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captain-lessship · 1 year

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Forever

Request (Fic Below Cut):

I can request one from Enid Sinclair x Male Reader.

The reader is a vampire (I don't know if you've seen The Vampire Diaries, but if you have, the reader is a vampire from that universe) And he has been dating Enid for 3 months and in the very Enzo's style, the reader as a sign of loyalty and eternal love gives Enid a necklace with some of the reader's blood. Enid loved the necklace, it seemed very cute and beautiful, but she doesn't know its full meaning, until Wednesday explains its meaning with some obviousness. Enid thinks it over and decides to drink the blood and complete the process to become a hybrid.

The reader hasn't seen Enid in a long time so he goes to his room and sees Wednesday writing his novel and sees Enid lying on his bed "sleeping", he greets Wednesday and goes to Enid's bed, but with his improved sense of hearing he hears that Enid's heart is not beating so worried he runs to Enid. In the panic of the reader Wednesday tells him (without stopping writing) that Enid completed the process to be a hybrid.

The reader is in shock since he did not give him the necklace for that, he gave it to him with the meaning that he is immortal so his blood is immortal and by giving him his blood as a gift signified his undying love for Enid.

Enid wakes up and sees the reader next to her and tells him that she did it, the reader puts her hands on Enid's face and caresses her cheeks while telling her that that was not the true meaning of the necklace, Enid immediately turns to see Wednesday and she (who is now reading) tells her that she was wrong about the reader's intentions, but now they can be together forever.

Enid returns her gaze to the reader and tells her that Wednesday is right, that it was worth it since now they can be together and love each other forever. After that they kiss and Enid interrupts the kiss saying that she is hungry, the reader from her jacket takes out a bag of blood (when Enid was still "asleep" the reader went to the hospital and borrowed a bag of blood.

————————————— You held the necklace in your hands, looking at it, thinking seriously about what you were going to do. You loved Enid so much that the thought of being without her hurt your still heart. That’s why you decided yo give her this but as you stood outside of her door, you thought about it.

What if she didn’t like it?

What if she didn’t want it?

What if she thought it was stupid?

In your thoughts, you didn’t notice the door open.

“Hey? What are you doing?”

You lifted your eyes and met her oceanic eyes, the thoughts melting away like cotton candy.

“Oh! I just wanted to stop by and I have something for you.” You said, smiling at her. You raised up your hand and let the necklace fall, dangling.

She smiled widely as she extended her hand to hold it. “Oh, wow. It’s so so pretty! Thank you!”

“Do you want to put it on?”

She nodded as she turned around, pulling her hair out of the way. You undid the clasp on the necklace and looped it around her neck before closing it. She let her hair fall and spun around.

“What do you think?” She asked, excitement buzzing out from her.

“I think it looks amazing.” You said, pride welling up in your chest. You heard footsteps, “I gotta go. But first,” you gave her a small kiss on her cheek, “Goodnight, love.”

She giggled and waved as you ran down the hall, agile like a cat as you climbed through the window at the end of the hall. You always snuck in that way so you could shimmy down the drain pipe and then run to your window of your dorm. Enid once tried but she fell and you made her promise to not try again.

She walked back in her dorm, eyes glowing and wide smile on her face. She skipped to her bed and plopped down, hair bouncing. She let out a fit of giggles as she thought about you. She looked at the picture of your date: You and her had a spa date, mani-pedis, face masks and hairstyling. The whole nine yards.

“Enid, what has you so obnoxious now?”

She almost forgot about Wednesday. She rolled her eyes as she stood up and walked to her. When beside her, Enid retorted.

“For your information, my boyfriend just gave the prettiest, sweetest gift. Look.”

Wednesday glanced her eyes at her, then barely widening. “A Vampire’s vial?”

“A what now?”

“It has some of his blood in it. It’s a long standing symbol between vampires and their lovers. It has the ability to change someone, painlessly.” She said, typing a little more.

Enid looked at her, “So, it can change me? What will happen?”

“You would mix, become a sort of hybrid. That’s my guess.”

“That can happen? I mean, I know two different abnormal people can mix and blend… so it like changes my DNA?”

“Parts of it.” The goth said, eyes following the paper she was typing on.

Enid looked at herself in Wednesday’s mirror, seeing the necklace. She walked back to her bed, took off the necklace and laid down. She fiddled with it, thinking about how much she worried about the fact that she would grow old and you would not.

You’d stay ageless and flawless, just as you were now, like a picture. She felt a few tears well up in her eyes, she looked at the necklace.

“Wednesday?”

“What?”

“I’m going to drink it.”

Wednesday didn’t turn her head, “You act on impulse, Enid. Think about it more.”

“It’s all I have thought about!” Enid yelled, not intended to. “I will die, Wednesday! He will still live! He’ll forget me and I… I can’t, Wednesday. I can’t.”

Enid sat up, and tried to open the vial, stopping for a second when she did so.

For all choices: there are consequences. Good or bad. Enid pressed it to her lips and begged for them to be good. It tasted like metal and suddenly, Enid began coughing, her eyes shut.

Wednesday looked over at her, merely raising an eyebrow, then going back to typing. She knew Enid would make the right choice for herself.

You changed into your hoodie and grabbed a spare for Enid, you looked out your window before opening your window and stepping out onto the ground, shutting the window behind you. You tiptoed through the small garden that separates the dorms, stopping when you heard footsteps nearing.

Waiting til they faded, you rushed to the drain pipe and climbed up it, smiling to yourself as you thought about how it was hockey night and you were going to spend it watching it with Enid. You opened the window and stepped into her dorm.

“Hey, Wednesday! Me and Enid are going to watch the game, wanna join?”

“Unless I am being beat with the sticks, I am fine over here.”

“Alright.” You turned to look at Enid. “En-“ you stopped. You heard nothing. Absolutely nothing. You ran to Enid, “Enid? Enid! Wake up! Can you hear me? Enid!”

You grabbed her and shook her lightly, “Enid!” You her a small clang and shatter noise. You looked to the ground and saw the necklace, vail shattered but what you didn’t see made it make sense. No deep maroon.

She had drank it.

You fell to your knees. Why? You held her hand, it was cold. She’d be waking up soon.

“Wednesday.. she drank it.”

“I know.”

You almost broke your neck with how quick you flung around, “You didn’t stop her!”

“I told her to think about it. You were the one who gave it to her, what did you think was going to happen?”

“It was a gift! I declaration of love, not a ‘Hey baby, take a sip of this and we can frolic in flower fields!’ “

“She worried that you’d forget about her.”

“Forget about her?” You looked at Enid, eyes slowly becoming tearful. “Her? How could anyone forget about her! She’s bubbly, she’s wonderful, she’s perfect, she’s… Enid.” You stood up, gently laying her arm in her bed, placing her head on a pillow and pulling a blanket over her.

Enid opened her eyes, everything was louder and felt more intense. She then she felt your hand: It felt different now, it didn’t cool her skin like it did. She was colder now.

“Hi.” Enid whispered, voice weak.

“Hello.”

“Are you mad?” She asked, looking at you.

“No, I couldn’t be mad cause I know why you did it but I didn’t mean for you to do this. It was a symbol of undying love, even if we do.”

“We won’t now.”

You laughed lightly, you gently pushed hair from her face. You both smiled at each other. The loud, now too loud sound of a page turning caught the attention of both of you.

It was Wednesday. You’d be lying if you said you didn’t feel a twinge of anger towards her for not stopping her but the words that came from her mouth surprised you.

“Enid, I focused on the turning that that gift could have brought instead of the meaning. I am sorry.”

She flipped another page, not lol at your and Enid’s now surprised faces. You looked at each other.

“Wednesday,” Enid started, “I forgive you. And thank you.”

The three of you mutually understood what she meant by the gratitude. Enid’s worries were now gone, though a new one was on the rise:

Enid’s stomach let out a low rumble.

#enid x you #enid sinclair #enid sinclair x reader #male reader imagine #male reader #enid sinclair x male reader #vampire #blood #blood drinking #comedy #fanfic #romance #angst #fluff #couple cuddling #fic prompt #request #reqs open

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flirtyfawn696 · 1 year

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Meeting Mallary

Finally, spring was here. After months of snow and bitter cold, we'd finally see some good weather. Sure, it'll get hotter and won't stop raining, but at least it meant more folks wanting pictures taken and better weather for fishing. The weather seemed perfect today, so I started to load up some of my supplies in the bed of my trunk.

"Buc-ee! Slow down! *Gasp* SIR LOOK OUT!!" I turned around to see what all the commotion was about and saw what looked like a beagle on a leash pulling someone on roller skates. Before I could react, I felt the impact of another body slamming into mine as I fell back into the grass. "Shit! Oof!" Well, that fucking hurt... I opened my eyes to see a happy panting beagle puppy standing in my chest, panting and licking my face. "H-hey, get down, s-stop!" I chuckled a bit and tried to gently push him away to try and stop the barrage of puppy kisses. Ugh… my head… "Hey! Buc-ee! Come on, get off him; you can't be in people's faces like that!" Suddenly, the dog was picked up off my chest by someone.

