongue around the crown of his cock, he felt his fingers curling into her hair. Hell, he had barely even managed to look up at the security camera perched on a light pole, as a warning for whoever was watching to turn away at that moment.

Slowly, pleasurably, (Y/n) kept taking more and more of Kyōjurō’s cock in her mouth— until she was all the way down to the hilt, with her nose pressed against his trimmed pubes.

And he thought that it couldn’t get any better than that, until she took the hand that was on his thigh to cup his balls and start fondling them.

His eyes almost rolled back into his head at that moment, as he threw his head back and lost himself to the heady feeling of her sucking him off; trying to bring him to the most intense orgasm that he was ever going to get from a blowjob.

Instead of trying to prolong his pleasure though, Kyōjurō began to gently rock his hips into (Y/n)’s face; breathing heavily and moaning aloud as he felt his orgasm crawling up on him.

“I’m cumming,” The blond whispered breathlessly, close to outright fucking his fiancée’s face, when she pulled his cock out of her mouth— leaving just the tip inside— before jerking her off with one hand.

All while the other one kept fondling his balls.

It was so heady that Kyōjurō could only cry out “Fuck, baby! Fuck, fuck, fuck!” as he spurted thick ropes of cum right on her tongue. She was white hot pleasure personified, and he was sure of it at that very moment.

Maybe he really couldn’t wait until the wedding night to have her again.

Especially when she made a show of popping her cock out of her mouth, and sticking her tongue out to show him his cum— before closing her lips and swallowing his thick seed.

“How did I get so lucky, princess?”

#rengoku kyoujurou x reader #rengoku kyojuro x reader #kyoujurou rengoku x reader #kyojuro rengoku x reader #rengoku x reader #kyojuro x reader #rengoku kyojuro #kny x reader #demon slayer x reader #demon slayer fanfic #kny imagines #rengoku kyoujurou #rengoku x y/n #kyojurou x reader

[kalliyen]

Headcanon #2

Summary: You sneak a love note into in their stuff and they find it

Pairing: Enhypen (separately) x Gender Neutral Reader

Warnings: Mentions of food but other than that not much

Genre: A cup of fluff, a tablespoon of fluff, a teaspoon of fluff and a big pool of fluff

Word and Emoji Count: 1,313 (that’s a lot)

Disclaimer: In no way is this work of fiction to condone dating these boys this is merely again, a work of fiction I made up

Xiao-nim’s note: This was proofread my lovelies! Hope you enjoy! 💕

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꧂Lee Heeseung 🦌꧂

❃ You woke up in the middle of the night right next to Heeseung cuddling you

❃ You tried to go back to sleep but you couldn’t so you decided to slip out of Heeseung’s arms very carefully

❃ When you successfully slipped out of his arms you looked around and saw your pens 🖊 and papers 📝 you were using before you and Heeseung cuddled

❃ You had the brilliant idea of writing him a cute little note

❃ So there you were sitting on your desk and writing multiple cute little notes and one special letter for him for at least an hour

❃ He wakes up at like 7 am with you not being beside him which makes him a bit sad and confused 🤔

❃ You might not be there but he saw a little note on your pillow saying “Good Morning Hee! Sorry I’m sot here I’m at the grocery store buying more food cause you have nothing here,,,,,enjoy these little notes in the meantime! Expect them were you least expect them 😉”

❃ That certainly brought a smile to his face

❃ You might not be here but at least he has something of you

❃ Sighing lovingly, he gets out of bed with a big smile on his face looking forward to more of these sweet little notes you made for him 💕💕💕🥰🥰

꧂ Park Jay/Jongseong 🦅꧂

❃ You were soo bored 😶😶😶😶

❃ And you came up with a brilliant idea of writing cute little notes

❃ Jay was asking what you were doing and you tried to hide the fact that you were making love notes for him

❃ When he’s preoccupied doing something you stick one of the cute notes on the back of his phone and in his bag he uses for work

❃ plz 😫✊ he won’t and can’t stop smiling when he sees it

❃ Jungwon prolly asks him why he’s smiling like an idiot

❃ And lovestruck Jongseong doesn’t even hear his leader

❃ Repays you by spoiling you with kithes and cuddles 🥰

❃ He just loves you sm ok⁉️

꧂ Sim Jake/Jaeyun 🦮꧂

❃ You were scrolling through TikTok that day and found a video that spiked your interest

❃ So you decided to try it on your cute puppy bf

❃ And when he came home that night and saw you doing something he was all up in your face and askin u what u were doing

❃ You don’t tell him and he lets it go

❃ For now 🌝

❃ Guess who had the biggest smile on his face the next day when he sees the outcome of what you were hiding from him~~

❃ Spoils you with hugs and kithes as a thank you pt. 2

꧂ Park Sunghoon🐧 ꧂

❃ You missed him sm

❃ He was out practicing for the whole day and you were here, In his room desperately missing him

❃ You racked your brain thinking of something to do to subside the feeling of missing your man

❃ And when you couldn’t think of anything, you decided to grab your phone and scroll through Pinterest to get some sort of idea

❃ This particular post caught your eye and you decided to try it

❃ At first while you were doing it you felt a little cheesy but hey, you miss your boyfriend and you wanted to do something for him

❃ You’ve been making the cute little anecdotes for him for about an hour and 30 mins when you decide it’s time to put it on his stuff around the house

❃ Sunghoon was in for a shock when he sees a note on the door when he came home from practice that day

❃ He gets ready for bed and tucks himself in bed beside you and gives you a sweet peck on your head and mumbles a small ‘thank you baby’ with the softest smile on his face.

꧂ Kim Sun-oo 🦊꧂

❃ It was your 6 month anniversary with Sunoo and you wanted to do something sweet for him since he always did sweet things for you.

❃ You couldn’t really buy much while being an unemployed teenager

❃ So you came up with a sweet plan for your sweet partner

❃ 6 months of dating might not be a big deal for everyone but for you it was

❃ You jumped to your plan making the cute little notes and put them all around the house making a trail for him to follow when he gets home from the office

❃ He came home that afternoon holding various takeout orders in his arms while calling for you

❃ He put down the bags and was perplexed on why you weren’t answering him

❃ When he saw a note on the table saying “Welcome home sweetie! Follow these trail of notes and see your present at the end waiting for you 😘”

❃ So Sunoo followed said trail of notes and was seemingly surprised at what he saw at the end

❃ Though it wasn’t much he was taken aback and mouth agape

❃ Cause there you were looking all prim and pretty/handsome while sitting on a chair waiting for him in the backyard with a picnic blanket set out and all kinds of food on the blanket

❃ Sunno neared you and tackled you to the grass smothering you in kisses and smooches all over your face

❃ That certainly was a 6 month anniversary you would remember for the rest of your relationship. 🥰💕

꧂ Yang Jungwon 🐈 ꧂

❃ You’ve noticed that you’re normally curious and teasing boyfriend was now quiet and rarely smiled

❃ You asked him what was wrong and he just shrugged and said “nothing much, don’t worry about me Y/N”

❃ Now you definitely knew something was wrong because he didn’t call you Love

❃ You narrowed it down that he was so stressed and constantly practicing to the point he wasn’t eating or taking care of himself anymore

❃ And of course you were very crossed with this, because even he had a hectic idol life he still had to take care of himslef

❃ So when you were left alone in your shared apartment with Jungwon you decide to do something for him

❃ You made a full course meal yourself and made cute little notes saying ‘you can do it!’ and ‘I’m so proud of you Wonie!💕’ and stuff like that

❃ He was literally about to combust when he read those notes while he was eating the food you made for him (which was delicious btw)

❃ ‘How did I manage to be so lucky to snag an amazing and wonderful s/o like them?’ Jungwon thought to himself

❃ Now Jungwon knew, while he was with you he could get through any problem or any situation.

꧂ Nishimura Riki🐆 ꧂

❃ Similar to Jungwon’s case, Riki hasn’t been taking care of himself in exchange for more time to practice.

❃ You noticed he was not smiling his beautiful boxy smile that much anymore and looked quite pale

❃ And of course you were not happy with this

❃ You wanted to scold him when he got home but he looked so tired and immediately collapsed on the bed hugging you

❃ You couldn’t do anything much about it so you just let it slide for now and him have his well deserved rest

❃ You woke up earlier than your Puma-looking boyfriend and decided to give him a big breakfast even if he wasn’t one to eat much

❃ You also made him a Bento Box 🍱 for lunch and stuck a cute little note at the lid

❃ Riki was very thankful to you for doing this for him.

