#and this morning i watched a video of a guy explaining how to draw a building like this

[sweetlittlenamjoon]

✨how stray kids would react to finding out about your regression✨

SFW interaction only please!!!

Chan 🐺🎧

finds out by accident

he’s just checking in on everyone and when he knocks on your door he gets no response

he gets worried and decides to just peek his head in

you’re sleeping with your paci hanging loosely out of you mouth

he thinks it’s really cute and doesn’t really question it much

he asks about it later in private

he immediately does so much research

wants to be your cg right away

dad cg vibes

likes to carry you around

just everywhere

he just goes about his day with you on his hip

“big hugs? big hugs.”

calls you baby girl/boy or kiddo

does voices for your stuffies :)

Lee Know  🐰🐱

finds out by walking in on you with a paci

just goes 😳, apologizes, and leaves

you explain later and he’s like “oh thank god I thought I walked in on something private”

he’s totally fine with it and even hangs out with you sometimes

its takes him and minute to get comfy actually taking care of you when regressed

makes you snacks

“eat up so you have lots of energy later!”

likes to have you in his lap so he can pet your head

picks the ugliest outfits for you he can bc he thinks its funny

plays pretend but he has to be the queen

or the bad guy

“oh noooo. i’ve been defeated.” *flop*

super protective???

if any of the other boys are playing too rough he’ll just scoop you up and threaten them with tissue mouth

Changbin  🐷🐰

why do i feel like binnie would just sixth sense that you’re a regressor

like you tell him about and he’s like “oh, was i not supposed to know?”

supportive big bro/cool older cousin vibes

he loves to pick you up and just hold you

bench press the baby

does that airplane thing where they pick you up with their feet

does his cutesy voice when talking to you

“who’s binnie’s little angel?”

lets you do his hair and makeup

drags whoever he can to co-care

mostly so you can both annoy whoever’s closest

talent shows!!!

he WILL tickle you

no escape

lots of stimmy dances and noises back and forth

adventures to the park

he will underdog you on the swings he don’t care about the rules 😎

Hyunjin  🦙🌲

finds out bc you come to cuddle him one night while regressed

you’re all babbly and squirmy and he’s like “well maybe they’re just sleepy???”

but you just smile up at him and go “hyunjinnie, I wuv you.”

and he just gives you a big hug and goes “I’m not sure what's goin’ on but love you too.”

in the morning you apologize and explain everything

he’s honestly a little confused but he’s trying his best

real awkward but he’s like that with actual kids so

he warms up quick tho

just says random noises

vocal stimmies back and forth

colouring!!!

draws you little pictures to colour in

cuts up fruit for you :)

definitely a co-care kinda guy

usually with felix or changbin

Han  🐹🍓

finds out bc chan convinced you he’d really love to help out

as expected he’s so excited

“so i can just baby you and carry you around and play pretend and it wont be weird?!”

big bro/babysitter cg

you will be watching animal documentaries sorry

he says its bc theyre educational

loves when you’re extra small so he can peekaboo with you

does silly voices when reading to you

chase!

lee know has to remind him to not get too into it or somebody will get hurt lol

really helpful with impure regression

breathing techniques

“wanna put on a silly cat video for a distraction, sweetheart?”

makes sure your toys get snacks too

Felix  🐣☀️

finds out bc you confide in him early on

he’s the first person you actually tell about your regression

super duper supportive

for a while you sneak into his room whenever you feel yourself start to regress

you watch anime on his phone and cuddle

he keeps a paci in his bedside table and an extra stuffie on his bed for you

once you’ve told everyone else he’s so proud

bakes for you all the time

you get to measure the chocolate chips and lick the spoon >:)

bath time!

he lights candles and gives you lots of bubbles

comfy naps and snuggles

pillow forts!

no hyungs allowed!!!

ok i guess lee know can come in he has snacks

does his high pitched voice bc it makes you laugh :)

Seungmin  🐶🐾

finds out bc you involuntarily regress in front of him and try very hard to explain while baby brained

very confused bc you’re mumbling a lot

he just gets ‘i’m a babey sometime an is ok because i copin’

good enough of a reason as any

so he just asks what you want him to do and follows along

vibin

he gets a better explanation later

still vibin

likes to chill best when you’re toddler-middle regressed

he doesn’t know what to do with nonverbal cues lol

thank god for AAC

would do pretty much anything for you

the others pick on him for being so nice to you when regressed when he’s usually such a brat

calls you the maknae

I.N. complains but he doesn’t mind when you’re little

he WILL just tackle you out of nowhere tho

I.N. 🦊🌸

finds out by accident

finds a rattle and some other toys while tidying your room

brings your rattle out to you in the living room and is like “do you have a niece or nephew???”

you get flustered but decide to just tell him the truth

and he just goes “oh ok!” and goes back to cleaning

doesn’t help out much at first

helps with getting you snacks and blankets

sits next to you while doing his own thing

but one day he just pulls you into his lap and continues his game

once he warms up he loves to bug the other members with you

rascals, the lot of you

pretty much never uses his baby voice unless you do something REALLY cute

loves to brush you hair

forehead kisses like “mwah!”

puts you in his big shoes

he takes so many pics

and shows every member

chill with you braggy with all the boys

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[porchlightfairy]

Horse

steve harrington x sinclair!reader

summary: You ask Steve to come over and teach Lucas how to play basketball. 

a/n: just a quick fluff piece. thank you for reading.

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Lucas wanted to play basketball. Your family looked at him in surprise at the dinner table when he told you. Your dad was happy but Erica seemed to think it was a ruse to impress Max or something. You were unsure as your brother was not the most coordinated. And nobody in your family was good enough to actually teach him. 

However, you did know someone who could help; Steve. You and Steve became friends after high school bonding over your time working in the mall over the summer. While he worked at the ice cream shop you worked at the hot dog stand. Both of you wore absolutely ridiculous outfits so you couldn’t make fun of one another without the other doing the same. And that’s how you got close. Really close.

When he got the job at Family Video, you had gotten a clerk job at the library. You were like the librarian’s assistant running errands for the place. Sometimes old movies or documentary tapes were donated to the video store and you would be the one to take them.

You took the opportunity this time around to ask Steve a favor. “You want me to teach Lucas how to play basketball?” He sucks his teeth, “I don’t know if I can.”

“Please, Steve, you’re the only person I know who can do it. He really wants to try out for the team.” You bite your lip, “Honestly, I think it’s because of you that he wants to try out.”

“Me?”

“Yeah, you. You were really good on the team. And you’re the most athletic person he knows.” That wasn’t saying much as Steve was the only athletic person Lucas knew. “Please, just shoot some hoops with him in our driveway and call it a day. Just one day.”

Steve thinks about it for a moment. He glances at you to see you staring back intensely, Your eyes were like dark swimming pools trying to draw him in to say yes. So he does, “Alright, I’ll do it. I’ve got Saturday off, I can come by in the afternoon..”

“Thank you, Steve! Thank you, thank you!” You squeal, “You have no idea how happy Lucas will be to hear this!”.

Lucas was not happy to see Steve wearing basketball shorts in his driveway on a Saturday morning. He looks over at you with a glare. You throw your hands up defensively, “You said you wanted to learn. Steve is gonna teach you.” He just shakes his head before walking out towards Steve who tosses him a basketball. Lucas flinches before chasing the ball back down the driveway. You giggle, “I can’t thank you enough, Steve.”

“It’s no big deal. I had the time.” He smiles, “Look alive, Superstar!” He claps his hands together before taking the ball back from Lucas. They practiced some passes and Steve taught Lucas how to stop the habit of dribbling with both hands. No more traveling, and then shot 2 pointers. You watched from the porch, reading a book and listening to them. You were impressed with Steve’s lessons and how he was teaching Lucas. He showed him step by step and explained the reasons why. He wasn’t being a pushover and when Lucas fell he would pick him back up.

They played a one-on-one game and Steve seemed to show off. He would pass the ball between his legs and fake out Lucas. Whenever he would shoot the ball it would make a satisfying swishing sound. And without fail, he looks over at you every time to see if you are looking.

In the afternoon, you brought out some sandwiches and lemonade assuming the boys were hungry from all that exercise. “You guys head inside and wash your hands before you eat.” You call out. They nod and run inside then return with wet hands. They grab a sandwich each and a cup of lemonade. You all sit on the stairs and bask in the warm sun.

After they finish, Steve stands up, “Alright, we’ll play a game of Horse and then I’m outta here.” Lucas hangs his head, “No way, that’s not fair, we just play one-on-one.”

“Okay, then your sister will play on your team.” Steve points to you. Your eyes widen in confusion, “I’m sorry, I’m not a sports person, I bet I can’t even hold the ball right.”

“Sure you can, you watched me teach Lucas. You guys will be one team and you’ll play me.” Steve winks, “It’ll be fun.” Lucas narrows his eyes with suspicion. You were quite aloof to Steve’s flirtatious advances. It wasn’t your fault, he was flirty with everybody so it made no difference when he was doing it to you. But Lucas could tell he had different intentions. Steve wanted your attention. He wanted to be closer to you. “Fun for you? Or me? Cause I know it’s not me.”

“Okay, just one game.” You state before going to the driveway with Steve and Lucas. Steve explains the rules before you go to one side of the court. Up first is Lucas. He gets the ‘H.’ Then Steve does the same. It’s your turn and you are unsure where to put your hands to shoot the ball. “Here like this.” Steve comes up beside you and places his hands on yours, guiding them along the grooves of the ball until they reach the bottom and side. His hands were warm on top of yours. “There, you got it.” He smiles at you. Your heart flutters and you feel a smile tug at the sides of your lips.

You bend your knees and shoot the ball. It bounces off the rim and narrowly misses Lucas’ head. You cringe, “Sorry Lucas.” You all continue to play. Steve gets Horse before you do and you are all tired and sweating. The game took longer than you expected. It was almost like Steve was losing on purpose toward the end. Lucas huffs and puffs into the house for a glass of water. You invite Steve for one as well.

As you enter the house, you see the sun has set, “Any plans tonight, Steve?” You ask. He shakes his head, “No. Actually, before you came in my date was canceled on me. Talk about fate right?”

“Oh, I’m sorry about that Steve.” You pout.

“Don’t worry about it, I had fun today. Took my mind off of it actually.” He states with a smile.

“Was it all those silly tricks you were doing to impress me that made it fun?”

He laughs, “More like your face when I did those silly tricks. Guess they weren’t so impressive.”

“I didn’t say that.” You laugh, “Just wanted to know the game you were playing at.”

“Hmm?” He perks, “Well…”

“I feel like you said yes to teaching my brother for some other reasons.” You lean closer.

Steve swallows the spit in his mouth nervously, “Maybe I did. Would that be so bad?”

“No,” You shake your head, “That’s really sweet actually.” You rest your hand on his arm, “Thanks for coming to play basketball with my brother.” You kiss his cheek, “Maybe the next Saturday you’re off, you could take me on a date instead.”

Steve’s face heats up and he nods rapidly, “Yeah, yeah, absolutely yeah. Yes, whenever.”

“Okay, see you later, Superstar.” You lead him to the front door and bid him farewell.

#steve harrington x reader #steve harrington x black!reader #steve harrington fluff

[taetaespeaches]

“This whole thing is getting less cute now, smart ass.”

jimin x reader (oc) genre: fluff word count: 1.9K

a/n: Hi lovelies! There’s a spider in the shower and reader/Dear leaves Jimin to deal with it- but gently and he can’t kill it. That’s all this fic is lol thanks for reading and I hope you all enjoy :)) 

Leaving the note on the kitchen island, you knew it was a long shot that your boyfriend would even see it before you returned home from work. Jimin was on a brief break, which meant he spent much of the daylight in bed, his day beginning in the mid-afternoon.

There was a very big part of you that loved coming home to a sleeping Jimin, getting to wake him up and cuddle him into consciousness. You were actually quite surprised when you received a text from him at around 4 p.m. while you were making your way home for the day. Opening it, you found a photo of the note you left for him:

Hi angel! Good morning… no, afternoon? Whatever, hi! We have a little friend in the shower. Tiny. That’s her name, because she’s verrrrryyyy little. Tiny should not be harmed but she does put me slightly on edge so she needs a nice place to live outside. I know she’s taken up residency in the shower because yesterday I saw her in the left corner and today she was in the right corner. She’s an active babe, I must respect her grind. Be gentle with her! She’s my pal, but we need some boundaries. I mean, even Peaches doesn’t crawl into the shower with me, you know? Anyways, good luck and let me know how it goes. I love you!

The photo of the note was accompanied with a text that read: This is unbelievably cute, Dear… did you forget you’re scared of insects? Why not just have me kill it?

Smiling at your phone, you decided to respond in a smart ass way. Jimin should really know better than to set you up like that.

You: I didn’t forget, but Tiny is an arachnid.

Jimin: This whole thing is getting less cute now, smart ass.

Giggling at his text, you rolled your eyes slightly. Of course he still thought you were cute, the liar. Before you could respond, another photo came through, showing the spider in the right corner of the shower.

Jimin: Verrrryyyy tiny, jesus, how did you even spot that?

You: I told you!