"Oh gosh, I'm so sorry! Are you okay? Here, let me help you up." I took their hand and carefully picked myself up, dusting the grass off my jeans and flannel. "Heh, it's fine, little guy was just excit-'' When I looked at the person who helped me up, my heart stopped. Her skin was a warm caramel color; she had a concerned look on her soft face; her deep brown eyes were looking up at me like a puppy that just got yelled at; and she had fluffy, two-toned purple hair that was partially braided in the sides and fluffy like a cotton candy sheep in the front and back, the barrettes that decorated it shimmering in the sun. I felt my face slowly getting hot; she's beautiful…

"Are you ok?" I stammered over my words. "I-Im fine… y-you ok?" She held onto the wiggling puppy in one hand and embarrassingly scratched the back of her head with the other. "As long as you're okay, I'll be alright. Again, I'm so sorry! Buc-ee isn't used to being out much yet. Poor thing used to be a part of that testing lab that got raided last week." She lovingly petted his head, and he licked her cheek. How could someone be so adorable? "W-well, at least he has an owner like you to take care of him." I nervously fidgeted with my hands. "Oh, heh, I wish I could, but I'm actually just fostering him. He's got a lovely family waiting for him a state away. He'll be staying with me until they get their house ready." She playfully petted his head again, softly chuckling. "He's going to be a handful, but I'm sure he'll be a great dog."

She looked back at me, blushing a bit. "Golly, how rude of me; I forgot to introduce myself. Hi, I'm Mallary. I just moved here last week from Chicago," she smiled and stuck out her hand for me to shake it. I took it and shook it nervously, unconsciously rubbing the back of her hand with my thumb. God, her skin was soft. "I'm Jacob, s-so you must be my new neighbor. I saw the moving vans last week." She smiled warmly until Buc-ee yipped at her. "It looks like someone is ready to go in; we did end up taking a long walk. Well, it's nice to meet you! I'm so sorry we had to bump into each other like this, literally." She cutely chuckled and put Buc-ee on the ground. The puppy happily yipped and ran towards the front door of the house, pulling Mallary along with him. Well, I'll see you later, Jacob!" I shyly waved goodbye as the two disappeared into her house.

I went to pick up my fishing supplies when I saw one of Mallary's barrettes in the grass. My face got hot again as I carefully picked it up. I looked back at the house contentedly while rubbing the heart-shaped piece of plastic in my hand. "I'll see you sooner than you think, darlin~"

#jacob alden #lurkingforloveoc #lurkingforlove #im not the greatest writer but i love Jacob too much

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howdoyousleep3 · 2 years

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Part 2!

James winced as he watched his lover arch his back so far it popped loudly in the quiet of the hotel room. The younger man had been hunched over his laptop for the better part of three hours, barely moving, and now he was paying the price.

“C’mere, baby,” James held out a hand from where he was currently supine on the bed. “lemme give a back rub, that sounded like it hurt.”

Steve murmured in agreement and eagerly crawled up the bed, tossing his shirt aside before sprawling on his front, pillow tucked under his chin. James swung a leg over narrow hip and began pressing down on Steve’s spine with just enough pressure to make the column crackle softly. Steve moaned happily, melting further into the mattress.

“Feel good?”

“Mm’yeah.”

“Did you have a good day, baby?”

Steve nodded again, eyes closed, skin warming under James’ touch. He was tired enough that he didn’t fight the gentle drift of cotton candy flowing into his brain. James almost let it happen, let Steve fall under, so sweet and soft and perfect...

But they needed to talk about today. And the possibilities for the future. He leaned in close and pressed a gentle kiss to Steve’s cheek. “Open your eyes, sweetheart,” he urged softly. “I wanna talk to you about something.”

Steve grumbled out a protest, burying his face in the pillow he held close.

“I promise I’ll finish the massage as soon as we’re done talking,” James chuckled, shifting off his lover, making him grumble again. “Please, Stevie?”

After a few more noises of displeasure and some unhappy squirming, Steve finally rolled onto his side and glared at James. “What?”

James gave a sharp look of reprimand, and Steve immediately dropped his eyes in apology.

“What did you think of meeting Mr. Rogers and Bucky today?” James asked, relenting his gaze.

Steve blinked in surprise, but rallied quickly. “They seem nice,” he said, fingers absently working one of the corners of the pillow. “Mr. Rogers is kinda intimidating, like you were at the start. His smile is kind, though. And Bucky loves him, and Bucky’s cool, so Mr. Rogers must be, too. And he’s your friend. That means I can trust him, right? You’re picky with your friends.”

“So you like them?”

“I mean...as much as I can with how little I know them?”

James nodded in concession. “That’s fair. One meeting isn’t enough to get a full read on someone. But you said you could trust Mr. Rogers because I trust him, right?”

Steve’s eyes narrowed, sensing a trap. “Yeeees?”

“And you liked Bucky, right?”

“He’s cool, like I said. Funny, quick, snarky...”

“With bedroom eyes and cock-sucker lips?”

Steve choked on his spit, face flaming, “James! I-- You--!”

James hushed him quickly, pulled Steve into his arms and stroking his hair and back. “Breathe, baby. It’s okay. Bucky is Mr. Rogers’, just like you’re mine. He’s a pampered, spoiled, loved baby boy, just like you are. And Mr. Rogers is a Daddy, just like I am. But there’s a part of you that knew that, isn’t there?”

Steve struggled in James’ hold for a moment, before relenting and nodding. “Yes, Daddy,” he whispered.

James nodded as well, unseen but felt against the top of Steve’s head. “And both Mr. Rogers and I can see and appreciate each other’s boys, because we love them so much. We like bragging and showing off. Okay?”

“Yes, Daddy.”

“But boys can also appreciate each other. I know you think Bucky is pretty, because I know you. I know you think his lips are beautiful, and I know you think his body is attractive. I know you wanted to touch him and kiss him. Because you’re my baby boy, and I see those same things on your face when you look at me. And that is so very much okay.”

Steve raised his head, eyes bright and little scared. “Really? You’re not mad at me?”

James smiled and dipped his head for a kiss. “Not at all, baby. Wanna know why?”

“W-why?”

James dropped his voice to a playful whisper, “Because Bucky wanted to touch and kiss you, too.”

The older man couldn’t help the clench in his heart at the hopeful and wary look in Steve’s eyes. His boy still had trouble believing he was attractive and desirable. “Really? H-how do you know?”

“Because Mr. Rogers knows his boy just as well as I know mine, and he told me. And he’s as happy as I am about it.”

Now Steve was truly confused. “You’re happy? He’s happy? Why? I don’t want him to think I wanna steal his boyfriend!”

“He doesn’t think that at all, baby, I swear,” James quickly assured. “And neither do I. We’re happy because it’s really nice to know that our lovers know a good thing when they see it, just like we do. And that there’s a good chance of everyone getting along, which is always nice in a friend group, right?”

Steve nodded slowly, settling back against James’ chest.

“It also opens up opportunities for us Daddies to show off a little bit. And for you boys to explore safely, if that’s what you want.”

Steve’s eyes narrowed again. “Explore what?”

A smile tugged at James’ lips, but he quickly stifled it. Damn, his Stevie was so fuckin’ smart. He schooled his face into something serious, because this was serious. “First and foremost, before anything else, I need you to know you have every single right to refuse, say no, back out, change your mind, and demand it never be brought up again. Everything I’m about to say is purely hypothetical and entirely academic if that’s what you want. I’m merely placing an opportunity in front of you, for you to do what you want with. Clear?”

Stevie, bless his beautiful blond head, really did think about it, his brows crumpling slightly, and his eyes staring at a point on James’ chest. After several minutes, he looked up and nodded, once. “I understand,” he said clearly. James rewarded him with a kiss, sighing happily as Steve opened so easily beneath him. They both pulled away slowly and smiled.

James nestled Steve back to his chest, tempted to slot a thigh between Steve’s, but dismissing the idea as coercive in the current situation. He didn’t want anything swaying Steve’s choice. Not pleasure, not pressure, not fear...none of it. So he simply held Steve close and stroked a hand up and down his spine.

“The opportunity that I’m talking about,” he began, feeling Steve’s head tilt just enough to show he was listening, “is a chance for you to experience pleasure and enjoyment with someone who is of the same mindset as you. Not submitting to a Dom or a Daddy, but playing and having fun with another boy. Equal footing, with no power in play, except from the outside.”

Steve’s head tilted further, “What do you mean, ‘from the outside’?”

“Both Mr. Rogers and I would be present, but not participating. We’ll be there as guardians, for the most part. Making sure that neither of our boys are pushing or being pushed, just having fun and enjoying each other. We know our boys best, and we want to make sure that such an experience, if it were to happen, is pleasurable for everyone. I would be there to make sure that you are safe and comfortable, and keeping an eye on your headspace, and Mr. Rogers would be doing the same for Bucky.”

Steve was silent for a long time. James kept stroking his back, letting the younger man process everything he’d said. It was a lot to take in, and he was pleased that Steve wasn’t trying to give an immediate answer.

His question, when it came, nearly broke James’ heart.