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Xiao-nim’s note: Hello Everyone! I hope you readers enjoyed this, it took me a while to finish. Also I might have gotten carried away while writing this that’s why there is so many words 😫🕶🤏 I was in a good mood to write

#enhypen scenarios #enhypen x reader #enhypen fluff #enhypen headcanons #enhypen imagines #enhypen crack #enhyphen #lee heeseung #park jongseong #park jay #jake sim #sim jaeyun #park sunghoon #kim sunoo #yang jungwon #nishimura riki #heeseung x reader #jay x reader #jake x reader #sunghoon x reader #sunoo x reader #jungwon x reader #niki x reader #heeseung imagines #jay imagines #jake imagines #sunghoon imagines #sunoo imagines #jungwon imagines #niki imagines

[moonbaby26]

(gif from Jason Passaro’s youtube edit here)

Title: One Shitty Friday Night (Part 2) *contains some smut*

Pairing: Peter Maximoff x Fem!Reader

Summary: Set after the events of Deadpool 2, this is the conclusion from the previous part here. After your semi-disastrous double date night, you, Peter, Kitty, and Colossus head home with Deadpool and Russell in tow to face Logan, Charles, and Erik back at the mansion. You also get some well earned alone time with Peter at last, only to go back to chaos the following morning with Peter confronting Gambit, and Deadpool popping back in.

Warnings: It’s still a bit of Deadpool and all that entails, but only at the beginning and end. *In this part there actually is some Peter x Reader sex.* But you’re welcome to skip over that if uncomfortable with it. I clearly mark in red before and after any smut within the story so readers can choose what to read and still enjoy just the fluff and character interactions before and after if wanted. ❤️

Peter Maximoff x Reader Masterlist

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The ride home was surprisingly quiet actually. Colossus driving, with Kitty sitting shotgun in the front with him. Russell was in the second row seat behind Kitty, but the seat that normally would have been behind the driver had been taken out specifically with Colossus in mind to let his seat sit further back with his large height.

That just left the third row of three seats. With Peter still not in the best mood, you’d chosen to sit between him and Wade. But they’d mostly just been snacking on the cannolis the whole way home rather than saying or doing much of anything else.

You’d only eaten two in all, hungry but not wanting a stomach ache from the sweetness. You’d felt your own phone buzzing in your pocket most the way home too, but you refused to look at it yet. You could only imagine which friends were trying to call or text you about whatever was being said on TV and the internet now.

Kitty only told you that she’d messaged Xavier to tell him you were all on your way home. But you weren’t sure if she’d warned him about Deadpool and Russell coming with you. Or if she’d kept her phone out at all either afterward, afraid of what the Professor might say in response.

It could have been worse was what you kept thinking. It had been worse actually. Deadpool had once killed an Essex House staff member on live TV, while wearing an X-Men shirt, and with Colossus and Negasonic Teenage Warhead also in camera view. But, given that that trouble had already come from him once, would the Professor be harder on you all this second time around? Would he still think you handled the situation as well as you could have or not?

By the time you felt the familiar turns up the long drive to the mansion, you realized that the period for anxiety was over. Whatever would be would now be.

Colossus had decided to park right in front the main entry doors instead of pulling down into the garage. Mostly just in case Wade’s welcome wasn’t a warm one. He could step right back outside if needed instead of already being in the depths of the compound.

Russell was actually the first one to speak though as you all climbed out the vehicle in front of the well manicured landscaping and dim accent lights.

“Holy shit, he is a rich son of a bitch.” The boy spoke, gaping a little at the sheer size of the mansion and the number of floors still above you.

“The cursing, Russell, please.” Colossus reminded. “There are younger children who live here.”

“Though they should be in bed,” Kitty responded, albeit sounding doubtful herself as she started up the entryway stairs.

They might normally be yes, but probably not if the rumor mill of tonight’s excitement was already burning through the place.

“Well I’ve actually never seen more than three people anytime I’ve been here. So there’s that,” Deadpool quipped.

“Yeah well, we were probably busy.” Peter retorted.

“Oh? Well yeah, maybe you were.” Wade replied, eyeing Peter. “Here’s a thought though, Peters. Maybe next time Ryan Murphy calls, just say N-O. No means no, right?”

“What-” Peter started to ask, but then thought better of it. It really wasn’t worth trying to piece together anything else Deadpool said into something more sensical right now.

As Kitty pushed open the doors and you all strode into the large foyer in front the main staircases, you weren’t sure what would be awaiting you. But the immediate, utterly ecstatic squeal that erupted from Deadpool next had all of you jumping before a gruff voice responded from up on the second floor landing.

“You have to be goddamn shitting me. You actually let that idiot follow you home?” Logan responded, the odd mix of disgust and annoyance so clear on his unshaven face.

“I thought you said no cursing here,” Russell complained.

“Logan is sometimes another matter...” Colossus attempted to answer with some neutrality, even as Deadpool was now bounding up the stairs towards the older man.

“Finally! Finally! I don’t even care if it’s just Tumblr and like two people and their FBI agents will see this! Beggars can’t be choosers! I missed you so much, papa bear!”

You stood there staring in complete disbelief, Deadpool looking as if he was actually going to try and hug the Wolverine.

You were likely all of the same mindset about the only way this could possibly play out, but Colossus was the only one to speak, pleading really. “Please, Logan! No blood on the inside of the house! You know how badly it would stain the floors!”

But Wolverine only growled, claws already aimed as Wade stopped just millimeters short, the metal tips now grazing the mercenary’s throat. “You heard him, Wade. Don’t give me a reason and you won’t be having to regrow limbs tonight.” Logan replied.

“You salty old bastard. We haven’t even seen each other in ages, you won’t return my calls, and this is the welcome I get?” Deadpool pouted.

“You’re bad luck walking, Wade. These kids don’t need you hanging around here for long.”

“Oh, and you’re such a tasteful role model. Grandpappy Wolverine teaching a class on cigar chain smoking, and stabbing your problems away this semester?”

“The fuck are you on about? How many people have you killed this month alone, Wade?”

“Twenty four and a half, thank you. And ask me how many of those never killed or raped someone themselves. How many the police never would have touched. What do you think I’ll say there?”

“Reason it all you want, bub. You’re just a wack job vigilante.”

“This could go on all night.” Kitty sighed. “Logan! Where is everyone else? We brought Russell with us, we need to take him to the Professor.”

Wolverine only softened slightly at Kitty’s voice, answering her. “Charles put in a curfew tonight, all students back to their rooms. Wade’s not allowed past the entrance, but the Professor is waiting for you in his study.”

“Discrimination.” Wade huffed, yet then posed in a mock seductive look. “But if you wanted me alone tough guy, all you’d have to do is ask.”

“Please do not make a mess, Logan. We will be back to collect him as soon as we can.” Colossus said with some concern, you all just starting towards the hallway that lead to Xavier’s office.

“No promises.” Logan called back before continuing, louder then so you could hear him even as you walked away. “And hey, Peter-”

“Yeah?” He answered back from your side, glancing over his shoulder at Logan.

“Your dad’s here, kid.”

Peter paused in his tracks, staring for a moment. You could see the emotions process through him before he took a deep breath. There was nothing more that any of you could do though. He just lifted a hand up in a wave of acknowledgement, finally starting to walk again. “Thanks for the warning,”

Even in all that had happened through the years though, going to see Xavier like this still brought back an odd sense of childhood. And that little feeling of dread to be honest. Not because you really thought he would be angry, but because you worried that you may have disappointed him. Which would have always been the worse of the two options in your own mind.

Colossus was the one to slide the ornate pocket doors open, you all trailing in behind him as you entered the study.

It was warm inside, the fireplace crackling and dancing. That fire was the only light besides a couple small table lamps and a TV now on mute, but still running the late night news.

You were but weren’t surprised to see Erik sitting there as well, a short glass of what looked like scotch in one hand. There was a chessboard as well, positioned between himself and Charles on a little table, the pieces clearly still in play.

As the TV flickered again though, you glanced back to it reflexively. You saw an exterior shot of the restaurant you’d been at only a short time earlier, now with police tape all around. It cut to a video of Colossus walking up to police cars with Giovanni in hand, but then just as quickly the flashing red and blue lights changed to the white flashes of cameras and yourself and Peter talking before the sudden kiss. You only looked to the floor in renewed embarrassment then, choosing not to read the ticker captions currently scrolling beneath the now looping video.

“Hey, Dad...” Peter said somewhat unsure, but still the first to speak. He’d shoved his hands into the pockets of his leather jacket now, as he often did when nervous. “Didn’t know you were in town.”

“Peter.” Erik answered plainly though, taking a sip of his drink before setting it back down. “I only arrived this afternoon. I had been hoping for a quiet evening.” He looked briefly towards the television, but then coolly back to Peter. “But here we are aren’t we?”

