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yandere-sins · 1 year

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Dorm!Darling Series - Octavinelle

It‘s been a hot minute with this project I’ll admit. I got so frustrated writing Savanaclaw and Octavinelle that I temporarily lost interest in it, but I recently got my act together and I hope you guys will like Octa ♥ I know the correct order would be Savanaclaw first but shhh let’s not talk about that yet lol

Being Octavinelle’s darling looks like…

♡ Like most dorms, Octavinelle has the open secret that—for the right price—anyone can visit a very special dweller in the VIP section of the Mostro Lounge. Saying the right words to the waiters who smirk and grin at yet another unfortunate soul searching for the dorm's siren will prompt them to open up a path behind previously double-locked doors, down dark staircases and hallways where all they hear are their own footsteps and the mellow tunes of jazz in the distance. But just before anyone can push aside the heavy red curtains containing the most precious pearl of the sea behind them, they'll be shoved into a small, musty room to sign away what little they have to their name. You'd be surprised how easy it is for those people to accept the harsh conditions of the contract when the treasure is so close.

♡ Said treasure, however, is sadly just as trapped as they are. Only when they lay eyes on you do they realize the mistake they made, but at this point, it's already too late. You sure are a sight for sore eyes, lolling on your little pearl bed in the center of the room. Your stage constantly rotates to allow every eye in the room to see you for the wonder you are. You're like a treasure clothed in even more treasures, from gold to pearls to satin. Lights shine down at you, your skin glowing and sparkling as you are put up for a show. But with the chains around your wrists and ankles keeping you in place, there's not much to be happy about as you are forced to remain seen, even if you wish you could disappear. Not many can afford the luxury of being in the presence of the Octavinelle darling, but it's not like you have any gain from yet another awe-struck admirer gaping at you as they never reach out to help. To them, for a horrendous price and only throughout the day, you are an unreachable treasure they can never touch. And so, no one helps you escape from this place, treating you less as a person and more as an exhibition.

♡ Azul's contract naturally includes a non-disclosure about what he's doing to another person in the basement of his establishment. Still, no matter the amount of security he puts up, he can only sigh as he watches patrons getting a little too close to you for his taste. Any distance is too close to you, and he hates that they look at you in such distasteful manners. There was a time he kept you all to himself, believing that as long as he had you, no insecurity nor bully could harm him. You grounded him in even the most stressful of times, and he wishes for these times—and especially you—to come back to him. Even now, he's occasionally overcome by the desire to pull you in his lap, cuddle you and encase you in his arms to replace the many tentacles he'd like to wrap around your body so he can keep you all to himself while he tastes and explores you. However, he's always humbled fairly quickly by his own dorm and thus agrees to hand you over to the benefit of everyone, no matter how much Azul hates you looking at anyone but him. Even so, he's the brain behind the operation, making sure you lack nothing in life, going out of his way to procure you the best of the best, whether it be clothes, food, or other things you might need. No skincare is too expensive, and Azul has procured you a room full of outfits from Pomefiore, so you don't even have to think about what to wear anymore. Almost all the income he curates through you is spent back on you, one way or another, and Azul would not want it any other way. And after a long day of hard work for you two, he cuddles up next to you on your bed, telling you what a good job you two did that day, wiping away your tears and burying your face in his chest, grinning from ear to ear as he finally has you all to himself for a while.

♡ You are the dorm inhabitants' little mermaid, not necessarily because you drag them to the ocean's depths with your singing, but because you are the wonder to awe at and forget their stressful everyday life for a while with. It's not magic that eases their tension, but the knowledge that you are waiting for your captors to come home and take care of you. A purpose to strive for greater things, even though their achievements will never mean anything to you personally. The students believe there is more in life than just getting good grades and building their own fortune. So, to learn the true meaning of benevolence, they've decided to share and worship you. No matter how much they admire you, are thankful to you, and love you, you, on the other hand, have very little to aspire for, as Azul and the Tweels have assured you many times that for as long as they can guarantee it, you'll not leave this magical place they created for the dorm. After all, it's for the sake of everyone, and staying is quite benevolent for you.

♡ It's hard to say which of your personal guards is worse, but whenever they force you to decide who you like better, Jade is more likely to take pity on you if you say it's him. At least... at first. If Azul is the brain, Jade is the reliable right hand taking action. Whenever you refuse to participate in living, Jade spoon-feeds you, washes, dresses, and ensures you're living up to your reputation and responsibility. His hands may be cold and abrasive, working quickly and efficiently, but you don't dare to underestimate them wandering, exploring, and studying you, his eyes so full of hunger as if he wanted to gobble you whole and to have you all to himself. Not choosing Floyd when they demand a choice from you also makes him more likely to tease you, nails scratching over your skin, fingers pinching you whenever he wants to correct your behavior or attitude, and his breath against your body a warning and promise of how much he wants to bite into it. Jade is ravenous when it comes to you. Even though he knows you belong to everyone, he likes leaving his mark on you somewhere barely hidden by your clothes. Hence, he has a reason to punish you if you accidentally show it to anyone and upset the other students. You are the perfect outlet for all the mischievous wants and emotions he keeps under wraps throughout the day to be as perfect of a Vice Housewarden as he can be. But once you two are alone, everything is fair game—especially you.

♡ Most of the students are too much in awe of you, treating you like an oracle rather than a captive. A small percentage of students only come to thank you and tell you how much you mean to them, but most are much pushier in their pursuit of you. Once the patrons paid their dues to see you, the students flock to you in masses, invading your personal space with no regard for your well-being, pleading their woes, and kissing your feet in worship, believing you'll grant them some kind of luck for their next endeavors. It's the most stressful time of your day, but you can always feel Azul's or the twins' gazes in the back of your neck, ready to punish you if you don't fulfill your purpose and give everyone the peace of mind they're seeking from you. It's your job to stop students from fighting over you, to correct unwanted hands slipping under your clothes, or students getting a bit too comfortable with the power they have over you. It's chaos, and it's your fault if it escalates. It's tiring, and you are worn out when the last one finally leaves, only for the dorm's management to have their turn with you.

♡ There have been so many breaking points for you that sometimes, you can't help but sit numbly on your bed, letting these eyes rake over you while your thoughts are elsewhere. You merely wait out the time until you can breathe again since everything feels so suffocating, only your dreams taking you away from this place, but you're stuck in reality. You've fought so hard against the mistakes you made in the past, but you never succeeded in getting away from this horror basement you were kept in. By now, Azul merely gives you a pitiful smile when you ask for your contract again, wanting to find some impossible loophole in it that will allow you to leave. You begged and cried, fought your captors and punishments, but still, they swear they love you and, much more important, need you! So you have to remain with them. You don't know what will happen to you when they graduate, but you don't even know what is happening outside of your basement prison, so your foresight is generally very short. Asking for help doesn't work. The only patron that ever tried to touch the chains keeping you on stage had been swiftly removed by Floyd and Jade and never returned to the Mostro Lounge again. It's all so hopeless that sometimes you'll entertain the idea of being the perfect little human to keep for your dorm. Sometimes you snuggle into Azul's chest, asking him to tell you about his day so you can hear something other than the same old jazz from the music player. Sometimes you lean back and enjoy Jade applying your skincare, listening to him hum some sea-folk song as he gently lets his fingertips flutter over your skin. And sometimes you force the corners of your mouth upwards when Floyd stares at you, watching his features soften as he breathes out, smiling at you before rubbing your head appreciatively. Those are the little things you can control. Your little escapes.

♡ Many people feared Floyd obsessing over you, even his friends. Not for your sake but for their own. However, Floyd is brusque and dismissive of you, even though you can always feel his protective gaze at your back while you're 'performing' on the stage or when he's trying to find fault to punish you. There's no saying why there's a discrepancy between the way he treats you and the very obvious way he wants you, especially because Floyd tends to do whatever he wants regardless of orders from anyone. But if you had to guess, then it would be because he absolutely hates loving you. He hates that he's so invested in his little oyster because so is everyone else. Floyd wants you all to himself while constantly being told not to get too attached and everyone holding him back from having you. Hating, punishing, and hurting you are the only ways he can cope with this. It allows him to deal with being denied having you, and at the same time, it's the only way he can be close to you without being reprimanded. Thus he gladly takes punishments as his duty, but just as much, when no one is looking, he cradles you after punishing you to the brink of tears, hushing and wiping the tears away while slipping the salty wet, and little drops of blood into his mouth to still his yearning for you. He rarely lets himself be vulnerable, but when he's allowed to join you on your stage, he needs to have something of yours in his hand, like an ankle or a wrist, so he can regain his sanity after staying away all day. And if he has to take over Jade's duties, he'll do nothing but cuddle and squeeze you all day, napping and exploring you with his hands and tongue, even if it means you aren't fed or washed that day. At last, he got to keep you all to himself for once, and that's more worth to him than you'll ever know.

♡ Punishments are more hurtful than useful, really. There are so many little twists in your contract that make you responsible for everything that happens. Patrons touching you? Well, you must have asked them to do it. Students going crazy over you? You're not doing your job in helping them become more benevolent. Trying to escape? You're breaching your contract on purpose. It's been made this way to give you no chance to even try something and revolt against the dorm's wishes. If you behave well over the day, Azul or Jade might pardon you from minor crimes out of affection for you. Floyd, on the other hand, only cares for what he wants, and if given any kind of chance, will not hesitate to drag you off the stage and to his little punishment backroom where he'll squeeze your bones to the point of cracking just because you let someone other than the dorm members touch you. He has slammed you into walls for rebelling against orders and your contracted agreements, anything he needed to do so you'd be too numb or broken afterward to pull any more stunts in his presence. And if you resist Floyd, he takes it very personally, applying his nails and teeth to leave a personal punishment on you too.