The next few minutes went by without any correspondence, leaving you to wonder what your knight in shining armor was up to. Was he rummaging around the apartment trying to find some sort of device to remove it carefully without having to get too close? Suddenly you were regretting leaving him a note, wishing you could see him scramble around as he came up with a foolproof plan to deal with your petite friend.

And then your man came through, as a video appeared in your text conversation with the message: Tiny is surprisingly intimidating. Pressing play on the video, a smile instantly spread across your face as Jimin stepped away from the camera, having propped it up against something, and glanced up toward the ceiling where your new pal sat in the corner.

“Ok,” Jimin said with an exhale. “I found this cup,” he held up a big plastic cup. “And I have this piece of mail to hopefully scoot it into the cup and keep it in there as I transport.”

The man was way too amusing, Jimin already making you giggle as you watched him explain his plan.

“It’s just a tiny thing. Tiny,” he hyped himself up. “And it’s friendly! She befriended you, right?” he asked you through the camera. “You guys go way back! All the way to yesterday. We’re just creating a boundary,” he repeated what you wrote in your note.

Taking a big inhale, Jimin released it slowly before shaking his body out, physically removing his jitters. “Ok!” He said definitively, just before stepping up onto the edge of the tub so he was more eye level with the spider. “Hey, Tiny,” he started, nearly drawing a coo from you. “So here’s the deal.”

It sounded as though he was conducting some sort of intervention, trying to soften the blow of bad news. You gotta go, little one.

“My girlfriend, well, she’s quite fond of you, which is saying something because usually she’s pretty terrified of arachnids,” he shot a quick glare at the camera. “Smart ass,” he huffed, holding back a fond grin, making you chuckle in amusement. “But she just needs some privacy when she’s showering, you know? You get that, right?”

It was actually incredible how adorable the man could be, and at that exact moment, you walked by an older woman selling bouquets of flowers. Destiny, you thought as you veered off path toward the woman, pausing the video. Jimin deserved them.

With the bouquet in one hand, you started toward your apartment again as you resumed the video, returning to Jimin as he raised the cup toward Tiny. “We’ll find you a really nice place outside, ok?” He told the spider gently.

The actual removal went fairly smoothly, Jimin only squealing a couple times when Tiny attempted to crawl back up the string of web when Jimin believed he had been placed in the cup. A snort escaped you as he had a minor freak out, quickly knocking the web down using the envelope of unopened mail and covered the cup with it. Stepping down from the tub, it was almost as though Jimin was holding his breath as he approached the phone’s camera.

Looking into the lens for a moment, he gave a look of worry and doubt just before he carefully lifted the envelope to look inside the cup. “Ok, thank god,” he spoke through a relieved exhale. “Got her,” he then beamed at you as he reached for the camera. His smile was so stunning, god, you’d never get used to its effect on you. Jimin’s smile was like a ray of sunshine, warming your body from the inside out every time he graced you with its beauty and lovingness. “Ok, I’ll be right back.”

And with that, he ended the video. You quickly typed a message to him, wanting to compliment him on his efforts.

You: You’re literally the bravest most adorable human being on the planet.

Just as the message sent, another photo came through from Jimin. It showed some of the plants you had out on your balcony, with Tiny sitting on one of the leaves.

Jimin: New home! She can’t wait to give you a tour.

Pouting fondly at the message, you found yourself picking up pace as you neared your apartment building, much too excited to get to your boyfriend.

You: Again, the MOST adorable. I love you.

You practically sprinted into your complex, tapping your foot impatiently as the elevator took excessively long to reach your floor. Is this stupid thing always this slow? You wondered as you glanced down at the flowers that you couldn’t wait to gift your boyfriend. When you finally reached your door, you burst through it with a smile on your face as you made eye contact with Jimin in the kitchen, the cup covered in soapy suds in his hands as he washed it.

“I’m not going to lie to you, that freaked me out more than it should have,” Jimin immediately told you through his wide smile. His gaze dropped to the flowers that you held at your side, his eyes softening as his mouth fell into a slight pout.

“I didn’t think you’d have to hype yourself up that much,” you giggled, stepping closer to him.

“What are the flowers?” He asked, trying to hide the hope that was displayed in his eyes. Smiling widely at him, you quickly stepped toward him as he dried his hands on a towel. His gaze slowly lifted from the bouquet to meet your eyes just as you draped your arm over his shoulder. Beaming at him as you lifted the bouquet of white and orange flowers toward his chest.

“These,” you leaned forward, stealing a quick peck, pulling away before Jimin could really even respond, “are for you. My hero.”

“Oh my god,” Jimin’s smile widened into that stunning grin again. The one that warmed you up and made you feel loved. “This is unnecessary,” he bashfully told you, wrapping an arm around your waist as he held you just a bit closer, his eyes roaming over the colored petals.

“Nah uh, you’re not only my hero but Tiny’s too,” you told him softly. Jimin’s eyes found yours as he shook his head in disbelief. “Also, these reminded me of the color of your sparkly mic.”

“Thank you,” he chuckled breathily, pulling you into a hug so he could bury his face in your neck, hiding his shy expression. “I still don’t get why I couldn’t just kill it,” he mumbled against your skin, making you roll your eyes as you lightly hit the side of his body in protest.

“Just because I’m afraid of bugs doesn’t mean they deserve to die, Chim. My fear is a me problem,” you argued, Jimin breathily giggling against you before he pulled away to look at your face.

“You’re too sweet,” he smiled. Then his gaze fell to your lips, the man leaning toward you and placing his soft lips against yours, the meeting gentle. You pressed against him a little firmer, wanting to kiss him just a little bit harder. Wanting to ensure he felt your love and appreciation for him. When you separated, Jimin smiled cutely at you. “Wanna see Tiny’s new home?”

“Yes!” You exclaimed happily, Jimin taking the bouquet out of your grasp and setting it on the countertop before reaching for your hand. He interlaced his fingers with yours easily as he began leading you outside. “We’ll put those in a vase in a minute.”

“Why were you so scared anyway?” You asked teasingly, Jimin turning around to glare at you.

“I wasn’t scared,” he defended himself.

“But you weren’t exactly chill either, angel,” you pointed out with a smirk. “It’s ok to be scared,” you continued your teasing, playfully jabbing at him and his demeanor.  

“I wasn’t scared!” He argued as he fought back a smile. “But I will admit that it’s a bit more unnerving to capture a spider alive than it is to just kill the fucking thing.”

“Don’t talk about Tiny like that,” you hushed him, placing your hand over his mouth as you shot a warning look toward the balcony. “She’ll hear you.”

An adorable giggle escaped Jimin’s plush lips as he shook his head at you. “She wasn’t even paying rent, Dear,” he smirked, finding his own joke to be quite hilarious, making you attempt to hold back your laugh but failing. And before you could make it outside, he wrapped you up in a hug and kissed you, passionately this time. “I’m so in love with you,” he mumbled against your lips, wanting to get the confession out but not wanting to feel the loss of your mouth on his.

You didn’t respond with words, but rather placed your hand against his chest, flattening your palm overtop his heart so you could feel its beat. And then you pulled him closer, both you and Jimin smiling into the kiss.

Tiny would have to wait for just a bit longer to show off her new home, because in that moment, you forgot about everything that wasn’t Jimin.

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[calypso-finale]

Ninety One.

I love handling business there is no denying that, I enjoy doing all this business “so what I think is do it, if you said it’s all done fully edited why is it waiting around? Like it’s been what two weeks since the incident and you are sitting around on it. I don’t think he will hate you for it, he will more then likely be ok about it” I want him to release the content in regards to his cancer, watching that video made me cry. Just to see him in that state, it’s very raw “I think it’s a little odd to keep Rylee in there, but she was part of it and she explains a lot of it. Keep Aziel in it, don’t worry about that shit I got it, I know you worried that Rylee might come at you for it but she won’t, I got it. Keep Aziel in it, upload it as it is, and yeah” looking at the screen, the video played back again, seeing Oakley before the chemo, that is the Oakley I knew “fuck I miss the guy” Aziel ran into the room “to all the people that said I had cancer your moment is here, day one of Chemo” he said on the video “doing it for you” he picked up Aziel “this video is for you, if I don’t come out of this, just know your dad was a G” he reached over to turn the camera off “take it off” I said to Wadz, it progressively gets not nice but it’s the harsh truth “put a warning on it but say he is in remission, just do it. People that said he had cancer, spoke on that shit I hope they fucking feel it because he didn’t deserve that” Wadz nodded his head “they going to wake him tomorrow morning, I am going to be there. I am nervous about it, I don’t know how to feel or how he will feel about it all, he may say why did I save him, or he may not be the same and that scares me the most. Imagine he like not the fucking same guy?” he shook his head “I have been praying for him, he is a good kid and I feel like he gets played a lot, even in the music industry, they hate to take him seriously, but he is fucking drawing in numbers, it’s crazy. Since this has happened his albums have got back into the charts, his singles too. Like the fans are pushing it, he has a good strong fanbase in Europe and I love that, but I believe he will be back with us, hopefully he will she he is loved, and always has been, just people are cruel” I kind of mumbled the last part because my daughter has been one of them, she hasn’t been good.

Saint thinks he is funny, he thinks he can act clever with my daughter and post things about her and say things about her online. Then threaten her with a sex tape, I will fuck him over and his dad, I do not care. He has pissed me off, he is reacting butt hurt over a split and acting like this because she doesn’t fucking want him, the fucking world could see but it looked good on paper, they was both using each other but he wants to act like this. I have his number, I am pissed off because he is leaking pictures of my daughter of them in bed, nothing sexual but fucking still it will get to that point if so, pressing my phone to ear, I will fly to LA just to beat him if so, I don’t mind that either “hi” he picked up “I don’t want to speak to you, but you grown enough for a motherfucking beating. You are nothing, I will put you where your dad was, in a fucking mental asylum, you take that shit off and apologise to my daughter” I ain’t being nice, he chuckled “she played me and then comes at me saying we over because she is stuck on him, and he tried to kill himself? Not my fucking fault, not my fault she is a shit mother” he retorted “weren’t you the one following her around because you knew she wasn’t held down by you? Mhmmm Saint, my daughter is better then you, you live through your name, and being the son of Kim, the very person sucking dick. I ain’t fucking playing, I will come there and beat your ass, you take that shit down in five minutes or I am coming there, I don’t care who you are!” I put the phone down, I am about to get my jet ready because I think he wants me to come, he doesn’t believe me at all. When it comes to my kids, I will do anything “so you going to LA?” Wadz asked “yeah but I will be back” I laughed “I will ride for my kids until I can’t anymore, I love them even though they annoy me” which they do.

When I said I would go back to LA I meant it, I came back to this place for this because he didn’t want to listen and also he doesn’t know I am here, I just jumped on the jet after five minutes. I think my family about to be shocked to see me home, I didn’t tell anyone at all “dickhead” closing the door behind me to the house, he really made me fucking come back because he can’t fucking listen, but I will beat him up, he thinks he’s clever “Chris” Amerie said “hey, I am back” I laughed “I thought you was in London for a longer?” she asked “I was supposed to be but something came up and I need to do it but I will be back there ASAP, kids in school?” I asked, “they are, you will see them before you go?” nodding my head “of course I will” hearing little feet hitting the floor, seeing both Aziel and Emi “look at you two besties” Aziel seems happy, I like this “come” waving them over, Rylee came up behind them, but she just moved away, like she feels I don’t want to see her “am I strong enough to pick you both up? Oh my” leaning down “muscles activated” I groaned out picking them both “look at you two, both getting on. Missed you both” Aziel poked my dimple “you kids love doing that, you leave papa dimple alone now” Robyn looks flabbergasted to see me “excuse me?” she just said, “I think you’re supposed to say welcome home” making my way over to her “but you never said you was coming back?” leaning down to her, pecking her lips “I know it’s a flying visit really” walking into the living room “is papa strong? Holding you both, how is little Emi? You good? Following big goofy here” he has some goofy teeth” she smiled “oh your goofy too, bunch of goofs” placing them down on the couch “flying visit?” Robyn said behind me “yeah well, when people don’t listen I have to make sure they do” Robyn let out an oh “I am listening” I have to laugh “well it’s your favourite child” I pointed “she is yours and everyone knows that” I chuckled, Rylee is sat so silent, she isn’t saying a thing like she usually does.

Robyn of course wants to know why I am here; I mean it is a shock “I threaten Sain and he didn’t listen. I said I would come here, and I did. So Rylee and I will be going to Kim home, we going to do this. Because nobody fucks with my family like that, my daughter isn’t no fucking Kim, she has class. So yeah” Robyn looked at Rylee “your dad does care, he always has so you come for that and then you’re going back?” nodding my head “right, so how is things there?” Robyn asked “they are waking him tomorrow? Well maybe it is tomorrow there, my mind is a mess with time zones, but they are waking him up so see how that goes and yeah. They are releasing the cancer video, soon. Maybe they have, Rylee is in it, and Aziel too but it explains a lot, so it needed to be shown and Robyn, I also invested in Oakley. I am taking care of his overheads, sorry I didn’t mention it, but it just happened in the moment, I snapped at the accountant because they wasn’t being good” I hope she doesn’t snap about it, that she does understand “I didn’t expect anything less from you Chris, that is fine. You told me so the video is out now or soon?” Robyn asked “erm, I will let you know but it made me cry, it goes through his journey, and I am sure Rylee knows that, I think being there in that setting it was hard to see but then reliving it, it’s horrible. It breaks my heart to see how he was within himself but yeah, have some tissues. You can see what I saw when I went there for the week to take care of him” Robyn put her head down.