“Erik,” Xavier warned lightly though, no doubt sensing Peter tense further at the tone.

“They aren’t children anymore, Charles.” Erik responded sharply. “And it never should have been allowed to get to this point. I told you from the beginning that they should have worn masks, they should have been discreet. Trying to craft this foolhardy public image of the new X-Men as some celebrity clean up crew for humans’ mistakes, it’s making a mockery of us all.”

The exasperated breath that came out of the Professor next told you that this was far from the first time that this subject had come up as a point of contention between the two. But the rest of you were quite helpless whenever Erik and Charles would start to argue in front of you.

Xavier countered, “As I have also said before, Erik, we all knew there would be some negatives from moving more into the public eye with our team. But how can mutant kind ever be accepted for who we really are if we only kept slinking in the shadows for the rest of our lives? It’s no different than Raven showing herself on camera all those years ago. You know what an impact that made on the youth in our community then.”

“But the humans are fickle. The magazines and the talk shows only jest at you now. What happens when they turn on you? When my son’s face is only on a wanted list in a database, Charles? What then?”

The anger and protectiveness flaring up in Erik’s tone only made the room even more uncomfortable, yet you didn’t find yourself surprised. Peter’s relationship with his father would never be an easy one, but you knew in the end that Erik did feel a sense of responsibility towards his progeny. And hell have mercy on anyone who did ever truly harm Wanda, Peter, or Lorna and word of it get back to their father.

Charles remained patient though, likely understanding those paternal emotions all too well himself. The Professor treated you all as well as his own after all. “The ones that wish to harm us already knew who we were, Erik. They don’t need to pick up that gossip drivel to find us. We protect ourselves by staying together, as we always have. They want us, then they’ll have to face us all. And Lord knows even gods have tried.”

Erik frowned, and for a moment you wondered if Xavier was saying something more to him telepathically. Something to make him finally quiet or at least agree to postpone the argument’s continuation for later in private.

Regardless of whether your instincts were correct or not on that, their conversation did end abruptly then. Charles switched to a warmer, but still slightly tired tone as he looked back to the rest of you. “Well, I know you’re all ready for tonight to be over. I won’t keep you much longer. Kitty, if you could make sure that weapon you confiscated ends up locked in Hank’s lab tonight, we’ll see about it later. Given that those men would not need something so extravagant just to dispose of other humans, I’m certain it was developed or at least purchased with our kind in mind. We will learn what we can.”

She nodded in agreement before he then turned his attention to the, to this point, uncharacteristically silent Russell with a kind look. “And Russell, I appreciate you deciding to give us a second chance. You’re welcome to stay of course. Did you still wish to speak to me? I know it’s late. Don’t feel obligated to stay and talk if this is all a bit much right now. We can always go over more about the school in the morning.”

“Um...” The boy blinked, not quite ready it seemed for any of the focus to be back on him so soon. And it was only then that you realized it was Erik that Russell kept staring at as he tried to formulate a real response. Actually Erik and briefly back to Peter, that tell tale look on the boy’s face that you’d seen so many times before when people realized who Peter really was, who his father was. Russell was maybe even regretting picking on Peter earlier now.

Charles certainly hadn’t missed that though. Surely sensing all the boy’s thoughts and feelings now as he continued. “It’s alright, Russell. Yes, Magneto does stop in here from time to time. We’re old friends. Yet I hardly think you should be so concerned with him when you’ve already gotten on quite well with my stepbrother haven’t you?” Xavier was actually smiling then. “To get on the Juggernaut’s good side, if even briefly, is quite impressive I must say.”

That did seem to finally break the ice a little then as Russell looked back to Charles. “Yeah, I... I needed a prison friend. A big one.”

“He is that, certainly,” The Professor responded. “Yet to answer the other questions still running through your mind -and forgive me to read you- but of course you can absolutely train with us to better learn to control your fire powers if you’d like. And yes, you may also have a television in your room. I think that’s a reasonable request after living in less than desirable conditions with Wade for this long.”

“Yeah, there were rats and the old blind lady sells cocaine.” Russell answered so matter of factly that the rest of you, minus Charles who was evidently now fully aware of Russell’s recent memories, all just stared.

“Despite his, ah, unique flaws, I can say that Wade would never willingly let anything happen to you.” Xavier just continued. “But yes, it would likely be best to give you a bit more sanitary and less illegal living conditions. And of course this would all be voluntary, if you find you don’t like it here after all, you’re always free to go as well.”

“Cool. Yeah.” Russell agreed. Though not really sure what else to say.

“Wonderful,” Charles just looked back to Colossus and Kitty then. “Can you two please see Russell to one of the empty rooms so he may pick one out to sleep tonight? And please let Wade know of his decision to stay for now.”

Colossus spoke up though before they all walked out together, “And am I sending Wade home as well? I do not think he and Logan can be peaceable for a whole night in the same building.”

“Agreed. Like oil and water there. I would prefer not to have to repair cerebro again either, as we’d had to from his last stay with us.” Xavier looked apologetic though to Colossus. “Is it too much to ask that you offer him a ride back home tonight?”

But Russell just cut in before Colossus could respond. “Nah, Wade already called a cab to meet him back here before we left town. You can just dump him outside now. Let him be their problem.” But even Russell knew to elaborate a little. “And it’s not some random person he might scare off. It’s his friend Dopinder. But you might want to give him some money first. He never pays the guy. Wade doesn’t carry a wallet. Tightwad.”

Kitty sighed. “I’ll cover it. I have cash. Never got to eat or pay for our dinner after all.” She glanced to you and Peter briefly. “Maybe next weekend?”

“We can try,” You offered quietly.

She smiled, understanding that sentiment that you all might want to lay low for awhile after this fiasco of an evening. “I guess we’ll see how we feel. Night, guys.”

“Night.” You and Peter responded to her in unison.

When Kitty, Colossus, and Russell had left the room, you happened to glance back at the TV, though you were at least a little relieved to see the news had finally gone off and by the captions it was just some talk show host joking about whatever a bigger idiot politician had done now.

But Peter’s voice brought your attention back to him.

“Are we free to go too?” He asked cautiously, maybe even more uneasy now that it was just the four of you as he looked to his father and Charles.

The two older men exchanged a glance of their own as silence hung for a moment.

Erik sighed eventually though to break it. His voice serious, but lacking it’s usual coldness. “You can’t keep diving into everything headfirst, Peter. You’re going to get yourself killed.” He seemed to be studying his son’s face a moment. “And what are those bruises even from?”

“I, uh...fell down a flight of stairs.” Peter answered, taking a breath as if to steel himself for further scolding, obviously that admission only adding to his father’s point.

Yet you interjected before Erik could respond. Before you could help yourself, as it wasn’t fair for Peter to be singled out here. “I’m the one that told him to go to the basement.” Normally Scott was mission leader, or maybe Ororo. This wasn’t a role you were used to, but you’d take responsibility where it was due tonight. “I thought it would be safest for him to go first, to disarm them all, but-”

“But you sent him straight into an ambush.” Erik countered. And when his gaze shifted to you with those words, it was clear that even after this long, it still had an effect. An intimidation factor that you could only hope didn’t show through in your expression.

But it was Charles that came to your defense. “That’s a gross over simplification, Erik. Peter had already examined the area on his own accord moments before to no harm. There would have been no reason for them to think he couldn’t return to it.”

For Xavier to already know that level of detail, meant he’d already searched you and Peter’s minds tonight as well, just as he had Kitty about the gun. Which honestly was okay with you as it meant you wouldn’t have to really explain everything that had happened and risk making things sound even worse.

But Erik was still staring at you both, looking displeased.

Peter shifted, uncomfortable with the quiet. “Look, if you’re going to yell at me for what I did on TV, then just get it over with. It wasn’t (Y/N)’s fault. I was the one that made us stay as long as we did, and I was the one that got pissed off at what those guys were saying. It’s always like no one can believe we’re still together. Like I have to keep proving it.”

That admission actually did catch you off guard. Especially to be said here in front his father, and well in all honesty sort of stepfather that Charles was for all intents and purposes. You immediately felt you should say something, but were even further stunned when Erik beat you to it.

“Peter, for God’s sake. You may have problems, but I assure you that (Y/N) is not one of them. Quit being so dense, boy.”

You blinked, unsure if you’d actually just received a rare semi-compliment from Erik.

But Peter just rolled his eyes. “Thanks for the pep talk, Dad. Yes, I know that. I’m saying how do I make everyone else know that? Some fatherly wisdom would be great right now.”

Erik frowned, looking annoyed at Peter’s reaction. “I’ve told you before, I can’t teach you self-confidence, no one can. Though I’ve always been willing to fight for what I wanted. That’s a start.”