♡ After going through this so many times, who can blame you for dying a little inside? For giving up some days just to keep the peace and to allow yourself to heal? You can't help but go unresponsive and mute. Let people push you around and use you to absolve them of their worries. Luckily, you are never alone with all these caring, loving students around you to worship the stage you remain on. And when things become too hard, you can rely on Azul, Jade, and Floyd to be the puppeteers while you play the part of the numb puppet. No one outside your little cave will ever know about the poor, unfortunate soul trapped under the sea of twisted love, and until the next patron pays for a glimpse of you, you'll remain forgotten like seafoam.

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banzaitaka · 1 year

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hiii I hope your day is epic today...if ur ok with it could I request headcanons with itaru (a3) who has an affectionate s/o? like the s/o loves cuddles, kissing and playing with his hair and stuff like that yknow

also.. if you're ok with it could the s/o be the director? a gender neutral director

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ABSOLUTELY

I hope this is what you wanted & you enjoy reading!

Tips are very welcome!

Itaru Chigasaki x gn! reader

Headcanon: with a s/o who is affectionate

Overall, Itaru cherishes his partner and all the affection they have to offer

But careful that you don‘t play into his hands, dear director

He likes getting all sweet and touchy with you to get away with things sometimes. Like, when he really just wants to cut rehearsal and go grind for a game, for example. He‘ll try to use his position as your boyfriend to get you to do that favor for him and let him leave early.

So stay on your guard when he wraps his arms around your waist and presses soft kisses to the side of your face; he‘s prefers showing physical affection behind doors, so he‘s definitely up to something

And as an other example of how he uses your affectionate side for himself— He drops your name a lot during work related parties that he only goes to for reputation purposes. “I‘m afraid I have to go already. Yes, I haven‘t given my dear their daily dose of affection today. They‘ll make me regret it if I come home so late, haha.“, “Oh what a shame, but I understand! My spouse is the same way. So, see you at the office, Chigasaki-san.“ Mission success.

His colleagues think you‘re way clingier and unforgiving than you actually are, but you don‘t have to know that

And for the last example! Good luck kisses. He plays a lot of Gacha games and hardcore games he needs a lot of skill and concentration for, so, why not have you give him all your luck through a few smooches? He also found out that having you sit on his lap as he does Gacha pulls increases the chance of getting the things he wants! What? Unromantic? But, it‘s a win-win, isn‘t it? You love the attention, and Itaru loves the SSRs

Don‘t get me wrong, he doesn‘t use you for his personal gain ALL the time lol, no, he actually basks in the affection and love alone in soft, quiet moments

Every morning he places his head on your chest, silently begging for you to comb your fingers through his messy morning hair, everytime he leaves for work, he makes sure he gets his goodbye kiss from you, and of course a welcome back kiss whenever he returns

He seeks comfort when he‘s in a bad mood in your cuddles, spooning you from behind as he burries his face into your neck

Like I said earlier, he doesn‘t do PDA, so please try to limit your open affection to private moments as well. Pushing you away would be awkward, and he wouldn‘t like to handle your upset self

Whenever the two of you are alone however (and he‘s not playing a hectic game that could make him rage), he welcomes everything you throw at him, even teases you about it. As if he didn‘t have his clingy times himself

#x reader #x gn reader #a3 #a3 act addict actors #a3 x reader #a3 x gn reader #itaru chigasaki #itaru chigasaki x reader #itaru chigasaki x gn reader

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boqvistsbabe · 2 years

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hey girl👋🏻 could you maybe do one with brock where you are taking you babygirl (mayber her names winnie or willa) to meet the team and their so’s for the first time since you‘ve had her? thanks in advance and if not it‘s also totally cool!

A/N: Lol finally doing this one after it’s been sitting in my inbox for months. I apologize it took so long for me to do, school got busy and I got unmotivated for writing. I’m finally in the mood to write and what better than to do this on Father’s Day!! Hopefully I actually get it done by then, if not I’ll post it the day after. (I was writing this intro part today which is Wednesday) Anyways I hope you like it :) (here’s a little moodboard to go with it)

Word Count: 1,105 (short I know 💀)

Warnings: reader is portrayed as a female and there is mentions of pregnancy other than that I don’t think anything else other than probably some swear words (if there’s anything I missed let me know plz)

FYI: unedited and probably some pretty shitty writing also it’s formatted weird cause I did this on my phone and I didn’t want to push off posting it so I didn’t fix it. Also this is lowkey really shitty especially with how much time it took to write. Also plz take mercy on me and my dialogue, it has never been my strong suit 💀

Also special thanks to @savoies who helped with this and to keep my motivation up while I was writing it <3

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Everyone has been excited for the arrival of your daughter. Most of all Brock. He couldn’t wait to have his baby girl to hang out with and show off. The guys couldn’t wait either, they were so excited to be uncles again.

It had been two weeks since the birth of your baby girl. Two very long weeks of waking up throughout the night for both you and Brock. You had decided you were ready enough to go out into the world. And the boys were chomping at the but to meet little Willa. Brock was ready to introduce her to the guys too.

That’s how you found yourself in the backseat next to your sleeping daughter. You were still pretty nervous about her in the car, so you decided to ride in the back with her.

Not too long later you and Brock were walking up the front steps of Bo and Holly Horvat’s house. After knocking on the door Brock readjusted the strap of the baby bag so it wouldn’t fall off of his shoulder. Seconds later Holly was opening the door with a big smile on her face.

“Hey guys! Come on in, everyone is back in the living room!” She ushers both of you through the door, leaning over to give you a side hug as you walk by.

“Hey, how are you?” You ask her after leaning back from the hug.

“Pretty good! But I feel like I should be the one asking you that.” You both laugh as you catch up on the walk to the living room.

You and Brock are almost immediately surrounded by the other WAGs and a few of the guys; all trying to get a peak of little Willa.

That’s until Holly tells them all to give you space and let you get settled before they crowd you.

You get comfortable in one of the armchairs with Willa in your arms and Brock sitting on the arm of the chair next to you. When you let them know you’re ready for them, the WAGs starts coming up in pairs to meet her. Those that want to hold her sit on the couch and you keep a close eye on them, but they all do fine. Which you expected them to be like that, it was the boys that you were worried about. Not that any of them would purposely do anything, but they could get pretty rowdy when excited.

The guys meeting her went on without a hitch, thankfully. You were worried there for a second when JT decided to get up and walk with her in his arms.

Brock was holding her now and Thatcher and Elias were on either side of him. You were relaxing and chatting with Holly and Elias’ girlfriend Anna, while everyone else was mingling about. There hadn’t been a get together in a while.

When you looked up next Thatcher was holding little Willa and talking to the guys.

“So Thatcher, whatcha think, you ready for your own?” Holly calls over to him.

He looks over to where his fiancé Lex is and shrugs before responding, “I don’t know about how she feels about it but I’m definitely down after holding this little one. She’s fucking adorable.”

You and the other two WAGs laugh when Elias reaches around Brock to smack the back of Thatcher’s head with a hushed, “ Don’t say bad words in front of her!”

Seconds later Willa is getting handed off to her Uncle Elias. You don’t think Brock had officially let him know that he is her Godfather, because you know you have definitely forgotten to tell Anna that she’s the Godmother.

“Hey Brock have you told him yet?” You ask, referring to the whole godfather thing you were just thinking about.

“Huh, what? Oh wait that? Yeah no I haven’t.” Brock answers before turning to Elias and saying, “Hey Petey you’re Willa’s godfather just so you know.”

You turn to Anna before saying, “ You’re also her godmother. I was planning on telling you in a more special way, but that changed about five seconds ago.” You laughed a little when Anna wrapped her arms around you in a gentle hug.

“Thank you so much for trusting me, us , with that.” She looks back over at Elias who’s smiling at Anna before looking back at Willa.

Then Anna leans over to whisper in your ear, “ This is not helping my baby fever whatsoever, so thanks for that.”

You laugh before responding, “Hey you can always ask, I’m sure he’s down whenever.”

“Not a horrible idea, but I’ll let you have your moment for now.” She winks at you before getting up to grab a new drink with Holly.

You look over at Brock who’s already looking at you. He shoots you a soft smile before turning back to Elias to take Willa from his arms. Then he walks over to you and hands her back to you, knowing you were missing her a little. When you look down at her she yawns with that tiny little mouth of hers and snuggling closer to you. Brock leans down to press a kiss to her head before pressing one to the top of yours.

“Thatch is right, she is fucking adorable.” He whispers to you.

“That she is. Is Elias happy about being her godfather?” You look up at him as you ask this. You were pretty sure he would be, but you wanted to make sure.

“He’s ecstatic. And had offered to babysit only about a thousand times in the ten minutes he was holding her. He already loves her almost as much as we do.”

“I’m glad to here that.” You really were. Leaning into Brock a little more you shut your eyes. You were getting more tired as the afternoon went on. Brock wraps his arm around you and starts running his hand up and down your arm. His head is leaning on top of yours, trying to be as close as he can.