“Do...,” Steve’s whole frame shuddered as he swallowed, “do you really think Bucky wanted to touch me, and k-kiss me? Like I wanted...want, to do with him?”

James was so, so tempted to show his sweet, shy, uncertain lover the text that remained open on his phone, but he wanted to keep this as unbiased as possible. “I really do. Mr. Rogers would never lie to me, and Bucky would never lie to him.”

“You’ll be there the whole time?”

“Every single second,” James promised, pressing a kiss to Steve’s hair.

Steve started to tremble. “I can change my mind?”

“At any point before, during, or even after. Just like Bucky, Mr. Rogers, or I can. Everyone has to want to be there, or no one will be there.”

“You’ll...,” Steve’s voice dropped to a reedy whisper, “you’ll still love me?”

“Oh, Stevie,” James crushed his boy even closer to his chest, cupping the back of his head and throwing his leg over the smaller man’s hip. “Absolutely nothing about this will make me love you even an iota less. Nothing. You are my lover, my boyfriend, my partner, my best friend, and my sweet, amazing baby boy. I’ll be holding you before anything happens, and holding you even tighter when it’s all done. I love you, and I want you to experience every kind of pleasure I can think of. This just happens to be one of them, and all it’ll take to make it happen or not is a single word from you. My love is not conditional to your answer. You’re stuck with me. Forever.”

Steve choked out a strained giggle, but his trembling slowly abated. Burrowing impossibly closer, he nuzzled under James’ chin and released all his tension in a deep and heavy sigh.

“I think...,” he said at last, pulling James from a slight doze. “I think...I do wanna play. With Bucky. He’s...he’s really pretty, and...I feel like I could—I could learn from him. He seems really happy to be Mr. Rogers’ boy, and I like his energy. Playing with him feels like it would be a lot of fun and feel really good. And,” James could feel the heat of Steve’s blush against his throat, “Mr. Rogers is very handsome. I want him to know that you have a good boy, too. I want to make you proud of me.”

“Sweetheart, I am already so, so incredibly proud of you,” James assured. “You’ve got nothing to prove to anyone. Mr. Rogers will only let you play with his boy because he already knows how good you are. Our babies only deserve the best, after all. And the fact that we get to show both of you off to the other is just icing on an absolutely delicious cake.”

Steve giggled again and lifted his face, asking for a kiss. James happily obliged, and the room filled with the sounds of loud breathing, soft moans, and clashing lips.

Much, much later, hours after the promised back-rub, which happened after the impromptu romp they had, James picked up his phone.

To: Rogers—Stevie said yes. Same place and time as today for negotiations? Thursday?

The response was quick.

From: Rogers—We’ll be there.

here is part 1

#askK #daddy steve and baby bucky #daddy james and stevie baby #daddy steve and baby bucky and daddy james and stevie baby #it just keeps getting better and better 😭#my shadow tag #shadow is amazing

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mariisaaaaa · 1 year

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NCT

i'm an action figure.

XIAOYANG

We're Looking at the Same Sky

Growing up, Xiao Dejun always questioned himself about the meaning of life and his place in the universe.

Liu Yangyang was different. Not in a bad way, but in an unworldly way; always dreaming with his eyes open.

Despite their divergences, they make it work. They always do.

worth it. 36k worth it. characterization bruhh. amen.

it's hard to breathe, you're everything

It was only five minutes into the ride to YangYang’s place that it dawned on Xiaojun that he had neither changed out of his soggy clothes nor brushed through his atrocious hair. He swiped his fingers hurriedly through his locks while panicking at the image of himself in his front-facing camera. The rational part of himself attempted to soothe his nerves with gentle reminders that YangYang rarely paid attention to people’s looks. But the puppy love in his heart was too busy shouting: 'YangYang looks cute without even trying! Did you know that? Do you remember when he fell asleep on your shoulder on the bus a week ago? What about when he - '

Xiao Dejun is very hungover and looking for his lost jacket while coming to terms with a crush on his friend.

just vibes. melancholic i love you this so much it hurts vibes. huahaha. friends to lovers ☆☆☆☆☆.

XIAODERY

Thinking of you 24/7

7-Eleven is open 24/7 and so is Guanheng’s mind. But only for the boy who buys mango yoghurt religiously at fifteen past two every morning.

the 7/11 au i didn't know i wanted. ate.

love on air

“Maybe, but he doesn’t know I exist,” the caller sighs. “Or, well, he does, but he doesn’t see me like that at all.” Dejun frowns at the words, his heart clenching on the boy’s behalf.

“I’m sure he could if he knew!” Dejun encourages, twisting the cord from the headphones around his fingers. "And even if he doesn’t like you that way, he’s made you want to be more honest about who you are. I don’t know about you, but I think that’s pretty cool.”

The caller lets out a small chuckle. “You know, you’re something else Xiaojun. I never thought about it like that.”

Or; Xiao Dejun is in denial, Hendery Wong is in love, and love is in the air. Or is it on air?

cute ^_^ can't stop smiling.

YOU_SHOULD_DATE_XIAOJUN.PPT

SINGLE? Have a single friend who wants to find The One? Put your academic skills to work and present why they deserve a chance at YOU_SHOULD_DATE.PPT!

Hendery raises his eyebrows. The flyer is for an event where you can be the best wingman ever! by pitching why a single friend deserves a date. In powerpoint form. To a group of assembled singles at a bar off campus.

Huh. Wasn’t Xiaojun complaining the other day about his single life woes?

ppt as plot device slays.

CHENJI

Cotton Candy Rosewater

He's wringing his hands, which bend in various impossible positions. He doesn't say anything, just looks at Chenle expectantly, dark eyes shining, so Chenle speaks. "Oh, hey! You're Jisung, right?" He supplies a cautious nod. "Cool! My name's Chenle." He expects Jisung to repeat it back, but he doesn't, just offers a smile that's more of a grimace than anything. He looks uncomfortable. Chenle reckons he's never seen a more anxious person in his life.

Chenle drinks weird Starbucks drinks, and the cute new barista has absolutely nothing to say to him.

so freakin' cute. sb cravings.

XIAOHENYANG

Someone to call home

Somewhere between investigating the murder of a god, preparing for an ancient funeral ritual and fighting off an organization of assassins, Yangyang learns to open up, Kunhang learns to trust, and Dejun learns to love.

Alternatively, the xiaohenyang genshin au I never knew I needed.

i blame this one for my future obssessions :)) fr fic that changed my life. bruhh i don't know where i'd be w/o reading this. a whole new world fr fr.

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lale-txt · 2 years

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🥀 "truth is that i’m so damn in love with you i don’t know what to do with myself." w/ Sanji & gn!reader

a/n: a request by cutie @shrimp-sanji (also by @rosiinante & @duck-ee) <3 i haven't written much bigger pieces for Sanji yet so i was like... SWEAT but i think it was such a lovely prompt and so, so fitting for him, i just had to. hope you enjoy this my lovelies. maybe i accidentally made myself fall in love with Sanji while writing this.

word count: 884

Dim light was coming from the ajar kitchen door. It was late at night, the mugiwara had knocked themselves out with the banquet they had held, all of them fast asleep by now from either booze or the enormous amount of food Sanji had catered. You had fun tonight, it was nights like those that shook your heart off all its sorrows and reminded you once again how dearly you loved your little found family.

Things escalated when someone suggested playing Truth or Dare. Tonight you had seen Zoro modeling in Franky’s tiny red speedos, admitting they were actually really comfortable; you had watched Brook giving poor Usopp a lap dance and experienced Chopper beating Luffy in a cotton candy eating contest, causing both of them the tummy ache of their lives. You all looked at Robin with concern and awe when she answered the question of what a dirty secret of hers was and witnessed Nami pulling out a mirror when asked who she would like to kiss on the boat.

You also watched Sanji getting really flustered when being asked who his crush was, everyone always joking about how his heart was basically public property by now considering how many people he gave it away to deliberately. He stammered and ran his fingers through his hair, his cheeks a soft shade of pink as he got up and excused himself to the kitchen. He hadn’t returned from there ever since.

You knock softly at the door, watching his silhouette rummaging around back and forth between different pots and pans. He looks up and smiles sweetly when he notices you standing in the door frame, gesturing you to come in. You tiptoe closer and take a seat at the counter where he already was handing you a big cup of tea, a steaming mix of lavender and hop, his usual to serve at night time for the sweetest dreams. Little did he know that you had the sweetest dreams anyway ever since he had stepped into your life.

“Hey, are you okay? You suddenly disappeared and I…”, you ask hesitantly, your fingers firmly around the steaming cup. And I missed you. You look at him with worry, watching the smile on his lips turn a little sad – or was that just your imagination? He lights the cigarette dangling from his lips on the candle between you and turns toward the open window, blowing the smoke out as he collects his words.

“Just needed a little break or else I would have been a bit too honest out there.”

You prop your chin on your hand, shooting him a questioning look. What does that even mean? He stubs out his cigarette in the ashtray and you follow him with your eyes as he turns towards the oven, stirring around the breakfast soup for the next morning and something that smelled a lot like homemade jam, your favorite. There was something so soothing about watching him cook, his skilled movements, the way he handled food with such care and passion. Everything he did, he did it with love.