I stifled out a yawn, my body is a mess going from country to country but my anger for Saint is fuelling me. He is fucking with the wrong daughter because it isn’t fucking with mine, he is being very wrong. I rather he wrote something but pictures, I don’t like that shit and I will knock his block off “you don’t have to sit in silence” I said to Rylee, she is with me in the car to go there. I am not having the shit of this back and forth, Kim can either fix it or I will myself “I didn’t think you would want to talk to me” she mumbled “that is true but you’re making the car ride awkward” looking over at her “what did your therapist say? How is it going? Have you told him what you needed” she is just sat here mute “he said that I needed therapy from the start, that I held a lot in. And a lot of things in my life was masked, I use a mechanism to cover myself. I am copying mom but with mom she went Barbados, I cheat” I chuckled “I can tell, I mean why do you feel the need to cheat?” I asked “because rappers cheat a lot on the road, I just get there first. He said that the love I gave to Oakley was toxic, he said he doesn’t deny that you don’t love him because you wouldn’t have lasted, he gave you the sanity you needed but when things got rocky you go into a place where you see yourself as a child and run, and that is my trauma” reaching over and holding her hand “I’m sorry” l apologised, Rylee let out a little sob “don’t be dad” she strained out “I just don’t know but I feel I am getting there with it, like I feel better but I said I want to heal with my son and he said that I can, but I have to be first. Aziel is distant with me, he saw me with Saint, he didn’t like it. He held on to his comfort and it was Grace, I ruined him dad” shaking my head “you haven’t, like he’s still young and he will heal. There is time Rylee” I think Rylee knows she fucked up, I think she gets it “how is Oakley, did you see him” moving my hand back “erm I did, they let me see him and I was sad to see him in that state, it hurt my heart. He’s how you expect him to be, tubes around him but yeah. He’s in a coma, there really isn’t much to say Rylee” I can’t tell her things I have no knowledge of because he’s just in the hospital bed “I feel so bad, mom said you can’t have loved him but I really do. Only person I thought of was him, that was it. I just wanted him, and I still do, dad I get I fucked up but I was hurt because he hurt me, Kenza out of everyone, if he told me it wasn’t his I would have flown back to London and got back with him” I sighed out “don’t say that, see that is toxic” this girl needs to get this behaviour out of her “but I do really love him but he wasn’t forgiving me for what I was doing and all he wanted me to do was get better I made a mistake with what I said, I didn’t mean it at all. He is my heart, dad I really love him. It’s not just that, we have a bond, and he knows that. Just it’s a mess, I become so vengeful” she needs to fix herself, because the way she acts is not good at all, I hate it.

Smiling at Kim, she seems like she’s none the wiser, but I know she knows “is Saint here” I asked “I know he is hiding here; I haven’t come here to talk like that I just want this over with” she closed the door “erm yes I can get him, but I did tell him to put the videos down, I promise you I did. I told him that it was wrong” nodding my head, I just want her to get her shit son, I am tired, and I have been on that jet and now I am here “it will be sorted, but I need you to sort yourself out” I pointed, I just disagree with how he is handling it, you cannot air out a woman because you was second best. Saint looked a little taken a back that I did come “I told you I would come, you fuck with my kids you know. I told you to take the pictures down” he is stood behind his mom, it’s funny “I did nothing wrong” I laughed “the pictures are private, the bath tub? My daughter in it? I am asking you nicely to take it down and stop posting shit about her, how can you be hurt over you both using each other? You knew she just come out of a relationship, what did you expect? For her to love you” I laughed “she played me” he said “I would play you, I would use you to get my name out there. Doesn’t mean I want you, so fucking delete it” he is going to piss me off now “Saint just take me off, please. You don’t need to do this and make things hard because secrets will come out, you knew what this was” Rylee said, Kim is looking a little stressed out “I will do it when I want too” Saint is being funny “your ego is hurt I get it" I added “your daughter jumped to me, it was easy” I squinted my eyes “and how many times did I call you Oakley that you flung me off you, stop being a dickhead and fucking delete it!” looking at Rylee, I have had enough, I only moved and he ran off “Kim, I don’t want us to fall out, I promise you we had no issues but he needs to delete that shit or I am going to knock his fucking head off, you deal with it now!” she put her hands up “just wait here, please” she said to me walking off.

Looking at Rylee “he hurt you?” I asked “no he didn’t but like it was a shock he did that, like ok I said the wrong name a few times, it happens. He is protective of me too, so much so he deleted  everything of Oakley from my phone but I had the pictures stored on my dropbox so they are there, he was thinking I was in contact with Oakley because I kept mentioning his name and he didn’t like it, just so annoying” taking in a deep breath “he is making me mad, I need that shit done. I don’t want to fall out with them, this family always been in our life” this is going to make us fall out “you can check, it’s gone” Kim said, Saint has come back but I haven’t come here for nothing “good, look I don’t want no hard feelings, I want you to still be there at family events. I am not mad, it’s just a shame you both split so no hard feelings ok?” I got my hand out, Kim looked at Saint “go on” she said to him “just that we are family friends” Saint made his way over to me and shook my hand, I grabbed him and pulled him into me “next time I fucking tell you something you fucking do it, got it? I ain’t going to hit you but you motherfucking listen or I will break your legs next time, and you go near my daughter, I swear I will fuck you up. And if anything is put up I’ll be fucking back” letting his hand go “let’s go” he lucky I didn’t fucking hit him because it was there.

“Thank you dad” Rylee said “well I am doing my job as a father, but really Robyn and I did make a lot of mistakes, we fucked up our daughters in a way with us being so childish, but you can make a difference. Aziel can be happy and can accept what is happening if his mom is there, I am sorry that we did that to you kids and there is nothing we can do about it because you are all of age, therapy will help immensely” looking at my dashboard “Wadz is calling, do not speak a word. I am serious” answering the call “Bro” I said, “Chris hey, you good?” he asked “I am, a little messed up mentally. I do not know what time I am on; my body is fucked. How you?” I think it’s morning there, I am not even sure, I am lost with time badly, maybe it’s evening “I am good, thought I would let you know that Oakley is awake, they woke him. He came around well, he was responsive, but he’s got some loss of memory and it’s just crazy to see, the doctor said it will come back eventually to him but right now he is just coming around, the brain is healing but he is responding. He just doesn’t understand why he is there, and when I went in he just said did I fall. I just said yeah for now” I cringed “damn, what has he forgotten? Is it major things?” always something “he looked at his mom and said where is Rylee” looking at Rylee “really?” he remembers this brat child of mine “yeah, and I was like oh great his mom is about to say some shit, but she said not here right now, but the way he said it so calmly like nothing happened. I said Aziel misses you and he just said yeah the bros miss me, so do I. He is just saying some really odd things Chris” he laughed in disbelief “so it’s like he’s forgotten things, but it’s a good thing that he will heal” he remembered Rylee though, poor guy.

#Chrianna #Chrianna FF #Fanfic #Fanfiction #Chrianna Fanfic #Chrianna Fanfiction

[thatoneguy031]

Here's a character I've mentioned literally only once, waaaay back on this blog: Azure.

Screw it, I'm in the mood for a bit of writing, so why not talk about him, right? Besides, it's the 16th anniversary of TWEWY, and I unfortunately had nothing else planned.

For those that haven't seen this post, Azure is my TWEWY oc, who I have an unhealthy obsession with drawing as a dragon. Trust me, it's not real, I just think that it works for him, for aesthetic and in-story reasons.

(Also, if I got anything wrong about the TWEWY lore, please let me know. I just watched a Black Jupiter video and was reminded of this dude.)

Azure was just a normal guy. Introverted, but somewhat normal. Compared to Neku, who often went out of his way to avoid people when he could, and RIndo, who's my kind of introverted, if you know what I mean, Azure would snap at anyone if they did as little as breathe the wrong way in his direction(The comparison'll make a little bit more sense later on, I swear).

As for how he ended up in the Reapers Game, Azure was on crossing the street one morning on his way to school, and someone bumped into him. He turned around and began yelling at the buisnessman, and it turned into a screaming match.

They were standing there for about a minute, when Azure had saw a car coming their way. Of course, he tried to warn the other guy that he had to get out of the street, but they weren't listening. With no other option, Azure shoved him out of the way, just in time for the car to hit him instead.

Just like that, he was brought into the Reapers Game, right in the middle of the Scramble Crossing.

With that settled, let's talk about Azure's abilities.

Like the original TWEWY game and NEO, Azure is able to use basically any pin at his disposal in combat. It's partially explained in NEO that Shinjuku's Reapers Game made it possible for any player to do this, but here's the funny part.

Azure's playing Shibuya's version of the Game. Which means that the pins that can be used is yet again limited by how much Imagination you have.

Like Rindo and Neku, Azure also has a really high Imagination, which means that he can use pretty much any pin he wants. Which ones he uses are actually hidden from view of the average Player and Reaper. He keeps them tucked where his hoodie and shorts overlap, with the exception of the Player Pin, which he always has in his right shorts pocket if it's not in use.

In that post, I asked y'all to guess which pins he was using. These are the answers, I guess.

His favorite pin are the ones with the Shockwave Psych. On top of that, his favorite brand is Jupiter of the Monkey, so it was kind of a no brainer that he'd use Yoshimitsu.

Azure also uses Earthshake pretty often. The battles in this story take place the same way that they did on the DS version of TWEWY: Players and their teammates are taken into two different zones, yet their attacks are still connected. This means that Azure could go all out with this pin in particular without any worries of hurting his partner(I don't think it would've harmed her anyway, but hindsight's 20/20).

There's also... And I swear, I hate this name...

Sexy D.

I swear on the almighty Arceus's name that this is what the pin is called. Anyways, it's basically just Psychokinesis, and Azure can use it on objects ranging from small signs to whole cars.

Azure also uses Pamper Me Tether, which sends a few chains to wrap around opponents. From there, he can just wack them with whatever other pins he chose.

And then there's Pyrokinesis, which does as you'd think it does: Azure can summon flames from his hands to attack his opponents. Fun fact, during Day 1, when he was still not used to the idea of the Reapers Game, he didn't believe his partner when she said that these pins let them use their psychic powers. So, when he tried using Pyrokinesis, he burned the crap out of his hand. The scar he gave himself even persisted in life, reminding him of what he's been through.

I wanted to get this out in time for the anniversary, but I'll make a part 2 eventually, covering his relationship with his partner.

#twewy #neo twewy #fan character #oc #original character #twewy 16th anniversary #happy 16th anniversary!

[iuwon]

LITTLE THINGS ABOUT BEING IN A RELATIONSHIP WITH ENHYPEN ‘02 LINE

headcannon inspired by @/soleilsuhh !

[✿] — SUNGHOON.

random acts of expressing love. affectionately calling you insults. laughing at each other’s mistakes. him stealing tender glances at you when you’re not looking. randomly clinging to you for attention/affection. a lot of inside sarcastic jokes only the both of you understand. him always checking his phone to see if you’ve contacted him. playfully flips you off when you don’t call him by his endearing nickname. making you promise you’d always hold his hand wherever you go. matching jewelry. playing childish games, with him boasting he’ll win for sure. him unconsciously whipped and smitten — dumbly smiling whenever someone mentions your name.

being told, “you tell him to do it! he only listens to you,” very often. stealing your phone to put a picture of himself as your lock-screen. constantly makes sure he knows where you are and that he can find you. puts himself before you when crossing the street with his arm wrapped protectively around you. not having to explain things because the both of you understands clearly what’s going on. low-key sizing up and asserting dominance over other guys who try to hit/flirt on you. doing and drying your hair every morning no matter how sleepy or occupied he is. dragging each other to places, yet the other secretly loves where the one takes them. lots of secret whispering.

[✿] — JAKE.

looking at you with a dazed lovestruck smile whenever you make his heart race. celebrating random anniversaries of your relationship. soft pecks on the shoulder. spoiling you and buying you whatever you want, but having to beg information from your friends to know what you want. hyping each other up. giving each other funny faces to make each other laugh. playing with your hair, sometimes ruffling it up just to annoy you. swatting his arm playfully. him making un of your laugh. taking embarrassing and funny photos of each other for blackmail use and competition purposes with who got a better picture later on.

staying up late in the morning being barely able to think: just laughing, murmuring, pecking, spooning, and rolling around the bed — telling it’s other to sleep but the both of you are too happy to do so. him telling you the future he’s imagined with you. a lot of pinky promises. the both of you wanting to be around each other so much that you make up excuses to spend more time together. designating a special day where the both of you would take couple pictures around the city. him instinctively biting his lip and glancing at you when someone tries to flirt with you. long surprise-back hugs. bantering and teasing that ends to tickle fights and squeals.