Seconds later you hear, “ Aren’t you three just so precious?” Before you open your eyes to see some of the guys, at least two with their phones out. You flip off the camera - and the guys before Holly and Bo shoo them.

Later on in the night you find yourself out on the patio talking with the girls and holding Willa under the pretty lights Holly hung up at the beginning of summer. Brock and the guys were playing catch, some of them drinking and some not. All in all you would say it was a pretty successful day.

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cowboyjen68 · 1 year

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Hi, Jen! I hope you are doing well.

This is a silly question but do you have any advice on dating someone with the same name? Is it common in wlw circles? I am interested in someone who I happen to share a name with (it‘s not too common but also not really unique) and I don‘t know if it would be too awkward if we started dating. But I also don‘t want to miss out on a potentially fulfilling connection! Any advice on how to navigate this? Thank you so much!

This is not silly at all because it can seem a bit weird to share a first name with your romantic partner.

My first girlfriend (7 years together) was also a Jen and we work together now. She is the reason I have the nickname CowboyJen. I always wore a cowboy hat and my friends started referring to me as CowboyJen in 1993 and it just stuck. So in a fine lesbian tradition I earned my name through one of two paths available to getting an organic nickname. . 1. By doing something stupid in front of them OR 2. Having a characteristic, habit or personality or fashion trait that stands out a bit.

Definitely do not pass up the opportunity to date someone based solely on her name. Your friends will figure out how to differentiate the two of you (whether you like it or not) and you will likely find pet names for each other that make it easier to interact with each other. No one will think when you say “Jen is out for a walk” that you are talking about yourself in third person. And if they do, that is probably an issue they need to address LOL

Any weirdness we felt from sharing a name was quickly just a little inside joke and had no real consequences on our relationship. She goes by Jennifer or we still call her by her old last name (even though she has been married to a wonderful woman with a new last name for 10 years) and I am still CowboyJen to pretty much everyone in my life except college and high school friends who have a totally different name for me. (there were A LOT of Jennifers in my childhood years).

Every generation has a fair share of popular and therefore common names, so it is not all that rare for women who date each other to share a name or some derivative of a name. NOW a new girlfriend having an ex’s name might take a swifter approach to finding a nickname or using a pet name right away. That can be way more awkward, but not impossible to overcome.

#lesbian #women #bi women #sharing a first name #nicknames #romance #dating

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selfcarecap · 2 years

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Episode three @kenniteaa (i will stop saying the title now bc i keep wanting to say the college lives of sex girls)

Nauuur I was hoping Leighton managed to run away from the police

Bela sending 'Shirtless pic?' to start every tinder conversation dhskskksls

Nooo Whitney relapsing w the married animated guy 😭😭😭 AH HE SAID I LOVE YOU EW WTFDJDNSK NOO WHITNEY DONT SMILE AT THAT YOU DESERVE SOMEONE WJO ONLY WANTS YOU

Lmao Nico(?) telling Kimberly how to pronounce something and she says it wrong again and he‘s like great!

Bela stop crushing on a guy w a hairy bellybutton (no hair shaming but why is it just on his bellybutton?) but ahh she pretended to be one of those confident girls I see 😌

Leighton at the women‘s centre omg 💀💀

'i‘m she, obviously'

Lol why do I like Leighton so much tho dhsksk omg 'my mom said we can go up to 20k' 💀 girl just do your volunteering thing, 100 hours is just a few weeks I’d actually love to go there like maybe i would laugh at the bad songs but.. also i‘d like it i think

All the synonyms for fucking djsls 'slit slammed' is a criminal offence tho

Why does Nico keep telling Kimberley (is is Kimberly?) that her pronunciation is good when it‘s not (and i don‘t even speak french)

Leighton 'sneakily' taking videos of everyone at the women‘s centre like

(I‘m so sorry I thought that was Andrew for a second shsksks)

Lol Bela‘s obsession with abs. Hot take (that‘s actually quite warm by now) but abs are overrated like I could not care less (ig I can appreciate them but mainly idc)

Chucklefucker 😭 if i‘m on top on someone and i was saying you‘re so fucking hot (which i wouldn‘t say that directly but anyway) and he says you‘re so fucking funny….. pls i‘d

(What is that i looked up 'leave' in the gifs but that works too💀) like yeah i generally want you to think i‘m funny but not during sex after I‘ve told you that you‘re hot………

Oh the computer programmed/animated guy looks real for the first time !! (What is his name??)

Why is Nico not at his house when they were gonna watch Golden Girls ☹️☹️☹️ i said he was mediocre from the start!! (That‘s not even mediocre for a guy it‘s simply bad but also it is mediocre bc it was to be expected from a guy)(I am actually finding him very cute now but dhskks only on a superficial level)

Awwww I like what [animated not animated guy] did for Whitney w watching a film in the woods w the lights and in the back of that truck (Never Have I Ever vibes aahhh… in my fic the truck was bigger tho like they had more room.. or at least in my mind lmao i did not check how big those cars actually are lol) but.. you still have a wife.. Whitney is still just your number two… she deserves betterrrrr

Leighton trying to be less of a dumb cis bitch LOL

What is a coven?

I‘m glad they‘re not the smelly suite anymore

I SAID ANIMATED GIY WASNT WORTH WHITNEYS TIME ughhh. I hope she doesn‘t stay w him in the end even if he somehow does break up w or divorce his wife bc nooooo

Omg I‘m really really really liking this, also I am glad that the episodes are shorter bc I‘d really have to force myself to watch 1 hour long episodes even if i did enjoy it but now i‘m nearly halfway through and already wish it was longer dhskksks

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prof-snoozysnore · 1 year

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HOLY SHIT I followed you on my old blog back in like. high school??? I've been looking for the old layton blogs from 2017-18 and a lot of them have either been zapped or changed urls (I remember a mutual named looshas or something???? looooosha???? idk) and I'm so happy to have found you again!!! We never spoke because I was shy, but I definitely remember you!!!! How's the layton fandom been the last, oh, 4/5 years???

Oh hi :) thank you for this nice message, and thanks for remembering me!! Well I‘ve been hanging around in this fandom for the past 6 years maybe, I just can‘t leave because I‘m hoping for new layton content since there hasn‘t been any new content except LMJ and maybe the LBMR manga. I love the PL games still so I‘m just chillin here lol. And yea I remember someone named loosha here?! Idk it‘s been a long time. Tbh I am not so active anymore but I‘m still here and checking the pl tags :) thanks again, don‘t be shy to dm me anytime ^^

#and yes the layton fandom is alive #still very much alive (just like the azran)

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beardedhandstoadshark · 2 years

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Heyy please tell me about your ocs!!! they caught my eye and now I'm interested. Give me the summary or the full dump, either works :3

(*ﾟ▽ﾟ*) I- yea sure gladly!! Though I‘m still a bit new to this whole making characters (with actual character traits) thing so it‘s probably all over the place and not the best, hope that’s not too disappointing

Also prepare for a big info-dump. I tried making it short but it didn’t work. I‘m sorry.

For context, the setting‘s pretty much "standard fantasy rpg but technology is a thing“ (which mostly just means they’re all based on rpg classes lol, it’s why the outfits are so weird), and a bunch of info on all five is spread throughout posts in the "original character do not steal [tm]“ tag

But anyways

There‘s Mage, first oc of this group who kinda started this whole concept, unofficial official main oc and thus the most fleshed out one, and also the only one I actively posted about before which you can find here. In short, he‘s a (usually traveling) merchant with dark magic, lots of secrets, kinda shady but also happy-go-lucky, (so more or less true neutral if we‘re going by alignment charts?),a sad backstory the length of 2 sentences, addicted to knowledge, and really likes to poke jabs at Yel.

Yel is a permanently tired postman with constant :| face who only became one because he lost his Hunter class due to being short-sighted, and this was the next best thing to still roam around the woods freely while being undisturbed. Kept and uses his survivalist skills from that time though, which made him the group medic and also the one bringing back Red others when they get lost. Stickler to rules most of the time, pretty much the only thing that‘ll ever make him disregard them is his loyalty towards people he cares about. And even then it’s quite the internal battle (though he knows which side will always win). Hasn’t actually ever told the others his real name, and isn’t even sure if they’ve realized it yet. As far as he‘s aware, they think Yel is his real name and not a nickname slapped onto him by Mage, and can’t be bothered correcting them. Also doesn’t wanna admit it at all, but secretly enjoys bickering with him because Yel‘s sassy too, he just doesn’t show it.

Red is what happens when you complete a videogame and just keep chillin at the fishing area or building a third house for your twenty Minecraft dogs. Once the picture-perfect hero main character, now she‘s just. Relaxing. World‘s saved, after all! The hero-ing never vanished though, and they don’t bother hiding it, still helping whoever needs it, exploring new places found while getting lost, and pretty much enjoying her time until someone inadvertently ropes them into another great quest because she just can’t say no. Incredibly protective, pretty friendly and chill most of the time, but can’t deal with situations where she can’t be 100% in control. Also, you do. Not. Want. To be a traitor. If you’re standing on the other side, you are an enemy, and enemies get cut down, twice so for daring to lead the people around them on with their lies. Will forgive people who betrayed her though, if they decide to change their mind. But otherwise, Red’s alignment is chaotic good I think? Finds it funny when someone realizes The Hero hasn’t mysteriously vanished or epically sacrificed themselves in the last grand battle like everyone thinks, but is currently hanging upside down from a tree taking photos to fill up their dex.