He turns around with a smile, a small plate in his hand (you stopped questioning when he fixed that; you blink and Sanji appeared with food next to you five times a day at least), pushing it over the counter to you. It had a handful of cookies on it, perfect with the tea. They were still warm and melting in your mouth when you took the first bite, closing your eyes to enjoy them the fullest. Sanji’s eyes were fixed on you, still smiling and pleased with himself from your reaction.

“What’s in those cookies that make them so addicting, Sanji? Just spill the truth already.” – „Truth is that I‘m so damn in love with you, I don‘t know what to do with myself.“

Sanji looks at you almost as if he was begging for forgiveness. As if he had spilled those words out like milk all over the counter and now they were lingering between you. Was ist okay to believe his words? Were you allowed to swallow them, devour them? You desperately wanted to. Even if they were poured out just for the night, even if they would be gone by tomorrow. You lean over the kitchen counter, reaching for his face, cupping it gently, as if he was made of glass. He leans in a bit and just this tiny gesture is enough to almost make you cry.

Your hand wanders to the loose tie around his neck, pulling him close by it. There’s this one second where your eyes flatter as they meet his, a second of hesitancy until you both lean in for the softest, heartfelt kiss, his lips so soft against yours it almost felt like a dream. If it was one, you wanted to dream just a little longer, a little sweeter.

You crawl over the counter into his arms, let him swoop you off your feet and give you a little twirl as you cover his face in kisses, murmuring your confession over and over again. The moon and the stars were your witnesses on this fateful spring night where you allowed yourself to dream again, to love again. Where your longing heart finally found a home, forever maybe.

#sanji #sanji x reader #one piece x reader #one piece headcanons #sanji x you #sanji fluff #one piece fluff #one piece scenario #one piece imagine #one piece reader insert #one piece fanfiction #dream machine event

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hwanchaesong · 2 years

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Hey, I just saw your prompts and if you're taking request, mine is Polaroid Love by Enhypen and the member is Yunho hihi 😁 I want it to be fluffy anyway. Thank you 🤩🤍

a/n: thank you so much for requesting and enjoy! (sorry it was released a lil late) @starlightracha 💚

👤: ATEEZ Jeong Yunho

📼: Polaroid Love - ENHYPEN

genre & warnings: fluff fluff fluff, bad boy au, university au

word count: 778

for anyone who wants to, don't be shy and send me asks based on Prompts Request Song Version. Thank you so much!

Yunho grew up hearing the stories of how his parents or grandparents met.

It's sweet like cotton candy, stories that he wished to happen to him when he's older but his sandcastle was washed ashore by the crashing waves when he experienced his first heartbreak.

Love is not all about sunshine and rainbows, and he's a fool to believe that whoever his first girlfriend is will work out until the end.

That turned the usually all smiles and kind boy into charismatic, heartbreaker bad boy.

He struts around his campus confidently, knowing that girls would go over their knees just to experience a night with him.

Well, all but one.

The remaining sane person in your university, strong enough not to succumb to his devilish charms, also known as 'the princess' due to her kind and friendly personality, aka you.

Yunho took you as a challenge, determined to show you that being nice to people won't do you good, but the tables were turned when you rejected him and actually lectured him about treating others right.

He won't take defeat just like that.

He continued to pursue you, following you around until he noticed that he always keeps on looking for you. That was pretty evident when you were absent one day, he definitely rushed all the way out to your home only to discover that you're sick.

His mom mode was turned on all of a sudden, ushering you to rest, eat, and take your medicine. He nursed you back to health, and you couldn't be any more thankful to him.

He doesn't know when the desire to corrupt you was replaced by the mission to protect you.

It's scary really, how his whole demeanor changed because of you and he feels like pulling his hair out of his scalp when he can't come to terms with his feelings.

His emotions are like a whiskey-based cocktail, bitter yet addicting and he can't help but want more of it.

"Yunho."

His heart rate spiked up when he heard your voice, oh how he loves the way you say his name. It's heartbreaking yet groundbreaking at the same time, a chaotic daydream in his insides especially when you pair it with a smile.

A flash of light made him close his eyes, he felt something tug on his arm, followed by your laughter as he heard something printing.

"Lemme see!" you snatched the photo out of Mingi's hand. (he's Yunho's bestfriend so obviously you'll get to befriend him as well)

"Look!" you exclaimed, showing the photo to him.

It was a polaroid, his very first picture with you.

You laughed at the silly face he made for the photo, but his attention was focused on your figure. You were linking arms with him, head on his shoulders matched with a bright grin.

God damn it.

Can he marry you right now? He never felt like this before, he feels like he's gonna combust with the amount of love he feels for you.

He only has one heart and he is more than willing to give it to his world. He wants you to engrave your initials in his life, he'll do it too, and he'll make sure that he will keep you happy as long as he's alive.

That's it. No more filters.

"Y/N."

He dropped the photo, head turning to kiss you passionately that had your head spinning.

cue a complaining Mingi that rants about being single

When he pulled away, you touched your lips, dazed at his sudden action, and when it dawned on you, a squeal came out of your mouth.

"Why would you do that?" you asked him, your heart pounding and you feel yourself falling deeper in love with him.

He raised an eyebrow at your question, "Why? I can't kiss my girlfriend now?"

"Since when did I became y- uwhumpf!"

Your words were cut off when he landed an another kiss on your lips.

"Since now."

That was all it took for your relationship to move forward. A typical bad boy-good girl tandem but in reality, you turned him back to his old self.

Yunho now thinks that maybe he misinterpreted the stories back then, his ending wasn't supposed to be with the first girl that he'll enter a relationship with, it's the first girl that he'll love with all his being.

The girl that would make him want to sail in a path full of difficulties, only to know that the treasure he's looking for is definitely worth it.

The plot he started wasn't going his way, then you came in like a divine intervention that gave him a happily ever after.

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red-letter-imagines · 3 years

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Reaction When You Suck on Their Tongue Part 3 (Smiley, Kazutora,Shinichiro)

Part 1 Part 2

okAY finally here’s part 3! Apologies if this took so long; I don’t usually explore these characters as often as I do others, so I hope this does them a little justice! Constructive criticisms are welcome, of course.

So without further ado, I present Smiley, Kazutora and Shinichiro

Kawata “Smiley” Nahoya:

The bed creaks under both of you as Nahoya pins you down. Pants, growls and mewls tumble from your lips while your beloved crafts a map of his adoration on your chest. So proud of you, baby. So, so proud. You whisper into his cotton candy locks, pressing yourself closer to him. His hands tighten around your hips in return.

The Kawata twins finally opened their ramen restaurant earlier this afternoon. It was a joyous but exhausting event. Their former Toman friends came to celebrate, and it was one of the few times your Nahoya actually wore a genuine smile on his face. Even Souya’s harsh features noticeably softened. Your own cheeks still kind of hurt from all the grinning you did, but its an ache you never want to end.

As a surprise and congratulations for your beloved brawler, you bought a new set of lingerie that matches the color of his hair. It has harnesses atop your breasts and around your thighs-something you knew Nahoya had quite the fetish for, but downright refused to admit to you. His hands traced it the instant you disrobed, and your back hit the mattress a second later.

All of this for me, bunny? You shouldn’t have. Nahoya hums just above your navel. You rake your nails lightly on his scalp, and you feel him shudder.

All for you, baby. You worked so hard to open Sugoaku, it’s time for me to take care of you. You kiss him again, and wrangle his tongue between your lips. His hips grind down on you, and a moan sings from his open mouth. You smirk.

Just sit back and relax. ‘Gonna make you feel so good.

Hanemiya Kazutora:

For almost his whole life, Kazutora never truly felt wanted, loved. His family was torn apart right before his eyes, he lost his friends because of the stupid shit he did as a kid. Then after a decade of doing nothing but thinking, he still walks alone.

That is, before he met you. You appeared like an oasis to his desert of a life, with a smile that could pierce through the darkness and a love so pure he could never deem himself worthy of it. You were patient with him when he refused to collapse around you and cared for him when he finally fell apart. His cries into your chest only called you to love him more, and for the first time his burdens let him be. Only with you. To him, you are the redemption he needed.

These were the words he so badly wanted to tell you, yet even saying it with everything he had still fell short to explain just how much you gave him. So, he’ll do the only thing he thought could show even just a fraction of how he loved you- get down on one knee.

Chifuyu had been gracious to allow him leave so he could prepare. Kazutora practiced cooking your favorite Tonkatsu curry, since he couldn’t afford a high-end restaurant table yet. Besides, you weren’t materialistic at all, and fawned over his efforts more than his gifts. Then, he filled the tub with warm, bubbly rosewater and lit lavender candles for when you get home. With ten minutes left to spare, he sat in your living room with a spinning head and clammy hands.

You arrive and he nearly sprints to the door, echoing a ‘welcome home’ to your tired greeting. He freezes at your smile, still so loving and so bright in spite of the fatigue that colored your face and curved your back. Such a sight he took for granted every day, yet now he couldn’t adore it more. His body moves before he could properly think, and he kneels in front of you with the ring box open.