[✿] — JAY.

having a whole rack of his clothes on your closet. him often grabbing your waist for you to sit on his lap and hug you close. lots and lots of hugs. laying in the couch in comfortable silence, enjoying each other’s company while you’re on your own phones while he’d still let you know that his attention is on you by drawing circles on your legs he shifted to his lap. sending funny videos and pictures to make each other’s day better. a lot of “i saw this and it reminded me of you so i got it for you”. does simple gentleman-like gestures: opening doors for you, ‘ladies first’, accompanying you wherever you go, insisting to carry the shopping bags without complaining. face-time calls that eventually last for hours.

already acting like a married couple. “i love you”s before leaving. giving you different kinds of flowers almost every day. convincing him to get to do skin care with you. watching and binging Netflix series together, swearing that the other won’t watch ahead when one is busy doing something else. going grocery shopping together, probably breaking down a stand. watching the stars, pointing to one and claiming it the both of yours. him being extremely supportive and protective, watching over you. ordering a lot of takeout food. him waking up early to cook you breakfast while you sit on the counter admiring him, he teases you as he jokingly points the knife at you and swashes it around. wearing promise rings. him buying you a cute stuffed toy and naming it your ship name.

#enhypen headcannons #enhypen scenarios #enhypen imagines #enhypen fluff #enhypen x reader #sunghoon x reader #sim jake x reader #park jay x reader #park sunghoon #sim jake #park jay #kpop imagines #kpop headcannons #kpop drabbles #kpop fluff #kpop scenarios #enhypen drabbles #enhypen blurbs #sunghoon imagines #jake imagines #jay imagines

[moonctzeny]

nct 127 as computer engineering majors (suggestive/smutty)

this was a personal attack and I'm having nct 127 brainrot so y'all have to suffer with me

taeil:

hot TA with a fat ass that almost made you fail the class bc who the fuck pays attention to what's written on the board when he stands in front of it?

wears expensive shirts with long sleeves that he pushes over his elbows while explaining the most crucial formulas- your lab partner has to shove you so that you don’t drool all over your worksheet

you offer to help around the lab he's supervising after you somehow pass the course just to spend more time with him

you swear he flirts with you in the most gentle ways but you never bring it up bc you don't want to make him uncomfortable when he's working

but you're both adults and he doesn't teach your class anymore so you're free to ask him out but he's scary to approach you know?

until one day you're alone putting the machinery back in place when he draws a brand new circuit for tomorrow's morning class on the whiteboard and you ask him to explain the flow of electricity through those diodes

and he does and damn he's so hot when he goes all science on you so you tell him just that

how his voice and intelligence really tuns you on and you can teach him a thing or two yourself if he’ll let you

and anyways thank god you arrived at the lab the next morning before any of the students to wipe down the handprints you left on that whiteboard

johnny

study buddy who is very creative at finding new ways to make you procrastinate with him

at first he begs you to borrow your black nail polish and even convinces you to draw little designs on each nail for him

you do a pretty bad job because truth is you have a big crush on johnny and being so close to him makes your hands shake

after you're done he takes your hands in his, and lays them flat over his mousepad

"I'm gonna paint them on yours too! I want to match you!"

you agree bc it's hard to breathe at this point and you've also downed a couple of beers while waiting for the polish to dry

"I always wanted us to try a couple look. even if it's just nails"

"couple?"

"yeah. is it a bad thing?"

you shake your head negatively and he smiles so brightly you get a little dizzy, relishing in the way you squirm under his stare

johnny somehow coaxes you into climbing into his lap, his teeth breaking the skin of your neck as he removes one article of clothing after the other

"we're gonna mess up our nails johnny"

"good. make a mess out of me."

yuta

computer engineering senior and part time pc building youtuber nakamoto yuta falls in your life like a black angel to your salvation

aka he slid in your dms after you posted on your story that you’ll never finish the mandatory Assembly project on time and was having a public meltdown

“how about you buy the project from me and then you’ll only have to worry about staying cute 😜”

you roll your eyes at the message but damn you’re really desperate at this point so you agree to stop by his place to make the transaction

but before you do you decide to check out the link to his youtube channel to kinda gauge what type of guy he is

and damn you think you might have harbored a little online crush from watching his pc building series because yuta is smart and funny and way way way cuter than what his instagram pics let on

you’re quite nervous when you enter his apartment physically after seeing it as a background to his videos so many times

he has an all rainbow neon setup on the most fancy desk you’ve ever seen and that’s when he mentions it’s very durable and you think why would that matter and then you’re like oh

you excitedly ask him about all the parts and that’s how it becomes obvious that you’ve become an avid watcher of his channel during the past week

“I can’t believe I met my cutest subscriber ;)”

anyways yuta is even hotter in real life than in his videos and he smells like green soap and you think that out of all the colors neon pink looks the best when reflected on his naked skin

taeyong

he drags his fingers through his dyed locks in frustration, the color he chose for this month being a dark purple

he doesn’t care if his professors say it’s not gonna be easy working around people with all the piercings and shaved eyebrow patches on his face; taeyong prefers working with machines only anyways

a truly gifted programmer as he is, it’s weird to see him so frustrated over the neon green letters on his pc screen.

“I just can’t figure out why I’m getting this error. I tried using try-catch blocks, a break clause to debug it but still nothing works”

you’d be fine with letting him figure it out in peace if there wasn’t one problem: taeyong has this habit of moaning a little when he’s concentrated

and you think taeyong is hot on a normal day but even more so when he’s oblivious to the way he’s pushing you into a deeper level of hell with every breathy sound that leaves his lips

“you’re too hot to be worrying over java”, you think and when he stares back at you with wide eyes you realize you’ve voiced your thoughts out loud

but he still gladly takes your offer to help him relax with your mouth

doyoung (cw: praise, bimbofication)

doyoung is a senior who pays for his gas by tutoring younger students

you met for the first time when you drunkenly had a very public makeout session during a frat party last winter but that is a story for another time

programming classes were fine for you but numeric analysis was where you drew the line

you remembered him telling you all about how he’s pretty good at math that night when you were too preoccupied thinking how to shove your tongue in his mouth so here he is now, in your small apartment, kissing his teeth

“no, no, we just talked about this. It’s simple linear propolation”, he groans while correcting your shabby numbers in red ink, stretching his arms to release the pent up frustration in his body

“how about you motivate me with something? that way I can learn more effectively?”, you suggest in your most innocent tone but Doyoung doesn’t buy it one bit, ordering you to sit on his lap while he dips his hand past the hem of your shorts

“you solve a problem and I keep playing with you. you make a mistake and I push one more finger in that canny mouth of yours”

and see, you’re conflicted because you’re not sure what you like hearing more from doyoung: him calling you his ‘smart pretty girl’ or his ‘dumb princess who only likes to be braindead around him’

jaehyun

you and jaehyun have always had a rivalry when it comes to who’s the best programmer between you two

he makes fun of your terrible identation and you make fun of his bad error handling practices

so you organize little hackathons at his place, because it’s exciting and you always end up enjoying your time there in more ways than one

you bet on who can hack the university’s official website faster, loser does whatever winner wants, and you’re about almost done when jaehyun smuggly asks you to refresh the page

it all looks normal and for a second you think he cheated to win time, but when you squint your eyes under your school’s logo you finally see it

“thank god you’re hot because you suck at coding <3”

with hot blood rushing to your ears you chase him all the way to his kitchen, throwing threats here and there of what you’re gonna do to him once you get your hands on him

you finally manage to entrap him between your body and the fridge, taking his glasses off his face while he holds his breath

with their thick frame and his MCU t-shirts he looks like your average IT geek strolling through the campus- yet you know that what’s hidden under it all is a whole different thing

and you like that only you get to see it

a little magnet from some trip to a european country pokes the skin of his neck but jaehyun’s undivided attention is on you, thinking that you might slap him any second now

he chokes on plain air when you map his stubbled jaw with your fingers instead, all the way through until you rest them over his lips

you push them through the rim of his mouth until he tastes your salty skin and in this moment of pure want he knows exactly what he wants the loser to do

jungwoo

you didn’t know jungwoo before your professor partnered you up together for your IoT elective course, but programming this small computer surely brought you together

and by that I’m talking about staring at each other way longer than necessary, leaving gentle touches while your hands accidentally brush when they want to gnaw at something more: basically an obvious attraction that you turn a blind eye to

you chose a quite simple project: using a raspberry pi to make a sensor that warns the user if their heartrate raises too high

but it just wouldn’t work. You tried running around your place, doing jumping jacks, even had jungwoo scare you but to no avail

tired and slaving away until the am, you offered jungwoo to crash on your couch, not wanting him to wander around so late

he gratefully accepts the towels you offered him for a quick shower, forgetting about the sensor, but when you see him exiting your bathroom it starts to beep with life

jungwoo emerges from the steamy room with wet blonde bangs kissing the apples of his cheeks. The hoodie jacket he came over with was now unzipped, revealing the defined lines and hard abs that he’s criminally hidden all this time. Remaining droplets of water run down the hollows where his muscles connect, his hipbones peaking from the sweatpants that hang dangerously low from his waist

you get up from your seat when he makes eye contact with you, not sure why but the sight surely deserves a standing ovation.

“I don’t know why the alarm went off all of a sudden”

jungwoo only smirks, slowly approaching you until you’re just a deep breath away from your chest touching his naked one

“I think it works just fine. What if I do this?”, he wonders as he lets the knuckles of his hand trail from your wrist up your arm until it stills right over your junction, applying soft pressure

and when he finally sucks your bottom lip in between his own you’re worried the sensor might break from beeping so hard

mark

mark is a college athlete, trying to balance an engineering major and vigorous hockey practices on his shoulders

he promised his microelectronics professor he will help out with equipment maintenance for extra credit

you’ve volunteered to help with maintenance as well, feeling a weird sense of comfort between the oscillators and broken chips you have to fix

and mark is always late to your sessions but you don’t mind bc he’s cute as a button

and you heard from jeno that he thinks you’re cute too which is GOOD

mark barges in late with wet hair straight from his after-practice shower and he fills the small room with the scent of watermelon shampoo

he apologizes and you heat up the soldering iron for him and that’s when you realize: mark has no idea how to work the machinery

he touches the hot metallic tip with the pad of his index and screeches in pain, you immediately run over to inspect the dumbly inficted wound

you tie it up with a bandage you had buried somewhere in your bag and he looks so cute with his big, watery eyes and wet hair that you just have to kiss it better

mark’s breath hitches in his throat when he feels his fingers so close to your plump lips, and he thinks that he wants to be burned by one more thing before he leaves this room

you teach him patiently how to fix all the broken parts while staying safe, yet he can’t possibly be patient when you lead his hands with yours and he can feel the swell of your breasts against his back

mark doesn’t only smell like watermelon, but tastes like it too

haechan

haechan is your partner in crime; no one can remember the last time they saw you without the other on campus

you spend so much time on the computer center of your building that when the supervisor asks you two to clean up the server room for a few extra bucks you say yes

you unplug a couple of coaxial cables to properly dust off the server and you start playing around with them: using them as whips and chasing each other

in your excitement you take a long red cable and loop it around haechan’s neck, tugging the edges until it chokes him slightly

what you didn’t expect was a deep, pretty moan to bouce against the walls, asking you in between ragged breaths to do it again

so you do, and he moans gutturally again, lust filling up his half lidded eyes in a way that almost makes you think he’d let you do whatever you want to him

but haechan’s not so easy to succumb to you, shoving your body against the metal box as he sucks on your jawline, the connectors around you bringing you even closer together

you tug on his makeshift collar once more, forcing him to look at you, and you warn him that you might accidentally mess something up on the server if you continue

“if it means I get to fuck you dumb against it then I couldn’t care less”

you smirk at his response and with a hand on top of his head you push him on his knees before you. he’s gonna have to earn it.

#not me romanticizing all the stinky boys in my major :) #nct 127 smut #nct smut #nct 127 fluff #nct 127 comeback #nct 127 teasers #nct 127 sticker #nct fluff #nct scenarios #nct imagines #mark lee #jung jaehyun #johnny suh #johnny seo #taeyong #doyoung #yuta #haechan #nct au #jungwoo #nct 127

[sadomas0chist]

perfect strangers

MINORS DNI // 18+

part one; part two; part three

genre: nsfw

pairings: jean kirschtein x female reader

word count: 2.6k

tags/warnings: penetrative sex, dom jean, fingering, praising kink, slight body worship, dirty talk, sneaky.

synopsis: your recent discovery makes you certain that you won't be able to control yourself around him and neither will he, hence you decide that it was time to make an agreement that was rather spicy.

a.n: hey babies! so i finally decided to turn this into a short series since some of you were intrigued with the idea of having a continuation for the previous part i wrote. i hope you like it, enjoy <3

“How was I supposed to know?!” I yelled as soon as Jean exited our apartment. I had put on a random t-shirt to follow Connie to his room, trying to convince him that I had no idea that I fucked his best friend.

“Y/n he literally told you his name is Jean and he was attending my party. You’re acting as you’ve never seen him before!” he scolded taking off his shirt and throwing it across his room.

“Oh for fuck’s sake Connie. The last time I saw Jean I was 16 and he didn’t look like that. He’s so fucking different now how was I supposed to know. And to be fair, he was studying abroad for I don’t know how many years, how was I supposed to know that he metamorphosed like that.” I motioned my arm out, my other hand resting on my hip.