Deniz kinda started out as an NPC-style character so there’s not much to him, he lives near the sea, flight over fight but will fight with everything he’s got when the first isn’t an option, really good at dealing + commanding people though sudden situations at reflex due to sailing, teaming up with Yel as the navigators of the group, and the first-aid person for serious situations. Not part of the Red-Retrieval club due to being just as prone to exploration, though. They kinda enable each other. Doesn’t care about rules unless he sets them up himself, because unlike other rules, he knows his own are there for survival, and you better listen to him. If something happens because you didn’t, that’s on you, and only you. But if something happens because you did listen to him, that’s equally on him, and he will carry that guilt alone. (So more of a neutral good, but a different flavor than Red, if that makes sense?)

Violet - your princess isn’t in another castle, she broke out after getting kidnapped to escape fulfilling [insert evil goal of every endboss here]. Literally. That’s her backstory. A very "the end justifies the means“ person, but more prone to stick to the rules while doing so, and only disregards them if necessary, but very willing. Has no problem with half-truths and playing mind chess against others. Pretty good at formulating plans beforehand, but can’t do it on a whim, quick to read the room, and kind of a history nerd. Also quite the cold judge. Unlike Red, Violet will never forgive you, no matter what you do, since there’s always a chance everything just repeats again. Also, pretty good at light magic, and thinks Mage is a bit shady because of his secrets (and not just because of his standard shadiness). She really doesn’t like when she‘s not getting information. But neither does Mage, so they found a common ground there, ironically. Either lawful or true neutral…? Not sure which one fits better.

Aaaand that’s them! Hope it’s not too different from what you expected? Tbh a lot of this is probably gonna chance anyways, I enjoy collecting and changing things gradually over time instead of sticking to a bunch of set notes. I mean, some info on them only exists because another anon‘s ask made me think about it, but doing it that way is pretty fun!

So yeah, feel free to ask more, completely ignore and/or criticize them, (dump some info on your own oc‘s if you’ve got them and want to? 👀) whatever you vibe with

#another anon ask #original character do not steal [tm]#…Red is more or less just how I play l/o/z lmao #reaaally gotta figure out how to shorten these oof #feel like I‘m missing a lot of basic info here #usually it’s just name- age- gender- likes- dislikes- short backstory isn’t it?#main gang over here mostly just lives in my head as a bunch of unconnected short scenarios #and a very vague concept for a magic system #this post took me 1h because I had put my thoughts into actual words lmao

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drawlfoy · 2 years

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Hello Dee, I hope you’re doing well! <3

I only wanted to hop on here and say that I’ve experienced how flabbergasted people can be when they find out about someone’s nationality first hand, just the other way around.

So, I’m Italian (more or less proud of being one depending on the political situation, lmao) and back in the past, when my old foreign mutuals found it out, they would freak out 99% of the time.

Not in a negative way of course! They were quite hyped up about it, ‘cause apparently they were absolutely in love with my country and had never met an Italian before. It was funny tbh, ‘cause I feel like foreigners often have a distorted perception of how us Italians live and when they’re faced with a “real” Italian (not with their idea of them), their reactions to my explanation of how I - at least - actually live are hilarious.

And yeah, that’s it. Now I feel ridiculous for having typed this whole unnecessary paragraph, but I’m gonna send it anyway ‘cause it’s done and I’m too lazy to delete it.

Have a wonderful day!!

hi jxmpsxit!!! i have been thinking of you as of late so it’s great to hear from you!!

i also just realized i had this just sitting in my drafts and never actually posted it—😭 i’m so sorry

and yes you’re so right!!! i rememver we messaged abt something like this before but i tgink my perception of italy is SO off from reality as an american…i tgink us americans always just imagine italians as just like…people who eat pasta and talk w their hands and live in big cities like rome or whatever so it‘s crazy when i actually meet people who really live there and have real experiences lol. i also feel like tiktok and call me by your name reallt did a number on americans in convincing them to believe in a certain stereotype of italy 😭

on the flip side it is kind of funny to hear perceptions of non foreigners describe american lifestyles because while most of it is correct i’ll hear someone say “americans don’t have electric kettles!! how awful!” or something else that throws me for a loop

#dee overshares #jxmpsxit!

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hyunverse · 29 days

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hiii Riri!! <33 I‘m the person who asked you if I can send asks to cupid on anon & ADJDJD – I am saur glad I could be one of your favourites on this app!! AHHH, I am literally crying, ty for saying that!! <3 & I saw how you preferred the name ‘Eren’ rn! SAURR, should I start calling you ‘Yeager’ or ‘Ereh’? maybe? it‘s an aot ref btw 😭 & Can I be the 🌕 anon? moons are really cute & it is saur comforting just like how you are!! & I really love the Moon too!! <3 & I hope you‘ve been taking care of yourself! & stay hydrated & safe, okay?? I love you! <33 🥰❤️

hi my sweet, yes ofc u can be 🌕 anon!! can i call u moony omg. HELP NAWT YEAGER.... how did u know i stole my name from THE eren jaeger 😔 i remember when i was obsessed w him omg. have u been catching up w the series? the ending ruined me </3 everytime i look at a bird i think of eren a little LOL.

me too i love the moon <3 my study is right beside the window and i get a perfect view of the moon. i love it sm :( now i will think of u everytime i look out at the moon!!!!

stay safe, have the loveliest week <3 i love you!!!

#꒰ ⌗ 𝗟𝗢𝗩𝗘𝗠𝗔𝗜𝗟 ! ꒱#꒰ ⌗ 💌: 🌕 anon ! ꒱

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bravo4iscool · 4 months

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sister

there‘s too little trent in this world, so take this🕺

i hope you like this lol.

reader is clay‘s little sister and her nickname is „missy“, it‘s no indication of her name tho :)

word count: 5k

not proof-read :)

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REQUESTS/ASKS OPEN!!!

You happily smile and run into your brother's arms as soon as you see him. „I missed you big man,“ you laugh.

„Missed you too, Missy,“ Clay whispers into your hair, holding you close for another minute. „Thank you for inviting us,“ he then tells you, breaking the hug with a big smile on his face.

You grin and lightly shove his shoulder. „Of course I‘d invite you. It’s not often you have free time, you know. Besides, I don‘t want to spend Thanksgiving alone.“

When you look behind your older brother you see his team members finally approaching. They were waiting at the beginning of your driveway. They weren‘t all here today though. The team leader, Jason Hayes was with his family, as well as Ray Perry, but the others were invited to your Thanksgiving dinner.

„Hello, welcome,“ you enthusiastically greet them, waving. „Nice to finally meet you all. Clay told me much about you guys!“ You smile at them, shaking hand after hand.

They all smile at you and then one of them starts speaking. „Thanks for the invite. I‘m Sonny. I‘m surprised Blondie never told us about you,“ he tells you and you side-eye Clay before you start laughing.

„I think I need to have a talk with him regarding that matter,“ you tease. „But, let’s not talk about that! Please, come inside.“ You motion them to follow you and walk into your house. It was a little small but perfect for you. You couldn‘t imagine living somewhere else.

They follow you like a bunch of lost puppies and it‘s more than funny to you. You show them your living room and tell them to sit down. You would bring the food shortly, you say.

Clay follows you into the kitchen where you run around humming to yourself. „Are you trying to feed a whole bataillon?“ he laughs and you shriek.

„Jesus Christ!“ You place your hand over your heart. „Don‘t scare me like that!“ you scold him, jabbing your finger at him.

„I’m sorry,“ he laughs, pressing a kiss to your head. „Won‘t do it again. I just wanted to help you,“ he explains, starting to stir the gravy. „Been with these guys for too long.“

„Well, you chose to, didn‘t you?“ you ask putting the pie in the oven. „By the way,“ you look at him. „Who‘s the one with the beard?“

„We all have a beard Missy,“ Clay snorts and you roll your eyes.

„The one who didn‘t talk,“ you explain, tilting your head at your brother. „He only looked at me a bit strangely.“ You place the baking gloves on the counter and wipe a couple hair strands out of your face.

„Could be Brock or Trent. Why you wanna know?“

„He’s cute,“ you say with a shrug and Clay stops stirring. He turns around, eyes wide.

“No. No, no, no! You won’t make a move on one of my teammates!” he almost screams and you only laugh.

“Why not?”

“Because, firstly, I would work with the man fucking my sister, which is already weird enough and, secondly, you know our job,” his voice turns serious. “I don’t want you to…get your heart broken.” Clay averts his gaze, memories of his own breakup with Stella surfacing. She wasn’t able to live with the fear of losing him…

You already had him to worry about but dating another SEAL? He didn’t know if you could take that much stress and uncertainty. He wanted only the best for you.

You sign and walk towards him. “I know your job,” you confirm, gently placing your hand on his upper arm. “But does a dangerous job mean you guys are unlovable or don’t deserve it?”

You look up at him and he wants to cry. You were right but still, he didn’t want you to love one of them. Without saying anything he pulls you into his arms and keeps you close.

“Don’t…do anything you’ll regret,” he whispers and you tighten your arms around him. You never wanted to let him go. You’ve missed him too much…

“I promise,” you whisper back, a little tear escaping your eye. “Besides, I just said he’s cute. Never said I’ll make a move,” you then immediately joke, breaking the hug with a sniff.