He curses himself inside for being so rash, for throwing his own efforts out the window. He did it on instinct, so enamored with you he was. Screwing his eyes shut and wrenching them open, he forces the words from his clenched teeth. W-Will you-

But you didn’t let him finish, for you had tackled him to the ground. His lips are sealed with yours, breaths rapid and stuttering with incoming sobs. Kazutora holds onto you like a fleeting dream, presenting himself wholly to you. And with all the love in your heart, you caress his tongue with yours. Yes, you mouth on his lips, Yes.

Tears spring to his eyes at how loved he feels, and he slides the ring on your finger. Finally.

Sano Shinichiro:

You sit atop Shin’s Bobber, watching your man handle a little issue within his gang. It’s the first time you see him as the leader of Black Dragon, not your high school sweetheart Shin, and it’s a world of a difference to what you’re used to. You and Shin have known each other since the sandbox; of course you knew about his penchant for picking fights. But every time he’d actually engage in one, somehow you were always never there to witness it. You had an inkling he was doing it on purpose, simply because he wanted to keep you from seeing this side of him. You couldn’t blame him, really, but you wanted to be a part of his life wholly. So, you persisted until he finally caved and brought you to a meeting under the condition that you don’t leave his sight.

Easy enough, you thought, and parked your behind on his custom ride. Now, you knew this was a democratic discussion, and you generally have to butt out...but did it have to take so long? And you’re starting to get really hungry. You huff.

Gang matters or not, you needed food. Blowing a stray lock from your face, you get up and walk over to him. His back is turned to you, and you could faintly hear something about an opposing gang from Ikebukuro spitting on their name. You tap his shoulder, doe-eyed and smiling.

What is it, sweets? He asks you, his attention to his associates cut off completely. Your smile widens.

I’m just gonna go grab somethin’ to eat. Anything you want me t’ get you? While you speak, his hands rub your hips and play with your belt loops.

Maybe a cheeseburger. Y’know the one.

Alrighty. Be right back. You lean in to kiss him, and he gives back a mere peck. Your brows furrow at this, nostrils flaring just a little. You click your tongue and pull him down by the neck, taking advantage of his opened mouth to suckle on his tongue. He barely catches himself when you pull away, his collar crooked and a bright red blush running all the way down his neck.

Smirking, you saunter away with a flip of your hair, while the other members cheer and whistle for their top man.

#Tokyo Revengers #tokyo revengers imagines #tokyo revengers x reader #tokyo manji gang #tokyo revengers fluff #kawata nahoya x reader #shinichiro sano #shinichiro x reader #tokyo revengers kazutora #kazutora hanemiya #kazutora x reader #kazutora x you #smiley #nahoya x reader #smiley x reader

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ransprang · 2 years

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Finally got the energy for the valentine's day event so here we go: Could I get Tamaki Amajiki from BNHA? I'm smug, sarcastic and lowkey lewd; I go by she/her; I'm 5"2 (or 1m59 if y'all are Europeans), with short dyed red hair rn and bright yellow glasses; my favorite trope is mutual pining (if this works for the event); my ideal kinda date would be to an amusement park and my love language like all of them but especially physical touches and words of affirmation or whatever it's called

Thanks bye!

Valentine's Amusement Park Date with Tamaki

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- You had invited Tamaki out to a nearby amusement, which just so happened to be on Valentine's Day. Totally not like you planned for this coincidence or anything. You had been interested in Tamaki for the longest time now. You figured maybe you could make some moves on him today and finally win his heart over!

- For the first few hours you both had gone on a few roller coaster rides and gotten some food like corn dogs and cotton candy.

- You decide to end the night by taking him to a ferris wheel. Once at the top the city lights reflect off of his eyes and he looks so good

- "Wow it’s gorgeous up here. Today was really fun thanks for hanging out with me", he looks at you with a small shy smile

- "Yea but not as gorgeous as you", you say and slap a hand over your mouth. Oh god you really just said that huh

- Of course Tamaki had an insane blush. Poor boy looked like he was gonna pass out

- Fuck you made it so awkward and you guys are stuck up here for another 30 minutes

- "Uh uhm you’re gorgeous too y/n.. " Tamaki whispered scratching his cheek

- In the spur of the moment you grab him by his shirt and plant a warm kiss on his lips. Not expecting it in a million years he doesn’t kiss back for a few seconds completely frozen

- Feeling confident and also just wanting to see his reaction you grab his ass and he squeaks. Chuckling slightly at his cute reaction you slip your tongue in.

- After what felt like a million years you both pulled apart with a string of saliva connecting your lips. Taking some deep breaths Tamaki only managed to say "Wow"

- Wanting to see how much you could push him tonight you said, "Yea wait till you see the other things I'll do with you"

- Ensue his deep blush and stutters of "W-what do you m-mean y/n?"

- Needless to say you guys had a great time afterwards <3

yours gorgeously,

admin sar

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icarus-imagines · 3 years

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Ramuda Amemura X Soulmate!Reader

Word Count: 1,254

Category: Hypnosis Mic

Soulmate AU ~ You can taste what your Soulmate is eating and/or drinking.

~Find Me; Taste Me~

Strawberry flavoured lollipop suckers were the first thing you tasted almost every single morning when you woke up. Sometimes it was so prominent you would dream of dancing lollipops around your head, endlessly swirling and twirling around in bubbly misshapen contortions.

It had become such a frequent occurrence that on the days you didn’t taste it when you woke or taste it at all throughout the day you felt as if you were having withdrawals. Anxiety would crawl on your skin and you would worry something was wrong with the soulmate on the other end of this voice line telephone line you shared.

It was irrational, you know this for sure, but you couldn’t help that you looked forward to it every moment of every day. When the flavour would burst on your tongue and you realized, somewhere out there, was your Soulmate indulging in their highly addictive habit of sweets and candies. It was a drug by now, you could easily tell. And perhaps it was a bad thing, noticing how your leg would bounce beneath your office table in your bedroom for no reason. Only rid of the annoyance of moving when your tongue burst with blueberry flavour late at night when you had started to get irritated.

It had become such a habit that you yourself would go to a konbini near your house, legs walking directly to the candy aisle. You had always loved sweets, but upon reaching an age of identifying your soulmate's shared taste had given you a newborn fever for all things sugary and delicious. Now it may have affected your everyday life, though it was really no inconvenience for you.

You always felt giddy nowadays, heart spiking when you popped a hard candy in your mouth, rolling it with your tongue, fascinated as it turned sour to sweet. You were a little child again, indulging in the simplicity of sweets and confectionaries

Idly tugging on the drawstrings of your (F/c) hoodie, tiny shopping basket hanging on the crook of your elbow, you tucked a stray piece of hair behind your ear before trailing it along the shelves labels. It seemed there was a sale on a brand new candy item, one of them an exclusive limited-time flavour. A smile burst on your face as you grabbed a few, knowing that taking too much would be rude to others that may want some later. But going through the flavours offered you realized that there was only one more left. It was your favourite flavour, (F/f), and though you were more often than not a generous person it would be a shame to let it go when it was right in front of you for your hands to grab.

Reaching for it you didn’t notice another hand going in the same direction. Heat burst on your face as yours clasped upon somebody else. Releasing with a quickly issued apology and a slight bow you thought you were going to be met with an onslaught of crude words by a man's deep, grating voice you were shocked to hear laughter.

It was like fuzzy cotton candy, warm and tasty. But like cotton candy it dissipated on your tongue, dissolving and disappearing much too quickly than you would have liked. Looking up you were shocked by locks of pink lemonade and pale pink macaroon highlights, though most is covered by a black baseball cap. His eyes had been shut, the back of his hand over his black mask-covered mouth to muffle his chuckles in vain, but when he opened them to stare at you, edges crinkled in joy, it was his periwinkle blue eyes that made you catch your breath.

“No need to apologize onee-san~!” he says, a finger hooked to bring down his mask, the nickname he gives seems less like a gender thing rather than something he could call everybody he passes. You find it cute. “You wanted this right?” He reaches for the exclusive limited-time candy flavour, hand in the air for you to take it. “Here~”

“Oh,” his kindness surprises you. A personality just like the candy he holds. “Are you sure? It’s the last one and I wouldn't want to steal it from you. Anyways I might not even like it and it’ll be a waste and-”

You cut yourself off as he laughs again. Embarrassment burns your cheeks, not from thinking you were being laughed at, but more of just how wonderful he sounded when doing it.

“No worries, no worries,” he shakes his other hand. “Ne, this is probably my fifth one today. I may love them too much. But if you’re so worried, how about trying it right now?”

“Right now?” You were never one to open food right in the store before you paid and left. “Would that be alright?”

“Of course it is!” His fingers are fast and it looks as if he really has done this before when he does it so quickly and precisely in no time at all. “Try it. If you don’t like it I’ll take it. It’ll be eaten either way won’t it?”