“Erik, no.” Charles interrupted. “Peter, we all question ourselves from time to time. But when it comes to relationships, nothing going on on the outside will matter as long as you focus on keeping things strong between the two of you. Weakness there is the only way those outside troubles can get in to break things down.”

“Oh typical, Charles. So it’s still turn the other cheek to everything else then? Pacifism is not how love is won.” Erik replied, now staring back at Xavier.

“Love is not a thing to be fought over, Erik, and neither is (Y/N). People are not trophies to be claimed.” The Professor responded, meeting Erik’s gaze easily.

“Okayyyy,” Peter said, glancing to you and the no doubt really uncomfortable expression on your face now. “I think we’re just going to go to bed now.” His voice was getting a little quicker as he touched your arm as if to usher you out with him. “We’ll be more careful next time, we learned our lesson, so sincerely sorry and humbled, good nigh-”

“Peter.” Erik called back though before you could both reach the doorway.

Peter looked back reluctantly, only to see Erik now holding up a phone.

“Do at least message your sisters tonight to tell them you’re alright. As refreshing as it is to be receiving so many calls from them this evening, it’s only you they wish to speak to.”

“Uh, sure,” Peter offered, a little surprised. “I haven’t even looked at my phone. I will. Night!”

“Good night.” You also managed, speaking back at least politely to the two men just before Peter hurried you out into the hallway.

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You’d both chosen to take one of the other halls afterward, as to avoid the front foyer and any drama that may still be occurring there if Wade and Logan were still facing off. There was another set of stairs at the back of the house, and it’d been a real relief not to run into anyone else on the way as you took them up to your floor.

By the time you finally got to your bedroom, you didn’t bother to turn on the ceiling light, just switching on the lamp at your bedside end table as you sat down on the bed. You pulled off your shoes, and heard Peter’s jacket already hitting the floor before his own weight hit the bed, making you bounce slightly.

“Ugh,” He said, already barefoot and stretched out behind you laying on his back. “That was awkward right?”

“What part of the night specifically?” You questioned, throwing off your own coat into a then indiscernible pile in the darkness outside of the lamp light. Normally you were the one picking up after Peter, but you weren’t in the mood to hang up or fold anything tonight.

“Good point,” He conceded. “But I was mainly thinking of Dad and Charles. Sorry to drag you into that.”

Yeah, that had been pretty weird. “Well, Xavier was just trying to help. And I think your Dad was too...in his own way. I guess.” There wasn’t a whole lot you could add to that. Peter’s insecurities could flare up from time to time still, but he’d actually gotten a little better over the years. At some point he had finally realized you really were going to stick around. It wasn’t just pretty words and passing teenage hormones.

After you’d actually started rooming together officially, you knew there had even been some joking from your friends about Magneto one day becoming your father-in-law. But you tried not to humor any of that. You were in no hurry, and felt further commitment to that level would have to be Peter’s decision. It wouldn’t be fair to put him under that kind of pressure.

You knew he had reservations on the subject when none of his father’s marriages had ever worked out. He wouldn’t say it outright, but you were sure Peter felt there was still some sort of family curse there that he didn’t want to tempt fate with. As if making you his spouse would be the final straw and something would come to take all his happiness away.

You felt him moving a little then as he pulled his phone out of his pocket. “Alright, before I forget, group message to Wanda and Lorna...” But he paused, looking up at you with just a blank white screen on the phone. “What do you think I should tell them?”

“Peter, they’re your sisters.” You smiled, not sure why this would be a question to you. “Just say you’re fine, you’re back at the mansion, and you’re going to bed. You can always call them tomorrow.”

He made a face at that though, “What if I don’t want to call them tomorrow? They’re just going to lecture me. Oh, I know!” He smirked as if he’d thought of something clever, adding to whatever he was already typing. “Dad already fussed at me. So don’t worry about it. Wanda, tell mom the same thing. ❤️👍”

He turned the screen to show you. “Think that will work?”

“Genius.” You replied.

“Smart ass.” He grinned, but sent the message before quickly turning his phone back on silent and setting it on the other end table.

You took your own phone out your pocket, intentionally not reading the number of notifications left on the home screen as you also set it to the side before standing up to take your pants off.

You’d just slid them down, trying to step out of them when a sudden pinch to your backside almost had you stumble forward, one foot still stuck in a pants leg.

“Speaking of ass...” Peter teased, pulling his hand back before you could smack it.

“So the cannolis gave you a second wind, huh?” You turned, not surprised to see that devilish grin starting as he now looked you over while you next removed your shirt. You’d think he’d be used to this view by now.

“I was feeling hopeful, yeah,” he replied, though remaining where he was in the bed as your shirt joined your pants on the floor. “Of course I am still pretty tired,” He added, “Maybe you could help me out here?”

You raised one eyebrow as he motioned to the zipper of his jeans. Oh, so this was how it was going to be? He seemed so pleased with his idea though, you couldn’t help but be amused.

***smut starts here, scroll on to skip*** “So pitiful, my poor speedster.” You said, albeit smiling as you climbed into the bed. You straddled him gently, seeing that needful look already beginning to cloud his eyes as he still laid on his back beneath you.

You were tired yourself, and hungry still, but you’d survive until morning. This effort for some physical intimacy seemed worth it to at least end this bizarre night on a good note for the both of you.

And you knew you both wanted it. He might be making a play that he was going to make you do all the work right now, but you highly doubted he’d have the self control to not jump in once things actually got going.

You pushed his shirt up, running both your hands up the sides of his torso. Like anyone would expect for someone as fast as him, he was built lean, though there was sinew there. Just that bit of muscle, storing all that energy, ready to take off at a moment’s notice.

The room was cool. It was still winter and the high ceilings didn’t do much to keep heat near the floor. You knew your hands would be a little cold as well. So you willed just the slightest bit of your energy field from your palms, warming them as you stroked his chest. You could see the bit of bruising here and there from his earlier fall, but luckily nothing extreme.

He relaxed his head into the pillows behind him, clearly enjoying the feel even as you heard his breathing increase slightly. He liked to be petted, but you knew it would be too much of a tease for him if you focused above his waist for too much longer.

You left his shirt pushed up to bare his abdomen to you, even as your hands ran carefully back down, stopping at his belt. Never quite the typical guy when it came to fashion, it wasn’t a normal peg and hole type, but actually an old seatbelt buckle. You undid it with a click, pulling it out through the belt loops of his pants as he arched a little to take his weight off the back and fully free it.

Once that was out of the way, you unbuttoned and unzipped his jeans with little fanfare. His normally loose boxers were already a little tighter though you noticed.

He made a noise, shifting into the touch as you cupped him with your hand. You massaged the area through the fabric, feeling him gradually stiffen as you got a little more forceful.

By the time he was fully erect, it was all too simple to slip him through the now stretched open flap in the boxers.

You had been intending to stroke him now, but on a whim you decided to go another route. Something a little less predictable you hoped, but what you knew he would still like. You doubted you were all that good at it really, but he’d never complained before.

And you could tell he was surprised, you heard him take in a quick breath as you lowered your mouth down on him, sucking him as he spread open his legs for you. You couldn’t take him in too deep without gagging yourself, but you tried to make up for it by moving up and down gingerly as you used your tongue as well.

It must have been stimulating enough for him though as you felt his hand on the back of your head shortly after, and felt his hips starting to rock rhythmically against your mouth.

He gave a quiet moan, he was so very hard now, but you didn’t let up. You knew sometimes, especially if it’d been a while since you’d last had a chance to be intimate together, he may actually cum fairly quickly. But if he did, then he did. You weren’t worried about whether you got anything in return tonight. Truthfully, your heart was already pounding, the heat in you building, just because you knew he was so aroused.

It was always give and take, and there was no rule of whose turn it was at any given time.

His whole body stiffened a little and for a moment you thought that would be it. But his hand moved to your shoulder suddenly instead, pushing you back as you released him in response.

You pursed your lips as you looked back up at him, that little bit of irritation still felt on them of where they’d dragged against him.

He was already sitting up though, pulling his shirt off completely before he tossed it off the bed. “Come on, babe, clothes off please.” He breathed, his silver hair falling into his dark eyes as you moved off of him and he laid back again just long enough that he could pull off his jeans and work his erection free from his boxers before they ended up cast out into the darkness as well.

While you’d been watching him, you’d also been unhooking your bra as requested, tossing that away. Which left only your underwear before you’d slid it down your legs, flicking it off too once it’d only been left swinging from one foot. He closed the small distance between you so fast then, you were sure he’d actually just used his powers before you felt his lips against yours. Desperate almost, as his tongue pressed through immediately afterward.