Clay only rolls his eyes, trying to hide his smirk. “Maybe you did but I know you better.”

Trent sits on your couch, involved in a heavy discussion about football with Sonny. The Texan couldn’t accept the fact that he was the only hardcore football fan.

“We can watch soccer instead,” Brock retorts with a snort and immediately gains a death glare from Sonny.

„We‘re in America and in America you watch football!“ Sonny proudly exclaims, straightening his back and popping out his chest. „Besides, it‘s a long Thanksgiving tradition!“

Trent just rolls his eyes and pushes himself off the couch. He would look and ask if he could help anywhere. He’s not used to doing nothing. His hands are itching to do something.

When he‘s about to enter your kitchen he sees you and Clay breaking a hug. He decides to wait outside. You haven’t seen your brother in a long time and he wanted to give the two of you some privacy. When he‘s sure he can enter he slightly clears his throat.

You look to the door and smile when you see one of Clay‘s teammates. „Hey,“ you greet him, walking over to shake his hand. „Can I help you with anything?“, you want to know and he shakes his head.

„No, thanks. I actually wanted to ask if I can help you,“ he answers, trying his best to not look too intimidating. His height didn‘t help with that. „I‘m Trent, by the way,“ he’s careful not to stumble over his words.

He was nervous. Why was he nervous? You only were Clay’s sister. He didn’t know you. You didn‘t know him. So, why the hell was he nervous about talking to you?

„Uhm,“ you look around and totally miss the way Clay eyes his friend with a stern gaze (You didn‘t miss it). „I actually do need help, yes. These-“ you point at a couple of pots and the turkey. „-need to be set on the table.“

“Okay,” Trent slightly smiles before he looks at Clay. “You wanna help?” The younger SEAL stares at his friend for a couple seconds before he nods.

“Yea, I’ll tell you where to put it.”

“Great,” Trent mumbles as he picks up the turkey and leaves the kitchen, Clay following him with one of the pots. You look after them with a smile, then a laugh when you hear how your brother instructs his friend.

You decide to head to your living room to call the other guys. „Food‘s ready,“ you smile at them, peaking your head through the door. Sonny immediately stands up and claps his hands.

„That‘s my call!“ the Texan says and Brock snorts. Then he also stands up and walks towards you.

„I hope this isn‘t too much to ask but the dog‘s still in the car and I wanted to know if I‘d be allowed to get him out?“ He lightly tilts his head and you nod, an excited grin on your face.

„Sure! You can go and get him. Clay told me much about Cerberus!“ Relief washes over Brock and he excuses himself to get Cerberus. Normally he always took him with him but he didn‘t know how you‘d react to the shepherd dog.

„I‘m surprised that he didn‘t go crazy already,“ Clay retorts, suddenly by your side. „That dog‘s his life…“

„Well, at least he‘s got someone, no? Dog or not.“ You smile at your brother before you leave him alone to sit down in your dining room. „Are you coming?“ you turn around and he nods before following you.

„Missy, it‘s me!“ Your head shoots up when you hear Sonny‘s voice. What was the Texan doing in your house? Not that you didn‘t want him here, you‘ve become amazing friends with Bravo Team since your Thanksgiving dinner but it was 12am, so why was Sonny here?

Your head pops out of the kitchen and you eye Sonny. „What are you doing here? You’re supposed to be at work.“

„Trent said I need to step back for a day or two. That fucker got me the wrong way during sparring,“ he explains while he stretches himself on your couch. „You have no problem with me being here, do you? I can also leave if you want me to.“ He looks up at you with a raised eyebrow.

„Oh,“ you smile. „No, you can stay. I have no problem with that.“ You turn to leave to the kitchen again then you turn around once more. „I hope you‘re fine lasagne? Clay asked me to cook it since he‘ll be around for lunch today.“

Sonny starts to grin and stand up immediately. „Did you say lasagne? Count me in Ms.Spenser!“ He follows you to the kitchen like a lost puppy and you laugh at that.

„You really want to compete with Cerberus, do you?“ Sonny only snorts at your question and sits down on one of your kitchen chairs. You laugh and shake your head. „Normally he‘s the one following me to the kitchen like he‘s a saint.“

„He ain‘t a saint,“ Sonny retorts and you grin.

„No, he‘s not. But you are?“ You turn to look at him, just fast enough to see him smirk.

„Never said I was one,“ he answers with a shrug, a full grin now working its way onto his face. „No one‘s a saint,“ he continues, stretching out his legs. „Except for you maybe. You come quite close to one.“

„Why‘s that?“ you ask, sprinkling cheese over the lasagna. You glance at him over your shoulder. He has his hands crossed in his lap and his head laid back, eyes closed. You smile at that sight. If you learned one thing about Sonny it was that he always acted all tough and untouchable but deep down he just wanted peace and calm…

„You‘re nice, you care for us, Trent has a crush on you,“ Sonny starts listing, not paying attention to the fact that he‘d just exposed his brother and you freeze. Trent had what? Surely you must‘ve misheard it. „Jason likes your muffins, Clay isn‘t bitching around that much when he was with you before.“ Sonny opens his eyes and looks at you. „You want me to continue?“

You shake your head and walk over to the oven. „No…“ you sound a bit confused, almost irritated by Sonny‘s words. „You don‘t need to praise me to the heavens, Sonny.“ you force a smile at him. „I‘m just…a normal person. Nothing special.“ You push the lasagna inside and turn the oven on.

Sonny tilts his head at you. Something he said caught you off guard, he can feel it. „Is it because I told you Jace likes your muffins? I was not supposed to tell you but-“

You turn around. „It‘s not the muffins Sonny.“

„Mhh…“ Sonny recalls everything he told you and then his eyes widen. „Oh shit! It‘s what I said about Trent, right? Oh fuck!“ He stands up. „Look, just- I don‘t know… Just because I said it doesn‘t mean it needs to be true!“

You shut him up with your gaze and for a second he just stands in your kitchen staring at you. Then realization hits him. „Oh… You want it to be true, don‘t you?“ You feel blood rush into your cheeks and avert your eyes. Sonny wouldn‘t let you hear the end of it now…

You expect the Texan to crack jokes and maybe laugh but he just looks at you. „You like him“, he then slowly puts the pieces together further and you simply nod along. „Now I own Ray 50$, damn.“

Your eyes widen and you open your mouth. „You had bets on me?“ He can‘t be serious, can he?

„Of course,“ Sonny seems so casual about it. „Ever since you brought Trent soup when he had a cold. You didn‘t even do it for Clay when he was bedridden.“ You don‘t know how to respond to that. If the team knew… did Trent know it too? Your palms start to sweat.

„Does…does he know?“ you carefully ask Sonny and he snorts. Was that a good sign now or a bad one?

„That fucker is as oblivious as Cerb when Brock tells him they‘re going swimming but instead he drags him to the vet.“ You blink at Sonny, not sure what to do with that answer. Sonny sighs. „Long story short, he doesn’t know. He doesn’t even think there's a possibility of you liking him back. That man is so head over heels over you that he tries to find even the slightest excuse to show up at your front door.“

„He…does?“ you’re still surprised by the fact that Trent apparently also likes you. You didn‘t know how to process all this.

„Of course,“ Sonny laughs. „Matter of fact, I‘m 100% sure he’s trying to convince Clay right now to let him come with him. Man‘s desperate to see you.“

You want to answer but then you think for a second. Why was Sonny telling you all this? Why was he breaking Trent‘s trust like that? This wasn‘t normal for Sonny…

„Why are you doing this Sonny?“ You then decide to ask. „Why are you telling me all this? Aren‘t you…betraying Trent right now?“

It‘s 11, maybe 11:30pm when you leave work and the cold wind collides with your face. You shiver and pull your jacket faster around you. You should‘ve taken your fucking car instead of walking to work this afternoon. You curse yourself as you quicken your steps and look around almost paranoid.

With Clay being your brother you always were very aware of what was happening around you. Clay made sure to teach you what he thought was necessary for you to know, that included the observation of everything around you and you’ve never been more thankful for it. It made you feel a tad more safe, especially now that you were walking around alone at night.

When you hear footsteps getting close to you you fish for your phone, never being more happy to have Clay on speed dial. You press your phone to your ear, your eyes glancing behind your shoulder. There was someone…

You decide to walk another way back home. One where you walk through the more populated areas of the town. While you try to keep an eye on your surroundings you wait for Clay to pick up. When he doesn‘t you suppress a curse and dial the next number. Sonny.

He would pick up, no? He is always on his phone anyway. But Sonny doesn’t pick up. You try to reach Clay again, then Sonny. They don’t answer.

“Fuck,” you breathe out, glancing behind you again. Whoever was walking behind you was surely following you. You’ve been taking other turns for the third time in a row now and they were still behind you.

You squint at your phone and take a deep breath. Without thinking twice about it you dial Trent’s number. You’re afraid you’ll break your phone with the grip you’re having on it but you try to keep calm. Clay prepared you for situations like this. Kinda.

“Trent? It’s me. Am I interrupting something?” you let out a relieved breath when he answers. “Could you do me a favor?” you’re even more relieved when he immediately answers with a yes. “I’m on my way back home from work and there’s someone follow-“ you can’t even finish your sentence before you hear him get up and grab his keys.