Before you can protest he has already brought it close to your face. His logic is right though, and you can think of nothing other than running out of the shop to get out of this predicament. But you had an armful of candy. Seems your only two chances are being hand-fed or becoming a criminal. He is expecting you to take a bite of the candy that he is graciously offering you, so as to not disappoint you do just that. Better than the criminal option.

Careful of the weight you carry you lean forward and take a conscious bite. It’s a burst of many delectable flavours ranging from banana to watermelon, to strawberry. You know now why it was so sought after and rarely stocked in stores. You hum, grinning wide, tongue licking your lips. “Wow, that’s so good! No wonder you love it so much.”

You chuckle staring at the candy, but when you look up you stop immediately. His body is stock still, pretty eyes shiny and wide. His mouth is silently muttering words to himself as he stares at you. Did you do something wrong?

“Ah, sorry did I take too much I didn’t mea-”

“Soulmate.”

“What?”

He doesn’t answer and instead he takes a bite of the candy, eyes piercing into your own. Not tearing away and glued to your reaction as it meets his tongue. It’s then you register his words when your mouth is bursting with those same flavours you had tried mere seconds ago. You choke on your words as you try to say something, nothing escaping you as you hold on tight to your shopping basket.

He just smiles though, his rigidness leaving him. His demeanor is different, glee not as excitable and appearingly unpredictable. Calmer, subdued, and may you say...relieved?

“I have a proposition,” his words are slower than they had been, but there is still that childish tilt. Teasing, but more than just mere playfulness now. He takes another bite of the candy in his hand, eyes glinting with something you can’t decipher as your tongue is enticed with flavours once again.

“What would that be?” Thankfully your nerves have calmed down enough to ask this simple question.

“Ne...would you mind tasting this?” He surges forward before you know what’s happening. You can taste just how happy he is to finally taste you on his tongue.

#ramuda amemura #ramuda amemura x reader #hypnosis mic #x reader #drabble #oneshot #soulmate au #romantic soulmates

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nkogneatho · 3 years

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► FIRST KISS + HAIKYUU BOYS

—♡ Characters: Akaashi Keiji, Oikawa Tooru, Kuroo Tetsuro, Miya Atsumu, Iwaizumi Hajime

Requested by:@simpforwhoknows

A/n: Hey love, Sorry this took so long. Here you go. I tried to make it fluffy.

1. Akaashi Keiji

You envied Bokuto as he gets to spend most of Akaashi's time with him. You were actually interested in volleyball as a hobby but really sucked at it. Everytime you saw Akaashi smiling as he set to Bo and he scores, you cursed yourself to not being able to bring that same smile when he is with you. So you decide to do something.

"Hey Konoha senpai", you greeted the green haired third year. "Can you set for me for sometime please?", you pleaded.

"Ohh y/n, yeah why not? Let's do it", Konoha agreed.

But you failed real bad at impressing your boyfriend and ended up sprinting your foot.

"Y/n!", he screamed as he saw you you fall. He rushed to and everyone helped you get up.

"Baby, are you okay? Let's go to the infirmary", he panicked immediately picking you up and walking towards the infirmary.

"Akaashi I am fine", you said as he applied pain spray to you. The cold sensation making you hiss and making it obvious to Akaashi that it does hurt but you won't tell him.

It's been a while since Akaashi has lifted his face. He is constantly looking down, hands clenched tight to yours. What you thought was it was just a 'zoned out Akaashi' but no it was more than that when your knuckles felt a warm liquid halting on it. "Akaashi", you lifted up his face. Yes. He was crying. "Baby why are you crying? I said I am fine"

"No you're not. You know you could've badly injured yourself", tears rolling down from his face. "I am so so so sorry love. I was just jealous of Bokuto and wanted to interest myself in what you like. I am sorry if I hurted you", Akaashi's eyes started shedding more tears when he realised you were just trying to do something for him. His heart fluttered hearing you say those things. Now Akaashi being the most romantic person on this earth immediately cupped your neck and leaned in to kiss you. Lips softer than cotton candy, light pressure yet satisfying enough to make you reach to his feelings.

2. Oikawa Tooru

You can't tell me that Oikawa ain't the biggest simp when it comes to their partner.

You were hanging out with seijoh players as Oikawa insisted you to. It was a lot of fun to see Mattsun and Makki calling out everyone's lil secret. "How do you guys even know so much tea?", you asked.

"Oh we have a strong source.", Makki delivered you a smug look.

Unlike others, Mattsun isn't inattentive to make yours and Tooru's little rub rub under the table go unnoticed.

"So y/n you dating anyone?", he asked making you two snap out of your little flirtland.

"Uhh--me? No, not right now", Oikawa's curious eyes making sure to be hooked on you as sips his cola.

"Huh? Are you sure? Because I did just now saw your little fooling under the table with our Captain over here", his words making you panic not knowing what to do. All the team-mates eyes on you. You still didn't know if Oikawa was ready to tell everyone which caused you to sputter just random vowels in search of finding words.

Oikawa rose from his seat and approached towards you. He bent, gripped the back of your head, pressing his lips on yours making everyone leave gasps from their mouth.

"What the f-?", Iwaizumi almost cursed.

After pulling away from you, he gestured Kunimi seated beside you to get up so he can settle there. "Tooru?", you blushed. "Oh yeah we're dating.", he announced.

"Seems like you're tea source wasn't that strong huh Makki?", he teased pulling you closer to him.

3. Kuroo Tetsuro

You often came to visit Kuroo so everyone knew you guys were an item. He was your first boyfriend ever so you didn't yet kiss, maybe you weren't ready or just didn't know to when. No one dared to flirt with you as you were the captain's lover but unlike this first year, Haiba Lev. It wasn't his fault. He was new so he didn't know you were dating Tetsu so he went ahead and started hitting on you. Yaku tried to shush him multiple but boy he just kept on saying "It's just flirting ain't a big deal". It wasn't that much big of a deal, they were just normal pick up lines but Kuroo overheard the half-russian and half-japanese man trying to get his way. Well, let's pray for Lev's ass later.

Tetsuro's rage took over his sweet captain personality as he walked towards you grabbing your waist and embracing you in the most aggressive yet hot kiss. The grey haired was standing in confusion as Kenma sighed in I saw that coming you know. After pulling away he whispered a sorry in your ear if you're offended but are you? Who the fuck will be offended if Kuroo Tetsuro among all people kissed them to claim them theirs?

"Sorry first year, but she is mine.", Kuroo place a big smile on his face as he made it very clear that you're his.

4. Miya Atsumu

A breezy night, you and Atsumu planned a candle-light dinner since no one was at his home. Well let's just say the dinner was lit as you both practically burnt the whole kitchen down. Osamu will surely kill you both for two reasons. One, for burning the kitchen down. Two, for eating all his snacks as you both failed to cook.

Later you two went to lay on the terrace, just stargazing with scooping in one blanket cause Tsumu spilled beverage on the other one but hey, who are you too yell? It is romantic to be in one blanket. You were just talking about how amazing the weather feels. Chill breeze finding it's way to your skins through the balnket opening and sending shiver down your body making Tsumu tickle. Now you didn't let this slide and started tickling him more until he fell on his back on the floor and was bursting into laughter. Something happened. Yes it was the moment where you were on top of him unaware when you did that, face dangerousy close to his. He has never seen you so upclose until now and he didn't wanted to let it slide. You both approached much closer until your lips touched each other's. Peck pulled away after a second ensuring the feeling and then started kissing passionately.

Sure candlelight dinner failed, but this was much better.

5. Iwaizumi Hajime

It was 4 in the afternoon, you guys were walking on the street after the practice session heading home. It's been a while since you guys started dating but you both didn't have time for like a proper romantic date cause of the official match coming up.

Iwaizumi is kind of a person who doesn't easily shows affection in public. But something about you awakened a Romeo inside him.

You were trying to hop on matching tiles on the footpath, a silly game which you don't know why your brain plays. Iwas was staring at you, noticing your giggles and childish expressions. He immediately pulled you behind a truck and started kissing you.

You still didn't know what happened so suddenly but you adored the warmth feeling of his lips on yours.

#oikawa x reader #akaashi x reader #kuroo x reader #atsumu x reader #iwaizumi x reader #haikyuu fluff #atsumu fluff #haikyuu scenarios #oikawa fluff #akaashi fluff #kuroo fluff #oikawa tooru #akaashi keiji #kuroo testuro #iwaizumi hajime #miya atsumu

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forbidding-souda · 3 years

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Hey!! can i get korekiyo, shuichi, and nagito reacting to y/n confessing and kissing them out of pure frustration?? (i hope this makes sense and i’m sorry if it’s a weird request )

Shinguuji Korekiyo, Shuichi Saihara, and Nagito Komaeda reacting to Y/N confessing and kissing them out of fustration

This request is swagg. I tried capturing Nagito’s personality, sorry if It was OOC. Korekiyo’s sister is not mentioned in our Love Triangle.

-Mod Korekiyo

Korekiyo

Korekiyo looked carefully at the note you had given him.

His bandage fingers held it tightly in his grasp.

The note had said “Meet me at my dorm room at 6pm, please. By, Y/N”.