You shivered, not expecting the feel of his fingers against your entrance almost simultaneously. Just two of them, moving methodically against you. The room felt far from cold now. But you were just kissing him equally as hard now as he started to push his fingers in further, testing your readiness.

By the time you trembled again from his probing, you knew you were fully wet enough. It was a mutual realization evidently as he broke the kiss, urging you to turn so your back was facing him as he moved behind you on the bed.

You understood what he wanted as he kneeled behind you. You let yourself lean down onto your elbows in the pillows, but also on your knees in the back as you felt him grab your hips from behind. You arched your back, curving your back downward to help angle yourself into him as you felt his tip pressing into you.

As wet as you were now, he only had to try a couple times before he was able to slide fully in. To the hilt so to speak as you felt his torso now pressed flush against you. Already that slight sheen of sweat was starting where your skin touched together as he began to thrust.

The bed was creaking, and you bit back a moan of your own, never quite sure how thick the walls really were in this house. It was kind of an unspoken thing that as long as precautions were taken, and the others in the house didn’t have to hear or see anything you did in the privacy of your own room, then no one would care if people coupled up. For the two of you, precautions only meant a birth control pill, not worrying about condoms any longer after several years of monogamy.

His thrusts were getting even more uneven though, which told you he was close to orgasm. But you couldn’t help but push back against him yourself, panting a little as you felt him grab and squeeze one of your breasts. He was supporting himself with his other arm as he leaned forward suddenly, still inside you as he nipped you lightly on one shoulder, then kissing the same spot before he breathed in your ear.

“How do you always feel so good?” He murmured.

As he let go of your breast, you felt his hand go back between your legs. Even though he was still buried fully in you, his fingers went back to teasing the outside. The over stimulation left you shuddering, and you knew he was trying to get you to orgasm first.

His fingers just kept moving as he started to thrust again. You loved that feeling of fullness, when he was all the way inside, but it was the added teasing of his fingers where you were most sensitive that finally sent you over the edge. Your muscles inside spasming around him then as that unmistakable burst of euphoria went through you, leaving every piece of you trembling.

He clearly felt your orgasm, only moving both hands back to your hips then. Pulling you back against him as he thrust roughly several more times, enough to get his own release as you felt his erection pulse in its own right, knowing he had then let go inside you as you felt that warmth already dribbling back out onto the bedsheets.

Even though you’d started the foreplay, he’d done most the work for the finish. Yet you still felt spent now, only rolling onto your back after he pulled out, trying not to let too much of his seed run back out of you and onto the bed.

He was still breathing a little unevenly as he left the bed only long enough to go grab a clean hand towel from the bathroom. One of those pluses of having had the mansion rebuilt back then was that so many more of the rooms now had their own bathrooms. And after he’d wiped the residue off of himself, he handed you the towel. You dabbed up the small spot on the bed, before wiping off the remainder from your skin as well, then tossing the towel unceremoniously onto the floor with everything else.

Peter turned off the end table lamp before climbing back into the bed beside you in the darkness. The only light then coming from the moon and starlight through the thin curtains at the windows.

You were both still naked, and a little bit hot as you only pulled the covers as high as your waists, knowing the room’s cool air would chill you quickly enough now that no more physical exertion was taking place.

Hot or not though, his arms went around you as he then pulled you into a spooning position in the darkness. You actually felt that he was still about half hard too as it touched against your backside again, you now both laying on your sides with your back to his chest.

***sex over, you’re safe to start reading again*** “That almost made up for this entire night,” He joked quietly, kissing the back of your neck a couple times before you felt him smile against your skin. He moved one of his hands to trail it lightly over your hip, the sensation tickling you slightly as he spoke again. His voice was soft, a true contentment in his tone. “Love you.”

That wasn’t a phrase he said often. But the both of you seemed to save the word as to never water it down. When it was said, it made it really mean something more.

You reached down for his hand that’d been playing with your hip, grasping it warmly and weaving your fingers between his. “I love you.” You said simply, no need to elaborate on what was just a fact.

He squeezed your hand a little harder, but said nothing more, you both just enjoying the touch and comfort of each other’s presence.

You moved your head a little more into the pillows, getting just right as you closed your eyes.

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Your dreams faded in and out, nothing you could remember in detail though as the sunlight on your face now had you squinting. You thought of just pulling the blanket back over your head, but your brain started to register the smell of food as well. Bacon specifically as you lifted your head a little, trying to focus.

“It lives!” Peter joked from beside you, sitting cross legged on top the blankets and just in his boxers again. Two plates of food sat in front of him, the source of the smell you realized as you sat up a little, pulling the sheet up enough to cover your bare chest in the cool room.

Very rarely did he ever wake before you, and your still half asleep stare of confusion only made him smirk a little.

“I had to pee.” He said through a mouthful of food, a sausage biscuit with a large bite already taken out of it in one hand, and a video game controller pressed down into the bed with the other. His hand with the controller was blurring slightly as he moved it just fast enough to work the joy stick and buttons simultaneously. “Then I remembered they released that new DLC last night. Had to try it out. I turned the volume down though. Considerate right?”

And it was indeed silent, not the usual grunts and blasts and screams from that gory fighting game he loved so much. His character was currently comboing another into oblivion on the small TV across from the end of your bed.

Your lack of any real dinner the night before had you focusing back to the food in front of you though.

“Go on,” Peter encouraged. “I knew you’d be hungry. It’s not all for me.”

Normally you were against eating in bed, just from the crumbs and general mess it could make. You’d had the misfortune to find the sticky remnants of Twinkies and the like from Peter’s late and early snacking many times.

Yet even as you picked up one of the amazing looking sausage and egg biscuits for yourself, you wondered if anyone else was now going without. Was it stolen goods? “Where...did this come from?” You asked, voice still a little hoarse from just waking, even as you bit down hungrily.

But the implication of your question didn’t even faze him. “Oh there was plenty. Raven told Hank he didn’t know how to cook, so guess who wins? Us when he made three damn trays of these things.”

“Sounds like she had a plan.” You responded, also grabbing a couple pieces of bacon now.

“Totally.” He agreed. “And orange juice is on the end table, babe.”

You glanced to your side, indeed just noticing the glass beside you then. “Well, you’ve been busy.” But your attention eventually drifted back to him only sitting there in his boxers after you’d taken a few sips of juice. “Did anyone even see you?”

“Nah. Maybe they felt an errant breeze or two.” But he was grinning in a way that still gave you pause.

You watched him a little while longer, only feeling more and more sure before you finally offered out the accusation. “No. You did something. Something else...”

He’d already emptied his plate now, both hands on the video game controller then as he seemed to put his focus solely back to the TV screen. Intentionally of course before he grabbed the nearby remote to start turning the volume back up.

“Peter.” You spoke anyway, knowing full well he could still hear you. “Did we not just scrape by last night without any big consequences? You’re going to put that goodwill to the test already this morning?”

“It’ll be fine.” He answered. “It’s nothing.”

Your eyebrows raised a little. His ‘fine’ and yours could sometimes be completely different things. You sighed, going back to eating the food in front of you as Peter’s character liberated the head off another in a ridiculous fountain of CGI blood.

If you could just finish your breakfast before the next possible calamity-

The bedroom door absolutely rattled in its frame with the pounding on it that almost had you spilling the juice in the bed. By the time your annoyed look moved to the spot Peter had just been, the video game was already paused. Only yourself now alone with whoever was on the other side of that door.

“Just say I’m not here!”

You couldn’t even tell where the whisper came from. Peter either hiding in the closet or maybe the bathroom, they were too near each other to tell.

“I’m not even dressed!” You retorted just to him, quite literally naked as you tried to disentangle yourself from the blankets without dumping your food plate, while simultaneously setting the glass of juice back onto the end table.

Peter said nothing more, so you could only call out that you were coming as you anxiously tried to find some of your clothes from the night before. You were able to find your underwear, and the um, incriminating towel, but that was about it. Sure it’d been dark, but how on Earth anything else could have gotten much farther or under something so quickly was beyond you. You kicked the towel under the bed, and you just had to settle for Peter’s t-shirt crumpled in your path as you grabbed it up and yanked it over your head, hurrying for the door.

You still tried to tug the shirt down as far as you could though, at least covering your panties and butt you hoped before you finally pulled the door open. Pantsless, barefoot, and probably with bedhair as you stared up into the glowing red eyes of a very irritated looking, and entirely shirtless Remy LeBeau.

His expression softened just slightly at the sight of you, his lips curling into a handsome smile. But one that didn’t quite reach those crimson eyes. “Mornin’, cher...so sorry to intrude, but I need to have a few words with that boy toy of yours.”