He groaned, rubbing his temples before he looked back at me. “Look,” he spoke softly. “I don’t want to fight with you over this okay? You’re right, I should’ve told you that he was coming back. He graduated a year ago and was considering coming back to his hometown, here. Let’s just forget it all happened okay? It’s a simple misunderstanding.” I nodded, resting my head on his chest as he embraced me into a tight hug.

“Now go take a shower you reek of sex.” he snickered earning a punch on his arm. He winced rubbing his flesh, a proud smile setting on my face.

***

The week went by smoothly. I told Sasha and Hitch what happened and they both had different reactions. Hitch was gushing over the sex and Sasha on the other hand confessed that she forgot to mention that Jean was coming back to stay here. It’s okay though. We all passed it and I was working my ass off to finally graduate.

Connie was spending his days with Jean, which granted me a lot of peace and tranquility. At least, that’s what I thought.

I hadn’t spoken to Jean ever since we hooked up, figured that Connie already explained the whole situation and moved on.

Three knocks on my door broke my focus, a loud frustrated sigh leaving my lips. “What Connie!”

“Actually,” a voice on the other side of the door caught me off guard. “It’s Kirschtein. Can I come in?” A knot formed in my throat.

“Sure.” he turned the knob, slowly coming in. “Connie knows I’m here by the way.” I nodded, adjusting my seat.

“What’s up?” the tension was awkward. The tension shouldn’t even be present in the first place. But how could I not get aroused when he was wearing a black tank top showing off the tattoos on his sleeves with a pair of sweats. He looked effortlessly attractive.

“- and like I said it will never happen again. Y/n?”

“Huh? Oh yeah, yeah. Never happen again. I’m very sorry but I need to finish this assignment.” He chuckled and nodded leaving me alone with my thoughts. Did I just make him talk to himself because I was too busy checking him out?

I shook my head, assuming that whatever he said wasn’t worth my time. Time went by rather quickly and the assignment was done earlier than I expected. It was already ten pm, and I had promised the girls I was going to meet up with them for some drinks.

I picked my outfit and applied some makeup. Simple and effective. We were going to spend the night at Sasha’s so I didn’t make much effort to look hot.

The place was empty when I left and I assumed that Connie was helping Jean to rent an apartment for himself.

Sasha’s place wasn’t very far from mine. As a matter of fact, it only took me ten minutes to get there. Once I got there, the girls were already ordering pizza and picking out some movies to watch.

“Hey whores.” I greeted them, earning cheers from Hitch and Sasha. “Oh my god, Mikasa I missed you!” I rushed to the dark-haired girl who was sitting on the couch and engulfed her into a tight hug. I haven’t seen Mikasa since I moved with Connie. We used to live together, but after she and Eren got together, he wouldn’t leave her alone. So I figured it would be best if I left and lived with my brother.

“I missed you too! I looked for you everywhere at that party where were you?” she asked taking a sip of her soda. Hitch began coughing dramatically as Sasha giggled next to her. “Oh quit it.” I teased rolling my eyes.

I ended up telling her everything, her face displaying a plethora of expressions. “I mean, Jean did change I can’t argue with that. But didn’t he recognize you?”

I shrugged. “I changed too. Puberty hit me like a truck.”

“Cheers to that.” Hitch raised her cup. We laughed and talked for hours. I missed going out with them like that. Fortunately, college will be over soon and I’ll have some time for myself.

Movies were playing in the background but we paid them no mind. We ate our food and cleaned the living room, not wanting to bother Sasha with the cleaning since she was having Niccolo over tomorrow.

I glanced at the clock that was hanging above the door. I gathered my stuff and tucked them in my bag, drawing all of their eyes on me.

“Already? Come on stay longer!” Sasha whined. I smiled softly at her and shook my head.

“I can’t, I’ll see you guys soon.” I waved at them and walked out of the door.

***

“Connie! I’m ho- what are you still doing here?” I froze at the entrance, my keys still hanging from my index finger, my eyes fixated on him as he only stood in basketball shorts.

“What do you mean what am I still doing here. I moved in here remember?”

Silence. Nothing but intense and awkward silence. Moved in? Since when?

“I told you when I came into your room. Weren’t you listening to me?” I stared at him blankly, not able to explain how caught in thought I was when he came into my room. I was too busy checking him out to care about what he was trying to tell me.

“Why didn’t Connie tell me?” I closed the door and locked it slowly, my legs feeling weak, the idea of living with him and seeing him walking around like that making me weak. And extremely horny.

“He said he’d rather if I told you. You know, break the ice.” he shrugged and walked forward, his chest now a few inches apart from mine. “You changed a lot from what I remember.” he lowly said tucking my hair behind my ear.

“So did you,” I replied, staring at his lips. He licked his bottom lip and held my chin between his fingers, forcing me to maintain eye contact.

I was a sweating mess. I still couldn’t believe that this was Jean, the horse face. What kind of water did he drink, and how did he get so big? Look at those muscles-

A sudden feeling on my lips interrupted my chain of thoughts. I soon realized that he held my bottom lip between his brown ones. “Kiss me back y/n, I know you want to,” he whispered, his breath brushing up my face.

It didn’t take me long to pull him to me, crashing my lips on his. He was intoxicating in ways I couldn’t understand nor explain. I needed him close to me at the moment and I didn’t care why.

“Yo, Jean where did you my video game?!” Connie’s voice boomed from the hallway, forcing us apart. Realization slapped my face when I looked at him and saw his cocky smirk. I just kissed him, even though I promised myself I’d never do anything with him ever again.

“I’ll get it!” he yelled back, the same expression resting on his face, his back facing the hallway. “I’d apologize, but you pulled me back. Anyway, I’ll see around beautiful.” he winked and began walking towards Connie’s room, his back muscles flexing at his movements.

What am I doing with myself?

***

The atmosphere felt nice. I couldn’t sleep so instead I lied down on my bed and watched the stars from my window. I couldn’t stop thinking about what happened hours ago and how I had to sit with them and pretend as nothing happened.

Jean was certainly not the little boy he was years ago. He got more confident and a lot more handsome. He was fucking with me and I thought, why shouldn’t I fuck with him too?

After all, I know for sure he didn’t tell Connie anything. He’s too protective of me and if he knew, well let’s just say Jean would be moving out by tomorrow. He trusts him blindly and I honestly just think he doesn’t want me to hook up with him again because he’s just like him.

He likes to mess around. Not the type to stay in the morning after. But neither was I. I sighed and dragged my legs out of bed, my body following.

“Shit now I gotta pee,” I whined stomping slightly on the wooden floor. I ruffled my hair with my hand and slipped on my slippers. I was wearing Connie’s t-shirt, so it was long enough to hide my thighs.

I walked to the bathroom when suddenly a hand grabbed my arm and yanked me into the guest bedroom. My mouth was quick to be silenced by another hand as I was about to squeal.

My back collided with the wall, my hands pinned on each side of my head.

“Jean let me go.” I struggled to get out of his grasp but he kept grinning at me. “Sure.” He let go of his grasp.

I looked around to notice a towel on his bed. “I was going to take a shower but then I heard your footsteps, couldn’t let you get there before I did.” He walked away, throwing his towel over his shoulder.

“Is that all?” I cocked my eyebrow, crossing my arms. He looked me up and down before saying: “You tell me. Need anything else?”

I looked at him briefly, calculating my next move. “An agreement. Connie can’t know.”

“Fuck yeah.” he dropped his towel and stepped closer to me, holding my face with his hands as he crashed his lips on mine. I kissed him back instantly, my fingers finding their way through his hair.

His tongue slipped in, caressing mine. His hands went down my body to squeeze my ass, pulling me even closer to him. My hands traveled across his bare chest, going over his pecs and then gliding one hand down his abs, while the other sat on his shoulder.

We pulled apart, his arms going under my thighs to pull me up and sit me onto the mattress. He walked to the door, locking it before he looked back at me.

Jean crawled over my body, caging me between his arms. “Divine.” he smiled and sat up, his hands tugging at my top. I helped him take it off and threw it on his chair. I was nude underneath him. It wasn’t the first time, yet he still looked mesmerized.

He licked his lips, his fingers tracing my cunt before dipping into my entrance. I arched my back at the sudden intrusion, trying my best to remain quiet.

“I missed your little cunt.” he chuckled massaging my insides slowly. I gasped, my hand immediately covering my mouth.

He rubbed my bud with his thumb, his pace never changing. It was torturing and slow, but I knew we couldn’t make a lot of noise nor make lots of movements that could awake Connie. We had to go nice and easy.

My legs squirmed, the combination of playing my nipples and watching him touch like he does driving me to the edge. My eyes rolled to the back as he added a third finger, my walls clenching tightly around them as I felt myself orgasm around them. “Good girl.” he praised with a chuckle, removing his fingers from my opening.

“Suck your juices off come on.” he tapped my hand, motioning me to remove it and take his fingers in. I stuck my tongue out, his ling digits finding their way down my throat making me slightly gag. “I didn’t know you were such an obedient girl.” he cooed, as I sucked off my arousal.

Jean sat back up, removing his shorts along with his briefs, his erection slapping on my lower stomach. “As much as I’d love you to suck me,” he paused pumping his cock. “I have to say that I miss being inside you.” And with that, he slid all the way in, his mouth silencing my moans.

He stayed still for a while, his eyes staring into mine intensely, almost as if he was trying to tell me something. I nodded my head, his hips moving at my signal. His thrusts were slow and deep, going over every spot. I wrapped my arms around him, my forehead resting against his, as he breathed heavily.

“I want to fuck you dumb, but he’ll hear your moans.” he taunted rolling his hips, his tip almost hitting my cervix. “So good.” I whimpered, wrapping my legs around him, my heels digging into his lower back.

“Jean…” I was close and my legs were a shaking mess. “That’s right baby, say my name.” he breathed in my ear, slightly speeding up his thrusts. I bit onto his shoulder, my orgasm ripping through my body.

I tightened around him, his strokes getting sloppier. It came to my attention that he wasn’t wearing protection, and I wasn’t about to get adventurous like last time. “Jean… pull out…”

“Beg.” was his only reply to which I complied. “Please, anywhere, just not-“ He harshly pulled out, and instead of jerking himself on my stomach, he reached up to straddle my chest and stroked himself. “Open.”

I stuck my tongue out, his hand now replaced with mine as I jerked him off, ropes of cum shooting down my throat. “Such a good girl.” he chuckled, rubbing his hand over his face.

He got off me and pulled his hair back using both hands, his naked body walking around the bed to grab some tissues. He cleaned off my arousal and handed me some to clean the corners of my lips.

“If only you could see how messed up you look,” he smirked and threw me my t-shirt before grabbing his towel and sliding on his shorts.

I put on my top and got off his bed. I caught a glimpse of myself in the mirror and internally yelled at myself. I looked like a mess. My hair was tangled and my skin was all sweaty. Guess I have to take a shower too.

I looked over at Jean to see him staring at me with an amused look on his face. “What?” I cocked my eyebrow. He shrugged and smiled at me. “Connie and I are going out to get some lunch tomorrow. What’d you say?” he requested.

“I mean yeah sure. But Jean he can-“

“Can’t know alright.” he rolled his eyes. We stared at each other for a minute before I decided to leave his room.

As I made my way past him, his hand flew to cup my swollen cunt. “This belongs to me.”

#jean kirschtein fanfiction #jean x reader smut #jean x you #jean kirschtein smut #jean kirschtein imagine #jean kirschtein x reader #jean x reader #jean kirschtien #jean kirstein #jean smut #aot requests #aot x reader smut #aot x reader #aot fandom #aot smut #snk smut #snk imagines #snk fanfiction #aot fanfiction

[jadelynlace]

Babe what are some romantic everyday things ivar does for us?

Oh, buckle the fuck up.

Ivar is a sentimental man, he lives for the sappy romantic shit and once he finds someone who lets him do it, and doesn't make fun of him for it, and wants to receive it and does it back and--

You get my point.

We'll start with the seemingly small things, but my friends, these things add up.

He'll leave the coffee pot on if he's out of the house before you (and it does happen), so your coffee is warm when you wake up. Or, he'll make you a cup of tea, and put it in a thermos so it stays warm. Usually, he'll bring you coffee. If you're in the shower, if you're still in bed, if you're doing your makeup, he'll leave a mug of it (or whatever you're preferring), and kiss your head and give you your space.

He is a bit of a neat freak, so he's always putting your boots back by the door. Especially your work boots because sometimes you just fling the damn things off and relish in the fact that you're home. If he finds your pins on the floor (usually because the klutz will step on them), he'll set them in the bowl on your dresser.

Coffee to the station. He likes your uniform. Sometimes he'll bring food, just to watch Hvitserk whine. When you're pregnant and working in the back office as Lieutenant, he'll be extra sure to bring you food because "I want both of my babies to eat".

Good morning texts before you two are living together. And the ever loved, "Let me know when you make it home" texts. He's also sure to do the same, for you. When he was in the hospital, he would randomly text you on the rare occasions you weren't there, "I miss you" or "I'm thinking about you" or "My nurse is a real bitch" or "Look what I drew". You really love when he sends you a random photo of his drawing he's working on or even a random image of what he's doing. A selfie with a bored expression because Sigurd won't shut the fuck up. A short video of him shaking his head because the store is packed. Him chewing on a toothpick while he's walking home, him buying copious amounts of ice cream (yes, these are all pictures that his FC has done).