He asks you where you are and you quickly send him your live location. He promises you he’ll be there as fast as he can and your legs nearly give out from the sudden reassurance. You thank him over and over, quickening your steps once again.

“I’ll be there in 15,” you hear Trent say and you visibly relax. “Stay where you are, try to find a crowd or something close to that. I’m gonna stay in the line,” he explains and you nod, telling him you’ll do the best you can.

Your eyes scan the buildings surrounding you and then fall onto a small 24/7 shop. There surely was someone who could keep you company while Trent arrives, right?

“There’s a uh store,” you carefully say, your feet walking yourself over there almost by themselves. As expected Trent tells you to enter and look out for someone.

A small ‘ding’ signals you entering the store and you immediately start to hide between the shelves. And you were right to do so because only seconds later the bell rings again. You take a deep breath and grab one of the baking mixtures to look busy.

Then you call Trent’s name again. “I’m pretty sure they followed me into the store,” you quietly say, trying to glance around as unsuspiciously as possible. You pause for a second, the grip around the baking mix tightening. “Please tell me you’re here soon…”

“5 minutes,” he tells you, flooring the throttle of his truck. “5 minutes, then I’m there.” His grip on the steering wheel turns his knuckles white and he needs to keep himself calm more than ever.

On the battlefield he never was that nervous. His brothers could take care of themselves but you… You couldn’t.

Yes, Clay probably taught you basic self defense, he thinks but still. He could protect you better than you ever could…

When he arrives at your location he doesn’t bother properly parking his truck. He jumps out and tries to calmly walk towards the store but it‘s like his feet are itching.

He raises his phone, looking at the still ongoing call. „I‘m here,“ he tells you and then he opens the door. You‘re in his arms before he can even blink.

He stumbles two steps backwards before he can wrap his arms around you. „It‘s okay, it‘s okay,“ he says, his hand finding its way to the back of your head, keeping you close to him. „You’re not alone anymore.“

„God, that man was creepy,“ you breathlessly laugh, breaking the hug. You immediately miss the warmth Trent generated and heavily blush. „I‘m sorry for calling you so out of the blue-“ you want to apologize but he’s raising his hand to stop you.

„No, none of that. You can call me whenever you need. I‘m always there for you,“ he explains, looking you deep in the eyes. „Now, did you see the man? Do you know who he is?“

Trent‘s eyes narrow and the sparkling got replaced by a dangerous look. You shiver and swallow. You turn so you stand beside Trent and then you nod into the direction of a man. „That‘s him,“ you say. „He‘s been following me for at least three blocks.“

Trent looks at the man, then at you. „My truck‘s outside. Gimme three minutes and I‘ll join you there. I don‘t want you to witness this.“ He looks at you again and you nod.

„Okay. I‘ll go and wait…outside.“ You turn your back to Trent and leave, adrenaline pumping through your veins. You knew what he was gonna do. He‘ll nicely confront the man and probably calmly tell him to fuck off.

You stand beside his truck, already climbing in since it‘s still running and you can already see yourself patching up his bloody knuckles later. You sigh when you think about that. Sometimes you thought that he was just chasing trouble…

„Why are you looking at me like that?“ you mumble into your pillow, your eyes heavy with sleep.

„You’re pretty,“ Trent says and you can hear the smile in his voice. You quietly laugh and rub your eyes. Then you sit up in your bed and look at him. He sits on the floor, his back popped up against a wall.

„How long‘ve you been watching me?“ you want to know, smiling at him. He accompanied you home after the incident the night before and he refused to leave…

You offered him your couch, your bed even but he declined. So, he probably was awake the whole night, making sure you’re safe.

“I woke up about two hours ago,” he lies, placing his arms on his bent legs. “I made breakfast,” he then tells you, standing up with a low grunt. “Get ready, then we can eat.” He smiles before he leaves your room.

You quickly stand up and throw on some clothes before you rush to the bathroom to get ready. On the other side of your flat stood Trent in your kitchen, asking himself if he was going crazy.

He couldn’t think straight whenever he was with you and damn, it was showing. Telling you you look pretty while you just woke up? Watching you sleep in the first place? What the hell was he going through?

He wasn’t unfamiliar with being in love, that’s what brought him his two ex wives… So, he really wasn’t new to it but why was he acting so weird with you now? It shouldn’t be weird, no?

“You made all this?” your voice pulls him out of his thoughts and he looks at you. Fuck, you were even more beautiful now… How was he supposed to look past that and just…be normal?

„I did, yeah,“ he smiles, hiding his fidgeting hands behind his back. You grin up at him, the crinkles around your eyes showing and he just feels like he’s falling in love with you all over again.

„You didn‘t have to,“ you laugh, crossing your arms in front of your body. „This is- You didn‘t need to-“ you want to finish your sentence but Trent interrupts you. He gently leads you towards your table and pulls back a chair for you.

„I wanted to,“ he simply says. „Besides I already got the call that I need to leave soon, so I just wanted to make you happy before I and the team vanish for god knows how long again.“ He sits down opposite to you and fills your and his glass with orange juice.

„Will Clay pick you up?“ you ask, taking a sip of your orange juice. Trent shakes his head saying something about Clay not being allowed to know he was here and that Sonny wouldn‘t let him hear the end of it if he found out that he spent the night at yours.

You only laugh at that and continue to eat your breakfast. „I can drive you?“ you then suggest but he kindly denies.

„I can drive on my own Missy, don‘t worry. Besides, don’t you have to work today?“ Trent chews on his bread roll, curiously eying you but you just shake your head. You wouldn‘t need to work the next three days.

Your lungs sting as you run into the ER. You look around, panic in your eyes, your body shaking.

“Ma’am? Can we help you?” a young nurse asks, clearly worried. “Is everything okay?” She gently places a hand on your arm and your head snaps towards her.

“Clay Spenser. Where is he?” you rasp out, eyes teary. “I’ve been told he’s here.” Your voice breaks and the first tears run down your cheeks.

The nurse nods along and carefully leads you down a hallway. “I’m afraid we can’t help you but my colleague can surely tell you which room he is.” She smiles at you and you want to smile back but you just…can’t.

After half an hour of asking around you’re finally led to your brother’s room, your throat dry. You didn‘t know anything about his condition. Everything they told you was that he was being treated in the hospital.

„One of his friends is also in there,“ you’re informed as you come to a hold in front of the room. „We can ask him to leave at any moment though since he does not count as family.“

You only smile at the nurse. „No need for that. I…know him.“ You didn‘t know who of Bravo was with your brother right now but nevertheless you knew him. And besides, this team was family. They maybe didn‘t share the same DNA but the same blood was adorning their hands.

When the nurse was sure you were fine on your own she left you at the door, a comforting hand on your shoulder before she walked away. You stare at the door, taking a deep breath and opening it with trembling hands.

You pushed it open, your breath hitching when you notice all the monitors scattered around the room and the endless beeping of said machines.

You can see someone move and walk towards you in the corner of your eye. You know who it is when he lays his arms around you, pulling you into his embrace.

Trent doesn’t say a word while you cry, only holding you close and keeping a hand comfortingly on your back. He felt a bit helpless right now, not really knowing what to do but all you needed was just him holding you…

„Thank you for staying with him,“ you whisper after a couple moments, sniffing and breaking the hug. You want to wipe away your tears, feeling embarrassed for losing control like that but he gently wraps his hands around your wrists, pulling them away from your face.

You’re confused for a moment but then he pulls out a tissue and carefully starts to wipe away your tears. You feel like you could start to cry all over again.

„Thank you,“ you sniff again but he just shakes his head.

„You don‘t need to thank me.“ Then he pulls you into his arms again, planting a kiss on your head. „You both are family.“ Trent breaks the hug and cups your face with gentle hands.

„I know you’re scared for him right now,“ Trent glances into the direction of the bed where Clay was laying. „But he’s stable. He‘s pulling through. He’s a strong one.“

Your hand reaches out to place it over his, pulling them from your face and holding them in yours. You say nothing, only holding his hands and working up the courage to finally look at your brother.

„How did it happen?“ you ask, your voice almost being stuck in your throat.

„That’s…classified. I‘m sorry,“ Trent says in a quiet voice. „But, he’s got a couple of broken ribs, his lungs have seen better days and the fingers of his right hand are broken.“

Fresh tears gather in your eyes as you listen to Trent, letting go of him with trembling hands and walking towards Clay. „I told him that his job would demand its tribute sooner or later. He didn‘t listen…“ You sniff, carefully sitting down at the edge of the bed. „He never listens to me…“

“I thought you’d kill me as soon as I wake up,” Clay breathlessly laughs while you take a look at his bandages. He was currently laying on your couch, letting himself be treated by you.

“I would’ve,” you mumble. “If it weren’t for Trent.” You reach for the bandage tape and rip off a piece to place it over his arm brace so the bandage would stay in place.

Clay looks at you, tilting his head. “You like him, don’t you?” he then carefully asks and you halt for a second.

“What if I do?” you return the question, avoiding his gaze and fumbling with the tape in your hands.

You can feel your brother looking at you anyway, his eyes burning into your head. “I’d probably try and beat him up.”

“You would fail.”

“I know.” His hand reaches for yours and you finally look up. “I know what I told you when you first met them and…I still mean it but I can’t control who you love.” Clay pauses for a second, his gaze softening. “If you love him then so it be… Besides, he also has a thing for you but I think you know that already.” Clay starts to chuckle at the end of his sentence, his thumb carefully stroking the back of your hand.