He was interested about what you were going to say, or rather do.

It was about 4pm, which meant he had to wait for 2 hours.

He had a thought that it was a confession, but brushed off the thought.

After about 2 hours, it was finally time for him to make his appearance.

His bandaged hands rolled into a fist and knocked into your dorm door.

“Hello? Y/N?” a voice called out saying your name.

You got off your bed and crept towards your door.

Your stomach started to ache with butterflies seeming to be inside of it.

You slowly opened the door to see the tall figure standing outside of your door.

Korekiyo Shinguji.

“Ah- Hi Korekiyo!” you spoke.

“Hello Y/N,I got your note. You asked me to come here, yes?” he said, his voice making your stomach churn even more.

“Mhm! Come in!” you said, carefully taking his hand and looking up at him for permission if you could.

He nodded at your gesture.

You brought him to your bed to sit down.

As you sat down Korekiyo began to speak.

“Kukuku… So, what would you like to tell me?” he asked.

His laugh was kind of cute, it was like the sound of throwing a rock onto water and hearing the ripples gained from it.

“A-ah… I-” for some reason your words weren’t coming out as planned.

Confessing to someone in the movies seemed so much easier.

Korekiyo just stared at you while you tried speaking, but stuttering out words instead.

“I-”

“I-I love you Korekiyo!” you said, quite loudly.

Out of frustration, you put your hand on his cheek and with your free hand pulled down his mask and kissed him.

Korekiyo's eyes were full of shock, but that was only for a second.

He soon accepted your embrace and made the kiss even deeper.

Even with his mask, his lips were surprisingly warm and mild.

You both broke away from the kiss, panting.

Korekiyo quickly pulled up his mask as you tilted your head.

“I love you too S/O”.

Shuichi Saihara

You and Shuichi were at an amusement park hanging out and being carefree.

You had asked the timid intellect if he wanted to go and he said yes.

You had liked the detective for a while now, everytime you were near him your heart seemed to beat like crazy.

Seemingly having your heart in your hand; you decided that you were going to confess today.

“Shuichi! Shuichi!” you called out.

Shuichi turned to you after he was done watching the rollercoasters.

“Ah, yes Y/N?” he replied.

“Could we get those cotton candies over there?” you exclaimed, pointing to the cotton candy stand that wasn’t too far.

“Y-yeah, of course Y/N!” the detective replied.

“Alright!!” you said smiling at him.

You grabbed his hand and his eyes widened up as you dragged him towards the stand.

“Why he;;o there! What would you kids like?” the stand owner asked.

“Hmm… I’ll get the blueberry one- Oh! How about you Y/N, what would you like?” Shuichi asked.

“Hmm… Maybe [CottonCandy Flavor].. Yea, that one!” you replied with an enthusiastic tone of voice.

“Here, I’ll pay-”

“No no Y/N, I’ll pay” he insisted.

“How much?” he asked the stand owner.

“Maybe a discount, since you guys look so cute together!” the stand owner said in awe.

“W-WHA?? I-I.. We’re just friends” Shuichi said, his face painted red all over.

You were kind of disappointed when he said that we guys were just “friends”.

You wanted to be more than friends.

Shuichi’s expression changed into seemingly the same disappointment as yours for some reason.

“Oh! I’m so so sorry! Anyways it’s 12.99” the owner apologized.

“Ah, no it’s fine!” Shuichi replied, giving the money he had in his wallet to the owner.

He both watched the owner walk away and make your cotton candy.

Even with the bright lights, kids laughing, and music playing; it seemed quiet.

Like it was just you and Shuichi.

Shuichi’s eyes darted around to places almost every millisecond, as it seemed.

You stared at his weird behavior and soon his eyes met yours.

Shuichi darted his eyes to where the owner was making both of your cotton candies, while his face turned redder by the second.

The owner started walking back to you both with cotton candy in both hands.

“Alright, here you guys!” the store owner said.

“Thank you!” you both said, at the same time.

“Jinx!” you said.

“Haha, well..” Shuichi said.

You both were walking to a tree with a bench under it.

As you sat down you ate your cotton candy.

The silence was worse than what it was during the wait over at the stand.

You realised that it was time. Time to take action.

“Shui- S-Shuichi..” you stuttered out.

It felt like a big weight was pressured into your chest and emotions.

“Uhh.. Y/N? Are you okay..? You’re stuttering..” Shuichi asked, concerned for your well-being.

“I-I’m fine! Really-”

‘What the hell no I’m not..’ you thought in your head.

You took a deep breath.

“Shuichi- I-I love you!” you spoke out.

You turned to him and cupped his cheeks almost instantly and kissed him.

Shuichi’s face turned red almost instantly and then he shut his eyes tightly, embracing the passionate kiss you had given him.

“A-Ah! I’m sorry Shuichi I-”

“No, I love you too S/O”.

Nagito Komaeda

As almost always, Nagito was talking trash about him.

You were both under a tree outside of Hope's Peak academy.

The tree provided shade for the hotness of the outside.

The sun was the only thing in the sky, you liked it being sunny/rainy.

Either way, just as long as you could live another day to see the sky.

“Y/N, your talent is even more hopeful than mine…” he said verbally

“Oh I- Thanks Komaeda..” flustered by his statement by you.

“No no, no need to thank me. It’s like being thanked by a goddess!” you exclaimed.

This made you about 10x flustered.

“Ah! Thanks Komaeda, but I really think you’re the goddess here” you said.

You swear you saw him blush.

Not in a million years you would see him blush.

You both made eye contact and blushed.

You did like him, a small crush.

Wow. You’re worse at lying than Kokichi.

No, you like him A LOT.

Not just a small crush, Miu would’ve called that bullshit if she heard that.

Your best friend Miu had to hear you ramble at how cute and hot Komaeda is.

You didn;t care if he was crazy or not, you just-

Liked him. No reason on why or how, you just do.

You looked down at the grass which seemed like it was out of an anime.

Green.

Like Nagito’s jacke-

“Huh?” you thought.

Even the smallest references towards him made you think of him.

Komaeda just watched you look at the grass, almost looking emotionless.

“Y/N? Are you okay?” he asked.

You snapped out of your thoughts and looked at him.

“Y-yea!” you replied, lying.

“Well, that’s a relief..” you spoke out, but it seemed like he was talking to himself rather than talking to you.

Then he started on how great hope was, how it felt better than ecstasy and etc.

As you looked up, you started to look at the sky.

It was a nice day, sure.

But you wanted to make it even better.

You decided to confess towards the white haired maniac.

“Nagito..” you started out.

“Yes Y/N?” he asked.

“I-”

“Well.. I-”

“Y/N.. Are you okay?” he asked.

“I love you Nagito!” you said, squinting your eyes in embarrassment.

You went over and grabbed his tie, reeling him closer to you.

Both of your lips met with a relieving feeling.

You felt like you were going to explode.

It didn’t take long for Nagito to adjust to the kiss and accepted it.

You both broke from the kiss, panting.

“That feeling.. Was better than hope. I...I love you too S/O”.

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evermoreholland · 3 years

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The Birthday Girl | Charlie Gillespie

Pairing: Charlie Gillespie x Fem!Reader

Summary: Charlie wanted to make your birthday unforgettable.

Warnings: Steamy scenes (but nothing graphic), lots of kissing, FLUFF

Word Count: 3.3k

A/n: I definitely think that this is my favorite fic of mine. I hope that you enjoy it too! Please leave feedback. Thanks!

Charlie wanted to make sure that everything was perfect. With your parents being out of town for an emergency business conference, you were left alone on your birthday without any plans, or so you thought. Charlie had heard about your parents’ getaway and wanted to make your birthday unforgettable.

First, he’d wake you up with breakfast in bed, since he was staying at your house while your parents were away. He made chocolate chip and blueberry pancakes, along with eggs and an assortment of fruits, and a large cup of tea to drink.

You were sound asleep while Charlie got your breakfast ready. He placed everything neatly on a tray table and put flowers he had gotten for you on the tray as well. He tiptoed to your bedroom to avoid waking you up and he opened the door to find you sleeping peacefully. You were curled up in your white duvet while your head faced the window. Charlie walked towards you slowly and placed the tray on your bedside table. He crawled into bed with you and wrapped his arms around your middle. He pushed the duvet off of your arms and placed gentle kisses on your bare shoulder. He felt you stir awake and Charlie kissed his way up your neck, and then finally, your earlobe.

“Morning, gorgeous,” Charlie whispered in your ear and then nibbled on your earlobe. The action sent tingles down your spine. “Happy birthday.” You turned your body out of his grasp so you can get a good look at your handsome boyfriend of five years.

“Good morning, Charlie,” you said. You pressed a kiss to your boyfriend’s cheek. “Something smells good.”

“I made us breakfast. Are you hungry?” Charlie sat up so his back was against the headboard of the bed and he grabbed the tray from the bedside table. You sat up as well and mimicked Charlie’s position. You looked at the arrangement of food on the tray and your mouth began to water.

“Charlie, this looks so good. Thank you,” you said. Charlie put honey and sugar in your tea just like you liked it and handed you the warm mug. “Aw, you even made me tea. You’re so sweet.”