When you're in the shower, he'll stick your towel in the dryer to warm it up. And your clothes for once you're done.

He always, always, checks in to make sure you've eaten since you're known to get so busy that you forget (self insert there, oops). And, to make sure you've had water. And to not have that 5th cup of coffee or third energy drink (another self insert, double oops).

He'll get your flowers. But the poor guy had no clue how to arrange flowers, so here he is, calling his mom from his flat going "Ma, how do I arrange flowers in a vase to not look like a toddler just plucked them from a field?" and after Aslaug laughs, she explains. So, the goober drives over to your flat with his bouquet arranged in a vase (with the vase on his seat, buckled with the seatbelt and all), to give to you. He loves to see your face light up at that.

The little notes, and little drawings you find all over the house. Some in your pockets, some in your purse, sometimes they're in super random places. He'll stick them in your makeup pallets, so when you open them you see "Hey beautiful" or "I like the sparkly eyeshadow on you the best". Not to mention the one in the coat Hvitserk grabs for you when you're at the hospital that says "I want to hold your hand forever" while you think Ivar is dying on the operating table. There are comical ones like "I want to kiss your stupid face" or "I love your ass" (drawn in a heart). There are quick sketches of you two, or snarky words like "Murder is wrong" "Be good today, princess" (because he knows you hate being called that). "Cunt is not an acceptable name to call a patient (to their face)", "Poke Hvitserk in the side for me", "When you find this one, text me" and you happened to find that one in a really strange spot: tucked behind your driver's license in your wallet that you needed to take out because the new clerk at the liquor store ID'ed you.

Another favorite is when he sees something that makes him think of you. A coloring book for Phoenix about fire trucks, and you get the pictures back. Your favorite snack (and he always tries to buy a bag when he's out grocery shopping), things from the areas around tattoo conventions. He'll buy you pads, and tampons, he has no shame or fucks to give. He feels like a God.

Now, somewhat more romantic.

He will literally turn his phone off when he's out with you because the outside world doesn't matter when you're sitting across from him at a restaurant.

Weekends away, both before you two are out and afterward. Up to the cabin his family owns. To little Airbnbs he thinks you both might like. Spots where nothing else matters but time with you (and sex in front of the fireplace).

When you two are still secret, he’d send you take-away to your door, and he’d take his lunch when you received it, facetiming you so you two could have a mock lunch date (Ivar loves brunch & lunch dates). He also does this if he’s out of town, and if he’s in a different time zone, he does his best to accommodate that; even if he’s in Norway and there’s a large gap.

He tells you every day, and every moment he gets, that he loves you, that the world is a better place with you in it, and that you help him be a better person, and that he wants to be a better person because of you. And that you have a great ass. He is literally so in love with you that he doesn’t even bother to hide it anymore, calling you baby even if his brothers can hear. Calling you sweetheart. Holding your hand in public, if he’s driving, if you’re driving. His arm is around you if you two are out and seated at a restaurant, his head is in your lap if you’re watching a movie. Tangled together in bed. His head on your thigh while he plays math games on his phone (in bed), or holding you in his lap while he plays video games. Combing his fingers through your hair, or running his hands up and down your back to help you sleep, especially after a bad shift, or bad mental health day.

Ivar’s love languages are physical touch, acts of kindness, and quality time.

#Vikings #vikings au #vikings fiction #ivar #ivar au #modern ivar #modern ivar au #ivar x you #modern ivar x you #modern ivar x reader #ivar x reader #— a gun shot. ( answered ) #— hands so bloody tastes like honey. ( ink drinker vibes: ivar ) #— i am i am i am. ( my writings & creations )

[fearfully-fiction]

"One instinctive thing gets pointed out"- Alex Schroeder x Reader

word count:2049

warnings: fluff! language

Summary: "One specific thing you do instinctively in your relationship until someone points it out"

(gif not mine! again random sorry)

Going out on the road with your best friends was one of your favorite things. You all got to be together and it was one f the things that made you the happiest. The one thing you always missed was time with your boyfriend, just you and him.

You missed the simple things, like those lazy mornings, and comfortable nights just being with each other. Making him watch stupid videos with you, or making stupid videos of your own just for you.

Though there were times when you all got to be together and you cherished them more than anything. You were sitting in the RV with everyone, anxiously waiting for the next stop. You had been the one to choose this time and you were extremely excited. You wanted to take them somewhere that you hadn’t been to yet. You wanted to go to California. (it’s where I’m from, and I’m dying for them to come to check some stuff out. I had to make it Cali I’m sorry)

You were taking them to Preston Castle. It was an old reform school for young boys, you very anxious to take them there seeing as you had always longed to visit. You finally got the chance and you couldn’t be more thrilled. You had talked to Alex about the place multiple times, and so once he found out you knew he would probably tease you a bit later. It was the day of the packet read and you were getting more anxious as time moved forward. You didn’t know how they would feel about it, and it was always nerve-wracking when you let them read what you had put together. You always thought it may not be enough or it may not seem as creepy or cool to them as it seemed to you.

“So are you guys excited or nervous for the packet read?” you asked them all with a grin. “I’m usually terrified by the places you choose and so I’m actually super nervous about it,” Chelsea explained, and you just grinned at her. “Yeah really, you always put together a great packet,” Dakota complimented and you smiled gratefully at him, “Thanks Dakota,”

“I think it’s a bit creepy how you react when we read the packets you put together. It’s like you thrive from our fear,” Tanner explained and you laughed loudly. “What?!” you questioned. “It’s kind of true babe,” Alex said and you looked at him in surprise. “I’m not like that! I just get excited to see what you think about the place!” you explained yourself. “Sure,” Chelsea nodded.

“The sarcasm is much appreciated Chels,” you said and she chuckled.

“It’ll be fun, I promise you guys, and I don’t have anything terrible planned for you so that should be on the upside,” you shrugged and leaned back in your seat.

Alex sat next to you, and so you instinctively leaned toward him just a bit and he placed a kiss on your cheek. It was just something he was used to doing. You would lean toward him and he knew that you wanted a kiss. You didn’t have to say a thing and you barely realized you even did it. Neither of you really noticed it.

Chelsea smiled at the action, she had been noticing it more and more during the road trip. It was just something you naturally did. The first time she noticed it was the first day of the trip.

You had just picked her up and when you all settled into your seats she saw you casually lean closer to Alex and he would place a kiss on your cheek without a second thought.

The second time was at a location,

You were just about to go to sleep for the night and it was your turn to draw a sleeping arrangement. You were standing right next to Alex and so you leaned in and he reached down to kiss your head before you reached into the hat and found out where you were sleeping. And you had actually had luck that night and got the easiest one.

She shook her head thinking about the times she had seen you do that. She thought it was adorable, it was just something you did instinctively and didn’t even think twice about. It was just like breathing to you.

You knew there wasn’t going to be much to do in Ione, California and so you decided that it would be nice to just stop at the park. Stretch your legs and try to settle your nerves before the packet read.

“So, you guys. I know we usually have something extremely cool and fun to do before the packet read, but I thought it might be nice to go to the park. We can walk Maine Street too, get some ice cream and just piss around you know,” you said with a small smile. You were nervous about your idea, but you thought it might be nice to explore a bit, and just have some extra time to mess around with your friends.

They all looked at you and could tell that you were a bit nervous. You always got nervous when it came to proposing your ideas to the group. But they were usually always pretty good so they didn’t understand why.

“That sounds great to me,” Tanner said, and you smiled brightly. “I’d kill for some ice cream right now,” Chels spoke up and you let out an airy chuckle. “I just need to get out of this RV, I think I might die in here,” Dakota quipped and you nodded in agreement. “I just want to breathe fresh air again,” Alex added and you chuckled. “I’m glad you all like the idea!” you exclaimed.

“Now, I just can’t wait to get there,” Dakota said, “Me too! I’ve been dying to come to California,” you said and reached to hold your boyfriend’s hand. He squeezed it and smiled down at you. “I guess we can check it off our list now,” Tanner said. “We can,” you agreed.

You looked out the window and smiled at the sight of the park. “Are you guys ready?” you asked. “I’m more than ready,” Chelsea said. The RV came to a stop and you were the first to get up and out the door. You got out and stepped into the ray of sun, letting your head tilt back and a smile fall on your lips. You let out a sigh of relief at the natural warmth.

Alex stepped out and looked over at you, just admiring you for a few seconds. He made his way over to you and wrapped his arm around your waist. “Hey, Al,” you said and kept your smile as you looked up at him. “Hi babe,” he said and held you a bit tighter.

“So, what’s the plan?” Dakota asked. “Well, my plan wasn’t really anything except do whatever we wanted. So, you have freedom, be wise with it, and don’t forget we have to get ice cream in a little bit,” you said and pointed at them. They chuckled, “I'd never forget the ice cream," Tanner said and you laughed.

"I swear on my life if we don't get at least one picture I'll be so pissed." You said and shook your head.

"It's us, of course, we'll get pictures," Chelsea said and nudged you gently. “Good,” you nudged her back with a smile.

The first thing you spotted was a big tree and it was perfect for climbing. “I know exactly what I’m doing,” you said. “And what is that?” Alex asked. “I’m climbing that big ass tree,” you pointed at it and began your walk towards it. “Shit, not again. You know what happened last time, let’s not repeat that!” Alex called after you. “What happened last time?” Tanner asked. “She fell and literally almost passed out, you should’ve seen the bruise she had. It was insane,” Alex explained. They all began to walk faster, “C’mon (y/n), you don’t need to climb the tree,” Dakota said. “Yes, I do. It beat me last time and it won’t happen again. I’ll be fine I swear,” you said and held your camera out for one of them to take but none of them took it from you. They didn’t want you to climb that tree but you were going to. You sighed and set your camera on the ground before getting yourself ready. You were about to pull yourself up until you felt arms go around your waist to pull you away. “That’s not happening,” Alex said and you sighed heavily. “C’mon, it’ll be fine this time. I’ll be careful I promise,” you said as he set you down but kept his arms around you. You turned around to look at him, “No, babe. Really, now is not the time,” he said, and you looked up at him with sad eyes. “Alright, I won’t,” you said and leaned closer. He gently leaned down to place a kiss on your forehead.

The action almost Chelsea laugh, as she realized how often it occurred.

“How about we go get ice cream instead?” Alex offered an alternative. “Well if I can’t climb the tree we may as well get ice cream now,” you shrugged and went to grab your camera off of the grass. “Alright, let's go,” you said and walked to the small ice cream place you passed to get to the park.

Chelsea looped her arm through yours as you walked. “That lean is cute,” she said quietly and you looked at her in confusion. “What, what lean?” you asked with furrowed brows. “You know when you lean closer to Alex and he kisses you,” she explains. “What?” you ask. “You’ll be sitting next to him and just lean over while looking at your phone and he’ll just kiss your cheek. Do you not even realize you do that?” She asked with surprise. “I didn’t realize that. I mean I know it happens but I don’t pay much mind to it when I do it. I just do it I guess,” you say and smile shyly. “That is so freaking cute,” she said and squeezed your arm. “What’s cute?” Alex asked as he walked alongside you two. “When she leans in and you kiss her cheek. It’s adorable, she doesn’t even think about it, it’s just like a natural thing to do,” she told Alex what she was talking about. “Oh that, yeah I don’t really think twice about it,” he shrugged his shoulders.

“You guys are adorable, seriously,” she said and you blushed softly.

“What are you guys even talking about, you’re so slow,” Dakota had stopped and looked behind him at you all. “It’s nothing,” Chelsea waved it off, but Tanner looked at her, not believing anything she said.

“Sure,” he said, “But seriously hurry up, I want my ice cream,” He said and turned back around to walk into the small shop. Chelsea walked in the door that was being held by Tanner, and you did next, thanking him as you passed by.

When you got to the front of the line to order you looked down at all the options and smiled immediately when you saw your favorite flavor. You explained what you wanted and Alex did the same. You got your ice cream and smiled.

You all decided to go back to the park and sit at one of the benches, “You know, this sun is making it melt way too fucking fast,” Dakota complained and you chuckled. “That’s California,” you said and smiled over at him. You felt someone looking at you and so you looked over to see your boyfriend smiling at you. You once again instinctively leaned over and he placed a kiss on your head, you shut your eyes happily and let yourself lean against him. His arm was wrapped around your shoulder and it made you hum in contentment, Chelsea grinned over at you and shook her head. “That lean is so cute,” she mumbled to herself and chuckled softly without anyone noticing. You grinned over at her, and she just smiled back.

Some things were just too pure to point out more than once.

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Some Kind of Way (My Hero Academia)

ShinDeku AU

Summary: Shinsou begins to realize he may have feelings for Deku, and it makes him act so out of the ordinary that his crush decides the best way to help him relax is the very thing that kickstarted his feelings in the first place.

A/N: I am so unbelievably excited to finally share this with you! This one has been waiting in the wings for quite a while! Welcome to the first fic in my official ShinDeku AU! This story takes place after the events of "Say Mercy" and creates an entirely new storyline. While these two remain good friends in the Primary Universe, in this AU, things go a little differently.