“Guard your heart Missy. Don’t give it to the next best asshole.”

“Are you saying your friend is an asshole?” Your eyes widen with surprise.

“That’s not what I said!” Clay immediately shakes his head. “He’s a good guy—I know that for sure—but there are dudes who aren’t as amazing as lovely Trent. I’m asking you to be careful about them.”

You slightly smile before you sigh and stand up. “I don’t think you have to worry about me Clay. I’ll be fine as long as you don’t decide to run into a grenade anytime soon again.”

“I didn’t do it on purpose,” he grumbles, rolling his eyes in a joking manner. “Sonny said the path was clear.”

“You think he’s okay with this?” Trent carefully asks as he intertwines his fingers with yours.

“I don’t care what he thinks,” you reply, leaning against him, looking down at your hands. “I’m a grown up. I can do what I want.”

Trent chuckles, glancing at you with a gentle smile. “Do I need to expect the big-brother-talk?” He then wants to know. He needed to know what he needed to prepare for when he saw Clay again.

“More of a big-brother-beating,” you snort with a laugh. “I told him he’d lose and he knows it too but he wants to try anyway.”

“I promise I won’t be too hard on him,” Trent laughs, pressing a kiss to your head. “He’s still not cleared to operate so I need to look after him anyway.”

You don’t reply to that, only enjoying the moment, finally in Trent’s arms, without having to worry about anything in the world. You knew that sooner or later you’d be confronted by his job and its bad sides but right now you didn’t care about that.

You were with him and that was wall what you needed right now.

#writing #ao3 #fanfiction #archive of our own #story writing #seal team #seal team paramount #trent sawyer #brock reynolds #jason hayes #clay spenser #sonny quinn #scott carter #trent sawyer x reader #trent sawyer seal team #brock reynolds seal team #jason hayes seal team #clay spenser seal team #sonny quinn seal team

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coffeewhisker · 1 year

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SO. let‘s hope tumblr doesn‘t black out on me while i‘m typing all this up lol

! i was very excited this morning lol, but being faced with the magnitude of my ao3 bookmarks… it‘s so hard to choose, i just threw a bunch of stuff together lol, so! yeah, here are fics that i‘ve really liked

light up by KBstories

- not all that much about krbk, but about the squad making bakugou smile. included it anyway bc fuck oh my god this is so soft and made me so happy <3

Manly Pet Names 101 by domeeneec

- recently downloaded. don‘t remember specifics right now but it was about kiri‘s habit of “bro”ing people, and i really really (really) liked it

come @ me bro by SportsAnimeRuinedMyLife (NoodleFriend)

- also not super krbk-focused lol, but a fun read anyway sooo. bakugou-centric, he tries to make friends with uraraka among other things, i‘m fond of their little story in this fic

help me get out of my head by popcap

- hurt/comfort which i bookmarked with ALL the compliments. like all of them. the bookmark is huge lol

No Secrets to Success by kingdoms

- bakugou & kiri meet outside of yuuei, while bakugou‘s already in and kiri will join in a couple weeks— they become friends & i loved the fuck outta this one

outside looking in by bbuggs

- i remember this one very fondly. mido pov of kiribaku <3

renegades by KBstories

- while we‘re talking about mido— this one is 20 something k but i love. love midoriya & bakugou in this so much. honestly i don‘t think you would go wrong in any way if you started with this one. it‘s just awesome, like, woah. WOAH

come home to me by aloera

- absolute classic. you could also very much start with this, it’s SUCH a fun read, kiribaku get hit by a thoughts-sharing-mutual-mind-reading idk lol quirk and it‘s such a good time lol. very sweet, very fun, all around an amazing time, absolute classic, every krbk will tell you this (i believe vanilla cookies (?) is also by this author? also remember having so much fun listening to that)

thank you for thinking of me by hiyah

- also recently downloaded. bakugou gets injured and has to control himself to allow himself to heal. kiri makes it easier. loved it

easy now, with my heart (careful now, with my head) by multiclassmaps

- multi pov kiribaku h/c fic. a new class training trip into the woods is difficult for katsuki to handle because of what happened last time. they make it work together <3

to plant a garden is to believe in tomorrow by Insomniac_with_dreams

- ‘s got it all! also downloaded, heart bookmarked n everything. yeah idk this one‘s really really good

love letters by cutiekirishima

- fluffiest cutest stuff. past me screamed at me to reread this any time i‘m yearning for krbk fluff in my bookmark

What We Deserve by Moomybeam

- kiribaku are now dating officially— and everyone doubts that bakugou can be a good enough partner for someone like kiri. a story about bakugou coming out of his shell, and letting his love for kiri show.

The Best Medicine by chezka

- a story about kiri feeling many things whenever he manages to make bakugou laugh <3 kiri‘s Very poetic lol. i love this one, it‘s so wholesome (tiny kiri angst feelings towards the end but alll good)

love me like you loved me by Ellieb3an

- i remember that this fic wrecked me. fantasy au. prepare to be Moved

under the sheets with you by sourscarlets

- just a tiny sweet one. bakugou does something to cheer kiri up and struggles not to feel silly about it

then i remembered you said friends to lovers, so under that tag specifically: (they might be kinda long)

Distance Makes the Heart Grow Fonder (FALSE) by dragontrappedinhumanskin

- quirk accident! they have to stick close to each other, ohhhh nooooooo

Just You, Me, and the Breaths between Us by haha_gay

- don‘t remember the exact plot but i know that i loved it

You Get Red When You‘re Embarrassed by kiribakuhappiness

- bakugou invites himself over to kiri‘s during the summer holidays. they felt hmmm a little different to my personal characterization but i recall really liking this fic anyway. it captures the awkwardness really well haha, but it‘s goood. it was kinda like reading different characters but they were really well-established, so it wasn‘t ooc, it was just different. and obvs that is only my personal character lens, you might just think differently

one to ten by crunchrapsupreme

- a story about kiri making it his mission to climb the ladder of friendship with bakugou— except he kind of forgets about it, because it just builds so naturally <3

A Dragon‘s Hoard by chezka

- . i‘ve looked through so many that i‘ve kinda forgotten what this one was, but i THINK it‘s a quirk accident fic that i loved very very much <33 (kiri gets turned into a dragon :o bakugou finds him and, naturally, takes him to class to brag about this cool lizard he found)

point of view by aloera

- kirishima gets hit by a quirk, and suddenly he‘s a kid again. bakugou turns out to not be so bad with kids after all. it‘s very, very sweet. very genuine. i‘m very soft for this fic

Together across Time and Space by Scarlet_Traveler

- a huge kiribaku month ficlet collection that i really enjoyed! i haven‘t read all of them, but many, and yeah, they filled me with soft happy feelings

and one last unfinished little project i am so so soft for.

Check your Snaps by chiroptology

- a collection of moments shared through mina‘s snapchat story. it‘s so sweet it‘s such slice of life it‘s so natural i love it so much. favorite little underappreciated gem. love it

titles might be capitalized a little differently to how i did it ahfjsj. yeah! i hope you can enjoy at least like, one of these lol, as i enjoyed them all very much. there are so so many that i really struggled when deciding which to put and even now in the back of my mind i‘m like but this one how could i ever not include that but boy this is long enough already, and these are all really good reads. imo. so! yeah, bye have a nice day lol

(also check out SleuthPuffin if you want! didn‘t know which one to include, but i‘ve loved a lot of their oneshots. very good fluff)

OMG!!! This list is amazing!! I'm really excited to start reading these, your summaries are fantastic and totally lit my candle for these two. Thank you so much!!

This must have taken forever to put together, you have my deepest gratitude. I'm not sure if there's anything I can do to balance the scale, I totally owe you for this kindness. The thoroughness of the list is fantastically impressive.

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l00katthesky · 3 years

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POV: u’r me and it‘s 2012 but you finally have copic markers now

#finally!!! that’s so nice #i love them so much #that was also so fun #kpop #bangchan #bang chan #i Hope it‘s his name lol #stray kidz #stray kids #straykidz #traditional drawing #drawing #markers #copic #im getting back into kpop and it‘s nice

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ontheblock · 2 years

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Hey! Love your writing could you do a part 2 of the Bower's experience?

i folded. i finally wrote more henry after convincing myself that i‘m terrible at writing henry lol. especially with this, i really had no clue where to take this part two. i hope i do this boy justice. this turned out corny

the bowers experience pt ii - drowning

•warning: mentioned domestic violence, misogyny(?)

bowers experience pt i

You sat on the two seater in Henry‘s house, arms limp in your lap while you stared at the yellowing wallpaper peeling off the wall. The first time you stood in this room it felt homey and lived in. Obviously, you knew all about Henry’s reputation and all about his father. But the way Henry tenderly brushed your hand with his thumb because he was so nervous to bring you home, even with Butch not being there, made it feel domestic. Now those feelings were hard to reach with how blurred your eyes were. The single family portrait still on the wall was a blotch in your vision now that your eyes were swollen and tender. It hurt to move your head so you simply didn‘t, letting it rest against the back of the couch while your eyes wandered to your boyfriend.

A faint voice always tried to remind you that you could do better. There were people that would care if their girlfriend cowered at their caress. People like Victor Criss. He wasn‘t a good person but he was human. And that‘s how you found yourself in his dad‘s car just a day after your fight with Henry.