Yet you were staring still, taking time to process the sight before you. There was black...large black streaks all across his face. It circled his eyes in a cartoon like representation of glasses. Though he already had some stubble on his face, the streaks condensed around his mouth as well, like the upturned mustache and goatee of an old timey villain. As if he should be going to tie up some poor girl to train tracks somewhere.

“Oh my God,” you breathed. Permanent marker, seriously? How old were all of you again? “Remy, I’m sorry.” You thought about saying something about how Peter had let those paparazzi get under his skin last night. But it wouldn’t matter. Not if none of these boys were in the mood to be reasonable right now.

“You know you’re not going to catch him.” Is what you finally said. “Please don’t blow up my bedroom trying.”

“And he ain’t worth my chasin’, petite. I just want to talk,” Remy insisted though, voice as smooth as you’d ever heard it as he leaned against your doorframe in only a pair of pajama pants.

But the few playing cards now flitting between his fingers told you otherwise on his supposed peaceful intentions. Yet when he saw you look down at them, another one appeared seemingly from nowhere in his other hand.

He offered it to you, “But if he isn’t man enough to show himself, at least I get the pleasure of your company, non?”

The card was the king of hearts of course as he palmed it into your hand before you could think to stop him. But you knew it wouldn’t be charged if he was handing it to you like that. You trusted him at least that much.

Yet you were quite sure he was still only trying to lure Peter out by audibly flirting with you now. And sadly, it would probably work. “Remy, can you two just save it for the danger room?” You tried again. “It’s too early, really. I was just trying to eat breakfast.”

“Well, seeing as how you’ve been ditched, I don’t see why someone like you should have to eat all alone.” He answered effortlessly, just strolling past you further into the bedroom as if there was no awkwardness in this at all.

In a moment of panic you wondered if it’d be best to just call for backup. Your cell phone wasn’t very far. Was everyone awake already? What if you just called Rogue? That’d be the most straight forward right? Oh, but you could imagine that conversation. Hey girl, come get your man out of my bedroom please? Yet she totally would. He’d be as helpless as a toddler if she decided she was dragging him out.

“You know,” Remy said, considering a little as he palmed one of the uneaten biscuits right off the tray like it was a bauble to steal. “I did think we looked good together in those pictures they printed from the beach. It’s only natural you know. When two people have chemistry, everybody can see it.”

And that was it, the final straw. You didn’t even know why you still jumped when the bathroom door flung all the way open. The window opened too, a couple cards Remy had already thrown then exploding out there harmlessly like little fireworks as Peter had redirected them outside.

Your bedsheet seemed to have a mind of its own as it ripped off the bed and tied around Gambit as well, pinning his arms to his sides as he was forced to then kneel in front of you.

Peter reappeared at your side, looking down at his handiwork as he scowled at the other man. It was a rare expression on Peter’s face, but a little more jarring for that reason.

“Apologize to (Y/N).” Peter demanded. “Or you’re going out the window next.”

But you knew Remy’s wounded pride meant there would be no such possibility of deescalation now. They were going to have to be physically separated and given a cool off period no matter what. As you considered whether to actually put a shield around one or both of them to essentially begin preparations for mutant time out, Remy was already countering back at Peter, a mocking tone rolling off his tongue.

“Alright. I’m sorry, (Y/N). I’m sorry that you got saddled with a jealous little boy who goes after rivals in their sleep rather than face them like a man. And then just hides behind that same woman he thinks they’re going to take from him, yeah?”

Oh for God’s sake! You dropped the card Remy had given you, that you’d for some reason still been holding. You powered up, trying to catch both of the guys in two of your force fields, Peter had already been in movement though. In actuality you’d only ended up shielding Remy just before Peter had kicked the field, looking as if the hit had been intended for the Cajun’s chest.

“Don’t protect him!” Peter looked to you in surprise.

“I’m protecting both of you!” You responded, then glowing white and hovering now several feet off the floor in your annoyance.

“Kinky.” A new voice spoke, followed by a sing song voice that unfortunately you did now recognize as Deadpool continued. “I see London, I see France, I see (Y/N)’s underpants!”

With your energy humming around you, Peter’s shirt you were wearing was now billowing up a little you realized. Indeed giving a full view to all those below you. You dropped back to the floor immediately, but didn’t power down, keeping the field around Remy as you turned to look at the several people now standing in your doorway.

“You know, this is exactly how those rumors start,” Ellie said in her usual dry tone, taking in the truly bizarre scene of the three of you. “Putting on some clothes might be a good first step. Or you know, at least closing the door.”

The girl otherwise known as Negasonic Teenage Warhead was never one to mince words, even to you all, her sort of superiors. Her girlfriend Yukio only stood beside her, smiling a bit sheepishly.

“Yeah, don’t mind us you little OT3, I just came back to bring Russel his stuff.” He motioned to the boy, who was now also staring at you all. “And your boss Charlie X said I had to have an escort, so I got my old buddies here Nega-angst and Yukio-chan. Oh and-”

Deadpool suddenly grabbed another man who had been standing behind them, bringing him to the front. “This is my all time best buddy Dopinder, he wanted a tour of mutant Hogwarts as well.”

“Hello.” The young man waved a bit shyly. “It is an honor to meet more of DP’s superhero allies.”

“Hey.” Peter said oddly to them after a moment, then looking back to you again. The randomness seemed to have snapped him out of his fixation on getting even with Remy at least for the moment. It now looked like he was waiting for guidance from you on what to do next.

You heard an audible sigh from Remy then as he spoke up. “I rather not destroy your sheets, cher. Truce for today?”

You glanced back to Peter first though before letting down the shield. Making sure he’d agree to untie him. Peter looked reluctant still, but eventually nodded.

And with that you powered down, your field around Remy disappearing as all the energy faded back inside you. In another instant he was completely untied, the sheet semi neatly back on your bed then. You knew some of the food had to have gone flying wherever when Peter had ripped off the bedsheet earlier in their scuffle. But you didn’t really care right now.

“Woah, woah. Is that the new MK game?” Wade just questioned suddenly, then seemingly oblivious to all else as he strode into your room as well.

Why no one had any boundaries today, you had no idea.

“Wait, we get video games too?” Russell also sounded impressed, just following.

“Some of us,” Ellie replied though, giving Peter a skeptical look. “That one might have had a five finger discount.”

Peter huffed at her, non committal on the truth of that statement though, “It’s the new one, yeah. The new DLC just added more characters too.”

You didn’t even care anymore honestly as Wade pulled off his mask and hopped immediately onto your and Peter’s bed, grabbing a controller. “Dibs on Johnny Cage, mother fuckers. Let daddy show you how it’s done.”

“Hey, I want to be Scorpion!” Russell replied, actually sounding like the fourteen year old he really was for once.

And you saw Peter was already digging out another controller from his gaming pile as he scoffed at them both. “Man, you can try. I’ll wipe the floor with you and buzzcut you down to bloody stumps with Kung Lao.”

“Dopinder, google Johnny Cage combos, stat!” Deadpool requested as his friend hurried in, dutifully sitting on the floor and pulling out a cell phone to do just that.

Remy was actually the only male in the room to not be sucked in as he gave you a little look while walking back out. “Later, petite. Sorry for real about the fuss. You know he just irks me.” He leaned in a little closer just to you though. “And I know you’re faithful. He just needs to leave me out of it. Quit readin’ dem damn gossip magazines, yeah?”

“Yes.” You agreed with a smile. A little optimism returning that maybe the two of them could be reasoned with after all. “See ya, Remy.”

He nodded, winking at both Ellie and Yukio as well before he slipped past them and out down the hall. Yukio giggled, but Ellie only rolled her eyes.

“Well, if you put some pants on, maybe there’s still some breakfast left down there. Want to go?” Ellie asked you, crossing her arms. She smirked then though, the guys now commentating and mocking one another like there was some big sporting match going on just a few feet from you. “Let Wade be Peter’s problem for a while, I think you’ve earned it.”

“Sounds like a plan.” You agreed without much hesitation. If Peter needed you, it’s not like it’d even take him two seconds to find you, even with the size of this house.

You did see him glance back ever so briefly as you dug some sweatpants out your dresser drawer and pulled them on though. You made an eating gesture and he nodded, understanding where you were going.

He also made a motion like drinking and you knew that meant he wanted you to bring him back some soda. The more sugar the better for him.

As you walked back downstairs with Ellie and Yukio, Ellie chuckled to herself a little. “You know Wade’s going to think Peter is his bff now. Better buckle up for that ride. Colossus can probably give you some pointers.”

You sighed, looking at the younger two girls. “We’ve survived everything that’s been thrown at us to this point. Could always be worse.”

“Oh yeah, it’ll get worse.” Ellie answered.