I will admit this is pretty self-indulgent, but I know I'll want to keep writing for these boys, and what better excuse than to create an alternate reality in which they get together? Cute boyfriends and lots of tickling - what more could you want? I hope you enjoy! <3 <3

Word Count: 2,275

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Midoriya: Video games at my place! Kaminari and Todoroki are coming – do you wanna join??

Shinsou stared at his phone screen for so long it went dark on him three times. He’d nearly forgotten that at some point he and Deku had exchanged numbers. Their spring break had just started; today was Monday, which meant that Deku’s mom was probably at work right now, as it was just after ten in the morning.

It really shouldn’t have been this hard to reply to a text. Yet here he sat, struggling to do just that.

It’s video games, Shinsou berated himself. You’ve played video games with him before. That’s what you were doing the last time you hung out. Just answer his text!

Shinsou: Yes. I don’t know where you live, though.

Midoriya: I’ll send you the details! Can’t wait!! :D

Shinsou set his phone aside, heart racing. This is ridiculous. What’s happening to me? He rubbed his eyes tiredly, his mind flashing back to the last time he’d hung out with Deku. They’d gotten into a tickle fight, which he’d ultimately won, but there had been a…a moment. When he’d pinned Deku for the last time and ordered him to beg for mercy. The way Deku had screamed the word over and over through hysterical fits of laughter…

He swallowed. It had been so satisfying, but more than that, it had been…cute. No, adorable. Completely, utterly adorable. Deku was adorable. And for the first time, Shinsou was noticing.

He tried not to think about it as he gathered up his things and walked out the door, heading to the destination the green-haired boy had provided him with.

*

Seeing him in person was so much worse.

Deku opened up the door with a bright smile and an invitation to come inside. It was the first time Shinsou had seen him without his school uniform or hero costume on. He wore a bright yellow All Might t-shirt and blue shorts, and he was barefoot. Shinsou awkwardly took his own shoes off in the entryway and followed him into the small living room, where Todoroki was already seated on the floor.

The icy-hot hero raised a hand in greeting. Shinsou nodded at him, then took a seat as well.

“Kaminari should be here any minute,” Deku said, pulling out his phone to check for a text from the blonde. “It’s so cool to finally have friends over at my place! Make yourselves at home. We’ve got juice and soda in the fridge if you want some, and later we can have lunch together, too.” Deku smiled so brightly it lit up the whole block. “Plus I’ll get to introduce you to a racing game that’s not Mario Kart for once!”

Shinsou couldn’t take his eyes off of him. He found himself noticing things more and more. The particular shade of green that his eyes were. The spattering of freckles across his face and arms. How scarred his right arm was. How muscular he was despite his smaller stature. Shinsou noticed all of it, and it made his heart beat faster and faster. Crap, crap, crap, he thought frantically. I…I’ve got a—

Someone knocked on the door, Deku hurried to answer it, and the spell was broken. Shinsou blinked several times. Seriously, what was happening to him?

“Heyyy, it’s my man Shinsou!” Kaminari greeted enthusiastically, slapping him on the back. “And Todoroki, of course. Ready to lose some video games?”

Shinsou let out a sigh of relief, then smirked up at him. “The joke’s on you, Kaminari. Midoriya says we’re not playing Mario Kart.”

“Dude, what?” Kaminari whipped around to face Deku. It was so much easier to look at him with Kaminari in the room as well. “You can’t take my crown away like that!”

Deku grinned. “I’m introducing you to a different racing game. Kacchan and I play it sometimes – Team Sonic Racing!”

“Sonic has a racing game?” Kaminari asked, then hummed. “Well, he is a speedy little guy. I guess it makes sense.”

“Team racing?” Todoroki asked. “What does that mean?”

Deku lit up at the question, then launched into a long, rambling explanation of all the ways it differed from Mario Kart, and why it was superior, as well. After a little while they finally got to the actual playing part of it, and before they knew it, the morning hours were long gone.

*

Getting lost in the world of Team Sonic Racing did wonders for Shinsou’s mind. He was able to focus on something that wasn’t Deku, for once – even if Deku’s character of choice did cause him a lot of trouble during the races. It gave him a chance to calm down, clear his head, and get back to his normal self. At least, until a couple of hours later when it was lunchtime.

Kaminari had announced early on that he had lunch plans with some others from their class, so it was expected that he’d leave after a couple of hours. But it was a surprise to both Shinsou and Deku when Todoroki announced he was also leaving.

“My apologies,” he said, “but I got a text from my sister that asked me to meet her downtown for lunch with her and my brother. I’m…trying to get back in touch with them, as it were. I can’t really do that while I’m at the dorms.”

“That’s okay,” Deku said, sounding sincere. “I understand. Go have fun with your family.” Then he turned to Shinsou. “Do you want to stay, or do you have somewhere to be?”

Shinsou’s heart was racing again. He was about to be alone with Midoriya again.

“I…I can stay,” he said, nodding. “If that’s all right with you.”

“Of course!”

After bidding farewell to their other friends, Deku led Shinsou back into the kitchen and opened up the fridge, pulling out various things they could use to make sandwiches. Shinsou got the bread out of the pantry (after struggling for a few moments to even find the pantry), and soon they were both at work making lunch for themselves.

“How’s your spring break so far?” Deku asked.

“It’s…fine,” Shinsou murmured. He didn’t really have anything exciting to report on. “You?”

“Great! I kind of took it easy this weekend because All Might insisted I actually rest, but we trained together this morning before I invited you over for video games. We’ll train again tomorrow, too.”

Shinsou glanced at him. “It’s spring break.”

“I know, but I don’t want to stop training. I’ve got to work as hard as I can to get even stronger.”

“Rest is important, too, you know.”

Deku smiled. “You sound just like everyone else.”

“Because we’re right.”

“I’m resting more than I’m training this week. Don’t worry, Shinsou. I won’t burn myself out.”

Shinsou nodded. “Good.”

“So,” Deku continued, expertly changing the topic as he finished up his sandwich, “want to play some more after lunch? Or we could watch a movie or something instead. What do you want to do?”

“Um…” Shinsou hesitated. Again that image of Deku laughing and begging entered his mind. He shoved it away. “I…I don’t know. Midoriya,” he added quickly, before he lost his nerve, “why do you want to hang out with me so much?”

Deku went silent for a moment. “Because you’re my friend? And you’re really cool! I think it’s so awesome that you want to join the hero course, and your quirk is so useful, especially with that voice changer thing you have now, and—”

“Useful?” Shinsou turned to look at him, surprised. “No one’s ever called my quirk useful before.”

“Then no one’s really known you before,” Deku replied confidently, taking his first bite of his lunch. “Mmm, this is good! What’d you make?”

Shinsou glanced down at his half-finished sandwich and reached for some lunch meat. “To be determined.”

*

When they’d finished eating and cleaned up the kitchen, Shinsou and Deku went back into the living room, where Team Sonic Racing sat waiting for them on the screen, should they continue to play it.

“Are you okay, Shinsou?” Deku asked, his voice gentler now. “You seem bothered about something.”

Dear god, was he really so easy to read? Shinsou cleared his throat. “No, I’m fine. I’m just…” He searched for the words. How could he explain to Deku that he was pretty sure he had a crush…on Deku? “I’m just…I don’t know. Fine.”

“You know, if you’re not up for video games anymore, we could play a different game,” Deku said. Shinsou glanced up at him, hearing the teasing tone in his voice, and his eyes widened when he saw the green-haired boy wiggling his fingers and smiling wide.

Instant. Blush.

“Uh, I-I mean…I mean, i-if you…want to, then…” Shinsou stammered, hating every word he tripped over. It had never been difficult for him to speak to Midoriya before. Why was it suddenly the hardest thing he’d ever done?

“Actually, maybe we shouldn’t have a tickle fight,” Deku announced even as he lunged for Shinsou and tackled him to the floor. “Maybe I should just tickle you! You really need to relax, Shinsou. You act like I’m about to bite you or something.”

“I d-dohohohohon’t – I cahahahahan’t help it!” he giggled, the light pinches along his sides and ribs enough to help him loosen up a little, but not enough to really make him panic just yet. He fell onto his back on the floor, letting Deku tickle all over his torso, drawing giggle after much-needed giggle out of him.

“You don’t have to be nervous around me,” Deku continued, oblivious to Shinsou’s struggle. “We’re friends! If you want to talk about something, I’m happy to listen.”

Crap, crap, crap! Shinsou brought his hands up to cover his face, growing really, truly flustered now. “I’m sohohohohohohorry, I cahahahahan’t – I cahahahaHAHAHAHAN’T!! NAHAHAHAHAHA!!” The violet-haired boy shot his arms down to try and shove Deku away when he reached his hips, squeezing with a wicked smirk on his face. “AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA NOHOHOHOHO!! MIDORYA!!”

“Relax, Shinsou~” Deku teased, swinging a leg over to straddle his friend and pin him more firmly in place, still squeezing his hips. “Sometimes it’s best to just laugh it all out, right?”

“AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!! GOD, MIHIHIHIHIDORIYA!! NOT THEHEHEHEHERE!!” Shinsou cackled, twisting and writhing on the ground. “YOU KNOHOHOHOHOHOW IT’S BAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAD THEHEHEHERE!!”

“Why do you think I’m tickling you there?” Deku laughed, too, finding his hip bones and pressing in deeply. “Tickle, tickle, tickle~”

“DOHOHOHOHOHOHOHON’T!!” Shinsou cried, flustered and embarrassed but also having a lot of fun despite himself. He let out a loud shriek and kicked his legs when Deku focused on that one spot that drove him absolutely crazy. “NAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!! MIDORIYAHAHAHAHA!!”

Deku chuckled. “Feeling better? Feeling relaxed yet, Shinsou?”

Shinsou squealed, prying his eyes open just enough to see Deku’s huge smile, his bright eyes, his looming form over him, and the boy from 1-C simply could not take it anymore. “PLEHEHEHEASE!! STAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAP IT!! MIDORIYA, PLEHEHEHEHEASE!! MERCY!! MERCY MERCY MERCYEHEHEHEHEHEHEHE!!”

Deku stopped, but didn’t climb off of him. Shinsou gasped for breath and looked up at him, still giggling, surprised to see a tiny blush on the boy’s freckled cheeks. He blinked a few times. “M-Midoriya?”

“I…I’m s-sorry, I, uh…” Deku stammered, blinking as well. His cheeks got even pinker. “Oh! I’ll let you go—”

Shinsou reached up faster than either of them could think and grabbed onto Deku’s arms, stopping him from climbing off just yet. He forced himself to make eye contact with the smaller boy, and when he did, what he saw there gave him the encouragement he needed to finally get this off of his chest.

“Midoriya,” he said quietly, “I think I need to tell you something.”

Deku swallowed. He suddenly seemed nervous, too. “Y-Yeah?”

Shinsou’s heart was pounding against his ribcage. “I…I kind of…like you. Like…you know. That way.”

Deku let out a little gasp in response, but he never broke eye contact. His cheeks went from pink to red. “I…I t-think I like you, too, Shinsou…”

“Really?”

“Yeah.”

Shinsou finally moved to sit up, wrapping an arm around Deku’s back to keep him from falling over as he did so, and when he was upright again the two of them were face-to-face. Shinsou’s eyes flicked all over Deku’s blushing features, from his shining eyes down to his lips and back up again. Then he brought his free hand up to scribble against the smaller boy’s side.

Deku immediately smiled wide, giggling slightly, and Shinsou’s suspicions were confirmed. “Ugh, you’re adorable,” he muttered, pulling him into a bear hug and burying his face in his shoulder. “You know that? Adorable, Midoriya.”

“I-I think you’re cute, too,” Deku stammered, sounding incredibly flustered.

“Only cute?” Shinsou teased, digging his fingertips into the boy’s ribs, feeling him jolt in his arms but holding him tightly all the same. “Wow, and after I just poured my heart out to you.”

“Ahahahahaha nohohohohohoho! I’m sohohohohohorry!” Deku squealed, giggling and squirming but unable to go anywhere or protect himself. He tossed his head back and laughed freely. “You’re adohohohohohorable, too! Plehehehehehease, Shinsou!”

“Too late, Midoriya,” Shinsou replied, grinning into his shoulder, feeling more confident now. He slid one tickling hand down to Deku’s hip and laughed with him when he spasmed so hard they both fell to the floor. “You said I was just cute. Now you’ll have to face the wrath of the tickle monster!”

“Nohohohohohohohoho!” Deku cried, giggling hysterically, but it was obvious to both of them that he didn’t really want any of this to stop, and neither did Shinsou.

So it didn’t.

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hello bestie! can i request an imagine where you're friends with george and you're both having a sleepover and he suddenly wakes up from a nightmare so u comfort him and he says "i thought u were leaving me" so he needs to explain his feelings the next morning cuz u guys never talked about it and end up kissing? thank u soo much 💓

*ben shapiro voice* let’s say hypothetically there are hs reunions in the UK. also just pretend that George and the reader had the same status as the guys from the Inbetweeners. 

𝐒𝐖𝐄𝐄𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐒. ♡ 𝐠𝐞𝐨𝐫𝐠𝐞𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐟𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝

warnings: none :)

It felt strange to be sleeping in George’s childhood bedroom again. Honestly, the last thing you were expecting for this weekend was a road trip home and having to face your high school class again. It’d been a struggle for you and George to convince each other to go, finally deciding that it would be better to go together than to suffer alone. 