“Henry did that? That‘s.. really bad.“ You frowned softly, picking at your chipping nail polish. “Yeah. He isn‘t always like that. It‘s ok, I made a stupid mistake.“

Vic looked ahead, head falling back into the headrest of his seat. “Would you be here if it was ok?“ You didn‘t have an answer for that. Not because you didn‘t know, it just upset you that he was right. “I love him. We are good together, most of the time.“

Vic hummed, wiping his palms on his jeans. He was probably nervous, unsure even. He wasn‘t a big lady‘s man, only ever dated two girls. You were intimidating for dating his best friend. He knew Henry well and putting something in your head could make things so much worse for you. “I don‘t know. It feels like there is a but.“ You looked over at him, letting his offer to continue talking hang in the air for a moment until you spoke again. “But…“ You paused, looking outside the passenger window. “But sometimes I feel like I‘m drowning.“ Vic didn‘t respond right away and you felt your chest clench. You were practically complaining about his best friend in his dad‘s car. What if he told Henry? Your hands balled into fists as you fought the urge to cry. As you grabbed for the door handle, you felt the warm weight of Vic‘s palm on your shoulder. “If he loves you, he would.. y‘know.“ - pull you from the tide. It went without saying that it was Henry who kept your head under. It would be silly of Vic to say it out loud but you just nodded along. But his hand didn‘t leave and when you looked him in the eyes for the first time that day, you swallowed thickly.

“I don‘t think love is supposed to feel like that, y/n.“

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“Are you fucking deaf? I didn‘t hit you that hard.“

You didn‘t even notice that Henry stood up at all but there he was, standing in front of your hunched form, casting you in his shadow. You looked up at him, blinking. “Sorry.“ Henry just huffed, looking away after briefly studying your battered face.

You didn‘t follow his movements but the footfalls echoed in your head like a migraine. You heard glass clattering, he was getting another beer. Your tongue felt foreign in your mouth when you called his name. A shallow grunt reached you from the kitchen but the words were stuck in your throat as you listened to his approaching steps like a bloodhound. “What? What do you want?“ He was irritated, standing in the door frame with a capped bottle of beer in his hand. You finally looked at him and for the first time in three days, you noticed how he wouldn‘t meet your eyes.

“I- I feel like I‘m drowning.“ Something young and naive in you still expected this to be a scene straight from a movie. You wanted Henry to gather you against his chest and swear to you that he‘d part the ocean just to give you room to breathe again.

His brows pinched together, he balanced his weight on his feet while he regarded you. “What the hell are you talking about?“ It was frustrating. You always knew that Henry wasn‘t a man of many words but at least you expected the ones he had to spare were truthful. You clung to them. Every whispered confession and thought in the dead of night. The time he promised into the darkness in his room that he would try for you. You knew that it was shameful for him, emasculating even. Now you weren‘t sure who he was trying to convince that night.

“You, Henry. I‘m talking about you.“ He didn‘t say anything for once but his eyes had a mean squint to them. “I just- It‘s like you‘re trying to drown me. You can’t- I‘m not-“ your mother. Your back sank deeper into the cushion, the stuttering finally dying on your tongue when an extra loud commercial cut through the tension between you.

“Learn how to swim, y/n.“ You stared at the family photo forgotten on the wall. The woman‘s face was burned out by a lit cigarette, remains of ash smudged across the picture.

#tw mysoginy #tw alochol #tw violence #tw abuse #it #it2017 #it imagine #henry bowers #henry bowers imagine #henry bowers x reader #the bowers gang

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dawbi · 3 years

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Hope I made the cut! Could you write some headcanons for Dabi? Maybe something that involves his quirk and the reader. Or anything is okay, I’m just a simp lmao

hello my fellow simp 😀🤝😐 hmmm involves his quirk ?? i don’t even know what happened but i ended up with this akshhsjskslsl. please go easy on me, i was so scared to post this 😔

hi, is your heater running ?? well you better go catch it lol i’m sorry

dabi x gn!reader

word count - 1.1k

warnings - fluff, dabi’s real name is mentioned

“i think it’s broken.” “babe, it was working just fine yesterday.”

dabi is currently leaning against the wall, arms crossed as he watches you check the heater in your house. it‘s been acting up every time he comes over. you look through the wiring even though you have no idea what you’re doing.

unbeknownst to you, dabi is amused and if he could laugh right then and there he would. what you’re not realizing is, he messed with it on purpose. this villian’s “evil” plan of getting it to stop working, is for his benefit.

he’s surprised you haven’t caught on. i mean, why would the heater act up only when he comes over?? however, dabi’s not complaining that you haven’t picked up on it. he prefers it that way. but what is the motive for his villainous act? it’s simple really. the raven haired pyromaniac just wants you to snuggle up to him and his warmth instead. he won't ask, he’d rather die.

dabi loves feeling you near him always. the first time you two cuddled, you were so careful with his scars and treated him like he was made of glass. no one ever treated him so softly and lovingly as you. and he grew addicted.

this villain got the idea in the beginning of your relationship. you always had the heater on and you rarely snuggled up to him because then you’d get overheated. so, one day you invited dabi to eat dinner and he excused himself to “use the bathroom”. low and behold, he’s face to face with his enemy.

you’re the fucking heap of metal huh? dabi would have melted it if he really wanted to. he finds a way to turn it off inconspicuously. he shakes his head as he thinks to himself, i’m way warmer babe. and that day you were so confused while dabi just shrugged as he took a seat on the couch. "let me get a blanket." what.the.actual.fuck. all of sudden you were pulled into his lap. dabi has his arms around your waist from behind. "it's easier if i do this." his hands and the temperature of his body rise. wow he really is a personal heater.

and it continues every time he comes over. you feel bad asking him to use his quirk. you don't want him to use it unless it's something essential because you don't want him hurting, especially if it's for you. that's always pissed him off.

so that's why, right now, he’s getting impatient. “y/n, forget the heater. it’s not gonna work.” you turn your head from the heater to frown at him. “baby. i don’t have the kinda money to call another maintenance guy.” there’s an uncomfortable feeling in dabi’s gut as he thinks about you having some other guy over. he caused this though ,,

so, all the man can do is scowl and tap his foot against the floor impatiently as you continue pushing buttons to try and get the heater to work. “i’ll fix it later like i always do. just leave it.” you give him the side eye. “and has that been working?” dabi sighs and decides he needs to physically remove you from the area.

“what—” dabi pulls you to him from your waist and picks you up to place you over his shoulder. mans has a mission and will have to compromise his plan to get it. “i can walk you know.” “cool.” you soon see the living room in your line of sight and the couch gets closer. your touch starved boyfriend puts you down on the pillowy cushion and sits next to you.

“i can warm you up like always...or whatever.” he doesn’t face you as he says this and envelops you in his arms and let’s you rest your head on his chest. dabi is really warm you can’t even lie. “at least pass me the remote. i’m tryna watch that movie i told you about.” dabi reaches over to get the remote to hand it to you and pulls you tighter after he does.

if you weren’t busy looking for the movie on netflix, you would’ve noticed the content look on his face. it’s like you’re the one warming him up instead of the other way around, but you don’t need to know that yet.

don’t even think of getting snacks 15 minutes into the movie. it’s too late. “no, y/n. you’ll get cold.” dabi will not release you, i’m sorry to have to tell you. places a kiss on your forehead and continues with his persuasion “besides, if you pause now, it’ll ruin the flow of the story.” pfff since when did this mf become a cinematographer

smirks at the victory as he sees you give up. to be honest, dabi doesn’t even watch the movie half the time. he’s just admiring you and treasuring the physical comfort he’s grown obsessed with. "i love you, y/n." it comes out like a whisper almost as if he's reminding himself. it still makes your world stop because he rarely ever says those 3 words. you lift your head from its current location on his chest and turn to look at him. and see that those bright cyan eyes are on you already.

you lean in to kiss dabi but he turns his head. "what's wrong?" "aren't you forgetting something?" this grown man has a slight pout adorning his relatively rough features. it's cute. you look at him confused for a bit till it hits you. slightly giggling you say, "i love you too, touya."

a small smile forms on dabi's face and this time around, he's the one who brings you in for a kiss. due to the nerve damage in his bottom lip, kissing your boyfriend has always been a bit rougher. dabi needs to feel this. so, as always he deepens the kiss and soon, the movie is long forgotten.

in the end, dabi “fixes” the stupid heater he messed with on purpose. this time though, it’s really the last time he compromises it. the maintenance bastard as he likes to think of him shouldn’t have to be called anymore.

dabi will have to find another way to get you to cuddle him. inside he knows that it can’t be like that forever. he needs to be honest with you and he will. give him time and this boy will let you know when he needs you to hold him or when he wants to hold you.

he's already shared his real name with you. why can't he share that he loves feeling you close to him? give dabi time please. it’s all he’s ever wanted from the person he loves. deep inside, he can’t wait until he can that level of openness with you. only you.

a/n - if this flops, i understand 😔🤟🏻

#bnha headcanons #mha headcanons #dabi headcanons #dabi x reader #dabi #dabi imagine #dabi x y/n #dabi fluff #mha fluff #bnha fluff #mha x reader #bnha imagine #todoroki touya #todoroki touya x reader #mha imagine #mha oneshot #dabi oneshot

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