Yukio nodded, yet still smiling. “Wade is very special. And deadly.”

“Like a contagion,” Ellie added.

It still didn’t matter though. New, strange friends, or old sometimes combative friends. Gossip and rumors, or anything else. In the end you had to agree with Xavier as you so often usually did. As long as you and Peter kept strong together, none of that outside noise could ever tear you down. You had each other and that was all you needed.

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End. Thanks for reading! Art by NACCHAN96.

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[i-need-entertainment]

Haikyuu!! Boys as stepdads PT.2

It’s likely i’ll do a part 2 for most of them (some I emotionally, mentally, and spiritually CANNOT), but this one was voted as the most wanted sequel in the poll I did.

**Funny story, this was actually the FIRST Haikyuu!! Boys headcanon I ever did :) So please keep in mind my format, and writing style have changed, so they’re gonna be a bit different🥰**

Warnings: Mentions of stepdad, stepdads, implied divorce, teenage angst, siblings mentioned (ignore if only child)

PT.1

Characters: Meian, Omimi, Kita, Suna, Ohira, Yamagata, Kunimi, Kindaichi, Yaku, Numai, Sakusa, and Komori

Meian Shugo: A little clumsy at first, but he gets the hang of it

Is better if you guys are little, cause he can work with little kids.

But if you guys are teenagers??

He’s completely lost.

Does his best, he really does! He tries to have normal conversations and ‘dad things’ but man...it’s rough for a good 6 months.

When he does adjust, he’s honestly not bad.

He’s pretty great actually. There’s a lot of perks to having a pro athlete as your stepdad cause *aHeM* money

Omimi Ren: You’re suspicious at first cause he just seems suspicious, but he’s really a pretty nice guy

When your mom first brings him home you’re on guard.

Not cause you necessarily think he’s a bad guy, he just seems intimidating? Quiet? Maybe it’s just cause he’s unknown to you.

But after a few months, you realize he’s a pretty solid guy.

Very responsible, he’ll never be late to pick you up from school or parties, and you’ll always be on time to school.

But he’s also not against spoiling you and your siblings every now and then.

You guys actually have a really good relationship.

He deals with your teenage angst really well, he doesn’t take anything personally and does his best to be understanding.

Kita Shinsuke: s t r i c t. But a good stepdad

Doesn’t care he’s not your biological dad, you are his responsibility and it’s his job to help make you into a functional human.

Isn’t like the military strict, just on certain things like grades and chores. He’s not pretentious about it either, he just expects all of you to do your parts.

He’s honestly a strange mix of strict and laid-back.

Strict when it comes to responsibilities but chill most everywhere else.

Puts a lot of trust in you, he doesn’t question your choices because he trusts you to make good ones. But if you ever breech that trust he’d have no problem going into lock down mode for a bit.

Isn’t very controlling, especially when it comes to boys or friends.

Lets you enjoy your teen years while making sure you’re becoming a functioning adult.

Suna Rintaro: Would let you get away with murder if he could

Very chill, doesn’t yell or argue, just kinda coexists with you/your siblings.

But he’s not a push over, if you do something wrong wrong, yeah he’ll say something or tell your mom but he’s not super strict..

Tells you to just call him by his first name, last name, he doesn’t care.

I can see him being a little caught off guard at first cause...how do you UwU interact with them.

Not too pushy or anything he just kinda...lets you do your own thing.

Ohira Leon: Another one you might as well adopt as your real dad

You could be nothing but sinister to this man and he’d never despise you for it.

He genuinely loves your mom, and by circumstance, he comes to love you and your siblings as his own.

Treats you all really well, but respects any boundaries you guys put up.

Doesn’t pull the ‘listen to your mother’ thing stepdads do, cause he knows he only has so much power y’know?

But he honestly doesn’t need to, you and your siblings are pretty darn happy he’s your stepdad, heck he might as well just be your real dad.

Yamagata Hayato: Pretty solid honestly, you wonder where he’s been your whole life

You weren’t crazy at the idea of having a stepdad, but when you got to know him, you were pretty cool with it.

He’s the perfect mix of responsible with fun, and also parent and friend.

He’s a good hype man, and he encourages you guys to do a lot, like sports and clubs.

He encourages you guys to be active!

Doesn’t force you though, he’s good about trying to understand and appreciate all of your different interest and hobbies!

Doesn’t care about grades as long as you do your best, if you give it your all, he’ll be happy.

Will get you a tutor or help if he sees you struggling, but he’d never stress you out about it.

Kunimi Akira:...wait, he’s a father now?

He wasn’t too concerned when your mom said she had kids.

I mean, they can’t be that difficult right? Just feed them, give them things and a little pat on the head right?

w r o n g

He’s not bad, he does care about you guys but man...the teen years are going to be rough.

Definitely was better when you guys were younger, it’s the teen years he struggles with.

Man was not prepared for the sweet little girls to turn into moody monsters out for blood at the drop of a hat.

He’s doing his best alright..

Kindaichi Yuutarou: He’s more scared of you than you are of him

Had no clue what he was doing.

You were quite amused when you first met him though, he looked like he was a teenage boy meeting his girlfriends parents.

Nonetheless, you found he’s very nice and he treats your mom, and you and your siblings well.

He’s actually a really good stepdad!!

Very supportive, but very good with boundaries. He made sure to have a good relationship with you and your siblings, he’s more like a friend than a father, but that’s perfectly fine with all of you~

If you have an argument with your mom, he’s playing mediator instead of taking sides.

Yaku Morisuke: Is fine...until your teen years

lol it’s not you and your mom arguing, it’s you and HIM.

Pretty strict, and definitely takes on a more parental role in your life.

Which he is good at, you guys are still alive after all.

But especially when you become teens you guys go at each others throats almost every other day.

Never even thinks about making any ‘it’s my house get out’ threats because he genuinely cares about you, but it’s a bad matchup of temper vs hormones.

Things mellow down when you grow up, you guys get along much better when you’re an adult.

Numai Kazuma: Little lost at first, but once he warms up to it he’s a pro

When you guys first meet he’s a little lost cause...he kinda has kids now.

But once it really sinks in and he comes to terms with it, he’s honestly kinda pumped.

Wants to have a good relationship with you and your siblings, and you guys find out he’s a really cool guy!

Tells you stories from his high school days, and will teach you guys to play volleyball.

Treats you as he would his own kids cause he lowkey does love you guys<3

Sakusa Kiyoomi: mutual despising from both parties

Neither one of you are thrilled about having (a) stepdad/stepkids.

It’s not personal so to say but...

it is awkward. The first time you guys had to be in a room alone together was the worst 5 minutes of your life, it was so painfully quiet.

He does...try...he gets you guys Christmas presents, and birthday presents, and he does what you need to survive but...

Good about letting things be, and not fueling the fire when you’re moody or upset.

But he is going to side with your mom, every.single.time.

Komori Motoya: ‘fun’ parent, he’ll turn a blind eye to a n y t h i n g

Sees you doing something irresponsible and he’s like ‘ooh, looks fun’

Would never let you put yourself in danger, just let you do stupid things because he’s genuinely interested to know what happens.

Helps you avoid punishment and makes sure your mom won’t catch you.

It physically hurts him to see you guys upset, so he’s a really good comforter and supporter!

He comes too all of your games, recitals, whatever it is you’re into!

He really just wants you guys to be happy and to like him.

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[slasherhaven]

hi i was wondering on how the slashers would react if their s/o helped their victim escape. Like what would they do...

The Slashers reacting to their S/O helping a victim to escape:

Thomas Hewitt 

Thomas will actually try to cover for you.

If Hoyt asks what the hell happened, Thomas would shrug, the victim just got away but don’t worry, he’ll get them back. And he does, he always does.

At the end of the day, you both know that you need to talk.

He’s sympathetic. He genuinely understands how you feel, he feels the same way too sometimes. He only does this for the family and you know that, he’s told you that.

He’ll try to comfort you, knowing that it bothered you.

But remember that this is about survival, it’s for the family and that includes you now. You have to understand and get on board, you don’t have to do anything to help with that side of things, he wants to protect you from that, but you do have to allow it to happen. And he’s sorry about that.

Michael Myers

It was one of the rare time Michael let you accompany him on one of his kills.

Michael was more confused than anything. Why would you come along just to let the victim get away like that? 

Whatever, he’s going to go catch them because you know that he can. Did you even really think you were helping them or were you just giving them a few more minutes of hope?

Surprisingly doesn’t even get that mad, just gives you a glare as he passes you.

Either way, Michael just isn’t going let you accompany him again. He’s a little irritated by it but it’s quickly solved. You’re staying home from now on.

Jason Voorhees 

Jason loves you for your kindness and empathy but this is a problem.