Since you’d moved in next door after turning eight, you and George had been inseparable. From dances to sports to first kiss experimentation, you and George were glued to the hip. Most of your graduating class had associated the two of you together so much that if you were sick, they couldn’t even remember George’s name and vice versa. 

So there you were, fingers curling into George’s sheets as you stared up at a poster from some video game you fondly remembered him fanboying over years prior. Your mom had moved away, which is why the two of you were sharing body heat like you were fourteen again. You honestly didn’t mind, it was almost comforting in a way. 

George stirred beside you, his face twisting into a furrow at whatever he was dreaming. You rolled to your side, watching him seemingly debate something in his head. As his fingers fisted the covers, you realized he was having a nightmare. 

You inched down to his level, slipping your hand into his free one, and whispering his name softly to draw him from his turmoil. His hand wrapped tighter around yours as his eyes fluttered slightly with a groan. He sighed, pressing the back of your hand to his cheek lazily. 

You wet your lips. “Sorry, I thought you were having a nightmare,” you muttered quietly, trying not to wake the rest of the members in the house. 

He smiled softly. “I was, thanks,” he matched your tone. 

You brushed your thumb against his hand, the warmth of his breath on your skin sending a slight blush to your cheeks. “Do you wanna talk about it?” You offered. The darkness of the room was only cut by what could get through his curtains, making his face look almost younger and unidentifiable. Your mind flashed to when the two of you used to stay up for the awful marathons of made-for-tv horror flicks. 

You could almost taste the candy that you’d taken from your siblings, sharing with George as the two of you spread out to commandeer his living room. You’d always make ridiculous forts if you hosted, taking up most of the lower floor of your house. When it was his turn, his mother always ordered a bunch of food for the two of you to get sick on as you stayed up until the early morning hours when his dad would start getting ready for work. 

George sighed again, leaning further against your touch and allowing his eyes to drift shut, his long eyelashes tickling your skin. “I thought you were leaving me, my love,” he whispered, barely audible enough for you to hear. 

You furrowed your brows. Before you could ask him what he meant, he was already dozing off again, leaving you to plunder what he’d meant for the rest of the night. 

You stood in the kitchen, nursing a cup of tea as his mom bustled around, getting ready to leave for work. Since you and George had gotten in later the previous night, this was the first time you were getting to see her since Christmas, so she invested heavily in what you were up to back home and how your mother was. George finally strolled into the kitchen, pouring himself a cup as well as he stood behind you, the pair of you watching his mother zip around like a little bee before wishing you both luck at your reunion. 

George yawned beside you, leaning against the counter. You turned your head to him. “Can we talk about your nightmare?” You asked almost blatantly. 

His eyebrows perked up. “Yeah, what about it?” 

You chewed the inside of your cheek. “What did you mean, I thought you were leaving me?” You questioned, wasting no time pussyfooting around the topic. Pink rushed to the tips of his ears as he chuckled lightly. 

The same look was plastered on his face when you told him he was taking you to prom and that you’d tell his mom if he backed out. 

He kicked the ground with the end of his slipper. “I don’t know…” he sighed. “I had a dream that you were hooking up with one of my friends or something I guess…” he mumbled. 

You scoffed. “And what would be the harm in that?” You hoped to pull out his confession. You knew he liked you. In fact, you had known since the two of you were sitting in a math class when you were sixteen and George always blushed heavily when someone would joke about the two of you dating. 

You’d previously thought he knew you were in love with him as well, and that’s why he’d never denied any of your classmates’ accusations. 

“Well, I like you… I know it’s weird because we’ve known each other for so long, but I think I’ve always been into you and-” you cut off his rambling almost instinctively, grabbing the front of his hoodie and tugging him down to your height. 

A breath was passed between the two of you before you pressed your lips to his, bringing back the feeling of giddiness that used to spark within you at the mention of his name and the love that it’d blossomed into. The taste of mint and tea blurred with your chapstick as his hands wrapped around your waist and pulled you closer to his body. 

That night, the two of you would show up hand and hand, predictably according to your classmate’s standards. 

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SFW Alphabet|| Megumi Fushiguro

A/N: Uhhhh I’m back on my bullshit >:) it’s missing Fushiguro hours folks.

Word Count: 2050

A: Affection (How affectionate are they? How do they show affection?)

(If you want some more in depth affection headcanons click here)

Fushiguro is someone who isn’t big on pda but makes up for it in private. In public, he’ll hold your hand but in private he’s laying i your lap while you massage his scalp. Basically, he’s a big softie that just represses his urge to cuddle until he’s alone with you.

B: Best Friend (What would they be like as a best friend? How would the friendship start?)

Best friend Megumi is literally the president of the Y/N defense squad. If anyone has a problem with you, they have a problem with him. Of course, you have to rein him in sometimes and remind him you can fight your own battles, but just know he’s lookin out for you.

C: Cuddles (Do they like to cuddle? How would they cuddle?)

Fushiguro loves to cuddle, but he will repress the urge to do so for as long as possible. Because of that, he doesn’t let you go, preferring to cling to you throughout the night. His cuddles are always deceptively loose too. His arms give you just enough wiggle room but the second you try to get up, it’s like fighting two pythons.

D: Domestic (Do they want to settle down? How are they at cooking and cleaning?)

I don’t think he ever really planned on settling down, Megumi figured that he’d die long before he ever got the chance to settle down. Everyday is pretty much a new experience in terms of domesticity for him, he doesn’t have plans for the future, but as long as you’re with him, he’ll be happy.

E: Ending (If they had to break up with their partner, how would they do it?)

If he ever had to break up with someone, he’d probably ask for help on how to do so. The first person he’d ask (regrettably) would be Gojo who’d tell Megumi to just ghost the person. After asking around some more, he figured Kugisaki’s approach of getting it over with as bluntly as possible (although less mean) was the best option.

F: Fiance(e) (How would they feel about commitment? How quick would they want to get married?)

Megumi isn’t really the type for wedding ceremonies. He’s all about commitment (even though working up to marriage for him is longer than most) but he’s not a fan of being the center of attention, so a wedding ceremony/reception wouldn’t be his thing. If you wanted a ceremony, he’d be willing to compromise somewhat but otherwise, he’s perfectly fine with just going to the courthouse.

G: Gentle (How gentle are they, both physically and emotionally?)

He’s kind of rough around the edges. In private, he can be the sweetest, most tender soul, but in public he’ll put 7 yards of distance between you both if you try to hug him. Basically, he’s very shy, so anything that’ll draw too much attention is a no go (he isn’t opposed to linking pinkies though).

H: Hugs( Do they like hugs? How often do they do it? What are their hugs like?

At first Megumi really only hugged you when he was missing you, sad, or tired. Over time though, he got better at becoming more open with his affection and he’ll hug you whenever he feels the urge to. Despite that though, his hugs still have an undercurrent of desperation in them. He holds on just as tight each time like he’s afraid you’ll disappear.

I: I love you (How fast do they say the L-word)

He’s operating on a very strict ‘If you don’t say it, I won’t’ policy and as such this man will not say a single thing to you unless prompted. He knows deep down that he loves you and that you set off butterflies in his stomach every time you smile, but he never really thought to verbalize that until you say ‘I love you’ first.

J: Jealousy (How jealous do they get? What do they do when they’re jealous)

Megumi doesn’t get jealous, he’s fought side by side with you and he knows you’re more than capable of fending off any unwanted suitors. Megumi put a lot of trust into you by already being in a relationship so to him, it makes no sense to be jealous over you. That all being said, he’s not above the occasional side eye if someone’s getting a little too buddy buddy.

K: Kisses (What are their kisses like? Where do they like to kiss you? Where do they like to be kissed?)

On a normal day, his kisses are so natural, he’s so slow and the pressure is just enough to have you thinking you’ve got all the time in the world. In near death/ post-near death circumstances, he’s a little more feral. When he kisses you like that, it feels like it’s the end of the world and he’s trying to make the most of it.

L: Little ones (How are they around children)

Fushiguro isn’t good with kids that aren’t old enough to communicate. Older kids are fine with him, but guessing what a baby needs based on how loud it’s crying? Hard pass for him and he doesn’t even feel bad about it. The last time he had to watch a baby, he tried to leave one of his shikigami to watch it; long  story short, he had to explain to a cackling Gojo why his demon dogs wouldn’t let him leave to go to the bathroom.

M: Morning (How are mornings spent with them?)

Mornings with Fushiguro are pretty rare. Most of the time you guys don’t really get to sleep in or even spend mornings together since most of the time there’s missions or trainings you’ll have to go to. When you do get the rare morning off, Fushiguro makes the most of it. He sleeps in and doesn’t wake up before 10 no matter what you try. When he does finally wake up, he loves cooking breakfast with you, he’s not the best cook, but he treasures the experience over anything.

N: Night (How are nights spent with them?)

Nights with Megumi are also rare as most curses come out at night and that’s kinda your guys’ job. If all goes well though, you’ll both come back a little earlier and just go straight to sleep. If it’s a late night where the curse took more out of either of you than expected, yall usually stay up and talk and snack until one of you falls asleep or the sun comes up.

O: Open (When would they start revealing things about themselves? Do they say everything at once or wait a while to reveal things slowly?)

It takes him an extremely long time to open up to you about his past. Not because he doesn’t trust you, but because he’s embarrassed and doesn’t want you to think less of him for it (especially during his problem child era). To be honest, you probably find out about certain things from other people. Once he’s cornered confronted, he’ll be completely (albeit a bit grudgingly) honest about it.

P: Patience (How easily angered are they?)

His anger is kind of weird, whereas before, he was a lot quicker to explode, bluntly telling off or even fighting whoever pissed him off, he’s changed. He tries his best to repress his emotions and as such, he comes off as patient, never expressing his true feelings/desires until pushed to the brink. 

Q: Quizzes (How much would they remember about you?  Do they remember every little detail you mention in passing, or do they kind of forget everything?)

He’s the king of remembering details you mention in passing. His love language is partially acts of service so for him, remembering details about you helps him later. Oh remember that one time you needed a pen/pencil but didn’t have one? Never again, this man has a section of his shadows dedicated solely to pencils because of you. Oh what’s that, you like this random song? Guess what just got added to the playlist he made for you. Basically, while he may not look like it, he’s actually a simp and so if he can make your life easier/ make you happy, it’s worth it.

R: Remember (What is their favorite moment in your relationship?)

So Megumi is someone who doesn’t play video games but is really good at them for no reason. One day, you’re playing a game of smash bros. and he’s just kicking your ass, like it was sad. Needless to say, after his 4th win, he “accidently” pressed the wrong button and let you win. He thinks you don’t know he did this but when you won, you kissed him and completely flustered him, to the point that he couldn’t play for a solid 5 minutes. 

S: Security (How protective are they? How would they like to be protected?)

Despite knowing and trusting that you can defend yourself, he’s still super protective of you. You’re one of the few people that he cares about in the world and he’d give everything to see you safe and protected. As for how he’d like to be protected, knock some sense into him every once in a while. He has a habit of self sacrificing so if you want to protect him, remind him that you want to keep him alive as much as he wants to keep you alive.

T: Try (How much effort would they put into dates, anniversaries, gifts, everyday tasks?)

On the outside, his dates are very simple. They usually consist of you and him either staying in or just hanging out at stores and the like. Every once in a while, he’ll try to take you somewhere special, like a cove he found or a festival. For most people, these may be simple dates, but Fushiguro puts so much effort into so may aspects of your dates that honestly, anything bigger would lose the personal touch your dates have.

U: Ugly (What are some bad habits of theirs? (I’m gonna add arguments here because they aren’t on the prompt list I found))

One of his worst habits is his self-sacrificing tendencies. Even during a baseball game, he can’t help but sacrifice himself (especially if it means his friends/ you get to get the glory). With time though, he grows out of this and realizes it’s not selfish to want the best for yourself.

V: Vanity (How concerned are they with their looks?)

He’s giving “I woke up like this” and it’s... it’s something. One might think the style is intentional since obviously, the look could only be achieved with gel, and to an extent, it is intentional. He might use gel to spike it a little more but the man legit rolls out of bed and chooses to leave his hair up like that.

W: Whole (Would they feel incomplete without you?)

No, as much as he loves you, Fushiguro is an introvert. He needs time to just be by himself and unwind every once in a while, so he’s got no complaints if you leave him to his own devices or have to be gone for a long time.

X: (E)xes (Any previous relationship experience. How does that factor into your current relationship?)

Megumi has negative zero relationship experience. He’s never found someone that was worth the risk/ worth opening up to, hell, he just barely got friends when he entered high school. Because of this, every part of your relationship is like navigating uncharted waters.

Y: Yuck (What are some things they wouldn’t like, either in general or in a partner)

He’s less someone to dislike a specific thing/ personality trait, and more someone who doesn’t like different people for different reasons, ex. Todo and Mai. If he had to pick a single trait, it’d probably have to be hypocriticism.

Z: Zzz (What is a sleep habit of theirs?)

He is someone who will fall asleep spread eagle one night and the next be huddled into a tiny little section of the bed. Mercy on you if you try to cuddle because now you’re wrapped up into his unconscious acrobatic routine.

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