He can’t really be mad at you, you’re just trying to save a teenagers life or give them more of a chance.

You even apologised to him. He just sighed and went on to try to find the victim.

When you asked if he was mad at you, he just shook his head.

This whole thing was complicated. You accepted him for who he was but of course you didn’t want people to die.

Next time he would just ensure you stay at the cabin. You wouldn’t have to see what happened out in the camp and hopefully you wouldn’t feel responsible for the deaths.

He preferred you to stay there anyway, it was safer for you.

Bo Sinclair 

Are you fucking serious? Why would you do something as stupid as that?!

Bo is pissed. You’ve put all of them at risk.

Firstly, he is taking that damn shotgun and hunting down the idiot you helped escape. Then, he’s handing the victim over to Vincent and he’ll deal with you.

You’re going to get shouted at...a lot. He’s never been so mad at you and we all know how Bo can let his anger get the best of him.

He’s not going to get physical but the anger in his voice is enough to make you hang your head and just listen.

He gets it. You’re better than him, you feel bad for these people. But in the end you chose to stay here, to be with him when you knew about what he did, you got yourself into this and you knew that from the beginning.

Knock it off or Bo is going to get beyond pissed off with you.

Vincent Sinclair

He just gives you a look before going after them, knowing how mad Bo would be at you both for letting a victim escaped...especially if he found out that you did it on purpose.

He can’t even manage to be mad at you. Of course you wanted to save that girl’s life, you’re a good person, that’s what a good person would do.

You’re just lucky that he was the twin to see it happen.

Later that night though, he will talk to you about it. Beginning to explain that you have to let them do what they do, but you interrupt him, telling him that you know and that you’re sorry. You just couldn’t help it when you saw her face.

He understands that even more. You felt guilty.

But he also reminds you that you’re family now and they do this for the family, it’s all they have.

So, he still isn’t mad. Just suggests hat you stay away next time, you fully agree with that. He also apologises for not warning you about the group of victims and not telling you to stay away from the workroom for a while.

Lester Sinclair 

He ain’t mad, he gets it. He has his own hang ups about the whole thing, it’s why he never really actually kills anyone, he just takes them into town.

He understands why you did what you did...but that doesn’t mean he can encourage it.

He’ll sit down with you, telling you all of that and you understand. You’ll apologise, he’ll apologise for you having to deal with all of this in the first place.

Let’s just not tell Bo about this...

Lester thinks it would just be for the best if you stayed home next time somebody drove into town. Both to avoid angering Bo but also to protect you. He didn’t want you to feel responsible for their deaths, it’s not your fault.

Bubba Sawyer

Wh-why would you do that?

He knows that this whole thing can be a lot, he doesn’t always like it either, but this is what they do. You know that so why would you do that this time?

There are very few things that could make him mad at you, and this isn’t one of those things. 

He’s actually more concerned about how Drayton would react. He would be so mad at you!

Okay, next time a victim comes along, you can stay away from it. He doesn’t like the idea of you being in a dangerous situation anyway.

He won’t tell Drayton but please don’t do this again, Y/n...

Asa Emory (The collector)

Asa has never lost his cool with you, until now.

He was always so calm but now he was angry. Why would you do something so stupid? You’re putting everything at risk, you put him at risk. 

He knows you have a whole lot more sympathy for these people than he does but you can’t do things like this, you know that.

But right now, he had to go out there and get the victim back. Then, he will deal with you.

As punishment, Asa is pretty much treats you like a child who did something wrong. If you can’t even leave a victim be, how can he trust you?

You’re going to have to earn back his trust, and he’s going to be very strict with you until then. Hopefully, you prove that this won’t happen again.

Jesse Cromeans (Chromeskull)

Luckily for you, Jesse likes the chase. 

He knows he will catch the victim again eventually, you’ve given them a small head start but you haven’t saved their life.

Deep down, both of you know it.

You stay put, he’s going to find the little piggy you let escape.

And when he gets back...you’re going to have a little chat. 

If you keep interfering like this, it’s going to become a problem, and he can’t allow that. He just can’t but you already know that.

He can’t let this become a regular thing.

He’s probably just going to keep you away from his ‘work’ so you can’t cause any more problems.

One time is forgivable, it was a blip and you’ll have to earn his trust back, but if you start becoming a problem, he’s going to have to figure something out.

Otis Driftwood

Otis will snap at you, something that he doesn’t normally like to do.

But what you did was a massive fucking ‘no’. You joined this family, you have to deal with the consequences of that. Just stand back and let them get on with it.

He’ll go and drag them back, don’t you worry.

He will be keeping a closer eye on you, seeming more withdraw from you, until you earn back his trust.

If he’s satisfied about it being a one time thing, a moment of weakness, he can move on.

But if it happens again?...he’s going to have to crack down on that a lot harder. 

You can’t become a problem. Don’t let yourself become a problem. You need to remember that you’re a part of this family now.

Baby Firefly

Baby just sees it as a big game.

You let them go...that just means that she has to chase them down and bring them back!

And she makes sure to tell you that she got them back with a proud smile. Was it supposed to make you feel bad? You truly weren’t sure.

She really seems unbothered. She got them back, she got to enjoy herself, they didn’t get to tell the police. 

No harm down and she had fun!

It’s the rest of the family that’s going to have their eye on you for a while, until you prove it was a one time thing.

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Dabi With An S/O Who’s Insecure About Their Acne

Request: “omg i LOVED the headcanons for dabi with a bisexual s/o!! and i also love that you made him bi as well!

may i request dabi with a s/o who has acne & is insecure about it? thank you!”

Dabi is no stranger to insecurity or body image problems

The man has been a walking burn victim since he was a teenager

Trust me, he gets it

What he doesn't get, is how someone as pretty as you could ever think you aren't absolutely gorgeous

You're one of the most attractive people he's ever seen, what do you mean you're insecure?

Sure you have some acne, but who hasn't had skin problems?

Acne and breakouts are a totally normal part of life

There's no reason to feel inferior for having acne

Especially in comparison to him

Like, have you seen him?

His skin is a million times worse than yours

(his words, not mine)

Pimples are normal, third-degree burns all over your body isn't

Though, as I mentioned before, Dabi gets the overall feeling of insecurity

He understands that people feel a lot of pressure to be unrealistically perfect, and while it angers him that you've been convinced that you should be ashamed of your acne, he gets how much insecurity can hurt

So in the most 'Dabi' way possible, he dedicates himself to building up your confidence

Dabi is very blunt

He just says what he's thinking, generally not bothering to sugarcoat anything

Anytime you mention feeling insecure, he's quick to disagree

"the hell do you mean you 'look ugly'? Doll, have you seen me? You're already drop dead gorgeous, but standing next to me? You look like a angel."

Dabi is a pretty forward, flirty guy, so he has no problem stepping up his usual comments to reinforce that he thinks you're perfect just the way you are

In a similarly direct manner, Dabi absolutely tears into any models/celebrities if you compare yourself to them

Not in a way that demeans their appearance (because he doesn't think he's in any position to be judging other people's looks), but in a way that calls out all of the editing and filters that are on those photos

"You feel like shit about your appearance because you see these pics, but people don't look like that, babe- nobody does. Hell, they don't even look like that. You ever seen these celebrities unedited? They don't look anything like this."

When you do your skincare, Dabi tries to give you incentive to do it by joining you

He doesn't do much more for his skin than keeping his staples and sutures clean, maybe the occasional burn cream, but if you have an involved skincare routine?

He puts aside his own personal laziness and will offer to let you do his skincare too

Not feeling motivated to do your routine?

What if he were to let you put a clay mask on him or something?

Hell, he'll even let you put one of those soft hairbands on him if it would make you feel less insecure or irritated

At first he pretends he's just doing you a favor, but he actually starts to like it pretty quickly

You sitting on his lap or in front of him on the counter, gentle messaging a nicely scented moisturizer onto his face?

You giving him all of your attention for 15 - 40 minutes at a time?

Being able to drape his arms around your waist?

All while making you feel less insecure?

Uh, yes please

Sign him up

If anyone ever gives you shit for your acne, oh boy-

You would have to literally hold him back from burning them right there on the spot

You wanna make gross comments about people's looks? You wanna pick on them for things they can't control?

He can give them a few burns to teach them about karma

Or you can tell him not to and he'll give in bc he can't say no to you

It's your call, really

Overall, Dabi hates that you don't realize how gorgeous you are

You deserve to feel amazing and confident

Though, he also understands being unhappy with your appearance

He knows that pain first hand, and he wants to do anything he can to keep you from feeling like that

He might not be gentle about it, but he'll always be there to remind you how amazing he thinks you are

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