“Anything for my precious girl,” he cooed. He picked up a fork and then picked up a piece of the chocolate chip pancake. “Open up,” he said. He fed you breakfast and made small talk in between bites of food. Once you both finished, Charlie went to the kitchen to do the dishes. He came back to your room and went to the attached bathroom to get the shower ready for the two of you. He came back over to you and kissed your forehead.

“I was thinking that we could shower together,” Charlie suggested.

“To save water,” you winked. You got out of bed and wrapped your arms around Charlie’s neck to bring him down towards you for a kiss. You kissed his lips gently at first and then pulled away slightly. “I love you,” you said.

“I love you, too,” Charlie said and captured his lips with yours. His lips were warm and soft. They parted slightly, allowing your tongue to slip inside. Your bodies pressed together heatedly against the wall near the bathroom, breathing heavily as your lips pressed together over and over again. You could feel the thud of your combined heartbeat as you fumbled to take off each other’s clothes. Once you were both undressed, you both went into the warm shower. You both cleaned each other off, giggling throughout the process. Charlie washed your hair and would occasionally press warm kisses to your shoulder. Once you both got out of the shower, Charlie wrapped you up in a big fluffy towel and carried you to your bedroom to get dressed. Charlie grabbed a towel for his lower half as well.

“I bought an outfit for you to wear today,” Charlie said and then made his way to your closet to grab the outfit for you. It was in a bright pink box and he placed it into your arms for you to open. In the box revealed the light blue sundress that you had been eyeing at the store for weeks now, but didn’t have the money to buy, along with a pair of new wedges.

“Char, you shouldn’t have,” you said as you picked up the dress from out of the box. “It’s beautiful, thank you.”

“Anything for you,” he said as he squeezed your knee. “Go get dressed. We have a date in two hours.”

“You have a lot planned for today, don’t you?” Charlie always went all out for your birthday. It was the sweetest thing.

“You know it.” He pressed a kiss to your forehead. “I’m going to get dressed and I’ll be back to pick you up for our date, princess.” Charlie left your room and you couldn’t help but feel giddy and excited for what’s to come.

By the time that you got dressed, did your hair, and put some light makeup on, Charlie was back to pick you up for your date. Even though he had the key to your place since he was staying there for the week, he still knocked on your front door like a true gentleman. You ran to open the door for him and you couldn’t help but feel nostalgic. It felt like you were going on your first date with Charlie all over again.

You opened the door to reveal your beautiful boyfriend holding a bouquet of roses. “Ready for our date?”

“Yeah. Charlie, these are beautiful,” you said and took the roses from his hands. You made your way over to the dining room to put the flowers in a vase. Charlie couldn’t help but stare at your figure.

“Checking me out, Gillespie?” You asked once you turned back to face Charlie.

“You look beautiful, Y/n. As always,” he said and then kissed your cheek. “Ready to go?”

“Yeah, let’s go.” You both got into Charlie’s car and he drove the two of you to your destination.

“Where are we going, Charlie?” You asked. Charlie placed his right hand on your thigh, something that he always did when he drove with you. “I was thinking that we would go strawberry picking.”

“How romantic,” you gushed. The rest of the drive consisted of you and Charlie listening to classic rock, along with a couple of pop songs. You arrived at the orchard many minutes later and you went to go pick some strawberries.

“I love strawberries!” You exclaimed as you ran around the strawberry field. Charlie looked at you in adoration. He was so in love with you and he loved seeing you so happy.

“That’s why I brought you here, babe,” Charlie said and he tried to keep up with you, especially because he had the basket for the strawberries.

After the two of you picked strawberries, Charlie wanted to take you to the local fair to go on a few rides. He was also planning on winning you a teddy bear at one of the fair games. Once you two got back to the car, Charlie asked you if you wanted to go.

“Ready for what’s next?” Charlie asked and you nodded excitedly. “Wanna go to the carnival?”

“Oh my gosh! I would love to!” You exclaimed and then took a big bite out of a strawberry. Charlie thought that you were the cutest person to ever live. You were a little kid at heart and Charlie loved that about you. Charlie began to drive to the local carnival and you couldn’t help but feel excited about your date at the carnival with Charlie. He was such a romantic, no matter how much he’d hate to admit it.

Once you got there, you were basically dragging Charlie out of the car to get your tickets. “Slow down, baby. We got all day,” Charlie said.

“I’m just really excited. We haven’t been here in so long,” you stated and then you made your way to the ticket counter. Charlie purchased tickets for some of your favorite rides.

“I was thinking that I could go win you a teddy bear at the darts game first,” Charlie said.

“Aww, Char,” you said and then grabbed onto his bicep. He led the way to the game and he paid to play one round. “This one’s for you, baby.” He pressed a kiss on your cheek and then began to play. He managed to pop all of the balloons with the darts and got to pick out a teddy bear for you. He picked out a big pink bear with a tiara sitting on the top of its head.

“Here you go, birthday girl,” Charlie said and then handed the stuffed bear to you. You wore a large smile on your face and that immediately made Charlie happier than ever before. You were all he ever needed.

“Thank you, lovebug.”

“I was thinking that we could go on the carousel,” Charlie suggested.

“As long as I’m able to ride the pink horse, then we’re good,” you grabbed his hand and made your way to the Merry Go Round, a carnival classic. “You’re such a diva, but in the most adorable way possible,” Charlie said and then pinched your cheeks.

“Yeah, yeah. Let’s go.” You both got on the carousel and found the pink horse you had been looking for. Charlie helped you get on and buckled you in. “Safety first.”

“Get on the horse that’s next to me.” Charlie hopped on and the ride began shortly after. It was pretty tame for Charlie. He was very much into rides with more of an adrenaline rush, but you were having a good time and that’s all that mattered to him.

Once the ride finished you were dragging Charlie to go get some cotton candy. “Pink or blue?” Charlie asked as you both made your way on the line. “Is that even a question?”

“You’re right,” he paused. “Pink!” You both said at the same time. Charlie bought a pink cotton candy for you and a blue one for himself.

“Char, is there a difference between pink and blue?” You asked. “Or is it all for the aesthetic?”

“Oh, Y/n. You’re so cute,” Charlie said and then took out his phone from his back pocket to take a photo of you eating your cotton candy. “Smile.” You posed for the picture and Charlie took many pictures of you. “You don’t have a bad side, Y/n.”

“Anyway, wanna go on the ferris wheel?” You turned your direction to the lit-up wheel and smiled. On your second date over five years ago, Charlie took you to the fair and kissed you when you reached the top of the ferris wheel. You went to the line and Charlie gave his tickets to the worker. Charlie whispered something to him that you couldn’t quite catch but you shrugged it off. You both got in and the ride began moving. You loved this ferris wheel in comparison to others because the workers would often play really good music. As you made your way up to the top, Chariot by Jacob Lee began to play. It was the song that you and Charlie claimed as yours. It was your relationship song.

“It’s our song, babe,” you said and then kissed his cheek. “Did you arrange that?”

“I also asked if we could be the cart to stop at the top.”

“You didn’t have to do that, Char.”

“I wanted to. It is your birthday after all,” Charlie said and then pressed his lips against yours. Every time you kissed Charlie you felt sparks, no, fireworks. He was so passionate and loving. You couldn’t believe that such an amazing man was all yours.

“I can’t believe that you’re all mine,” you mumbled against his lips.

“Forever, baby,” he said and then pressed his forehead against yours. “Get used to it,” he teased.

“I love you, Charlie.”

“I love you more, Y/n. You’re my everything,” he said and then kissed you again. Charlie couldn’t get enough of your kisses. He loved feeling his lips against yours. It made him feel like he could do anything. The ride ended a couple of minutes later and you went to Charlie’s car.

“Please don’t tell me there’s more, Char,” you giggled. You appreciated everything that Charlie did for you, but you didn’t want to be spoiled too much.

“Y/n, do you know who I am?” Charlie questioned in disbelief. “I’m treating you like a queen today, so of course there is more. I was thinking of going out for lunch?”

“Maybe takeout?” You suggested an alternative. “I kinda want to go home and cuddle.”

“What my queen wants, she gets.” He began to drive while you called the local cafe that you loved so much and ordered to pick up. You picked up the food fairly quickly and you made your way to your house.

You laid all of the food out on the coffee table in the den while Charlie tried to pick out a movie for the two of you to watch. “Babe, what movie do you wanna watch?”

“Maybe a Marvel movie?”

“Perfect,” Charlie said as he selected one of the Avengers movies off of Disney Plus. Charlie grabbed a blanket for the two to both cuddle up under. You two didn’t really watch the movie that much at all. Instead, after you ate, Charlie spent the afternoon showing you how much he loved you. He worshipped every inch of your body, by kissing you and holding you.

“So much for the movie,” you laughed as you saw the ending credits on the screen. Charlie got up to turn off the television while you cleaned up the takeout containers.

“Background noise,” Charlie joked.

“Very funny, Char,” you said as you made your way over to him. You wrapped your arms around his neck and looked at him lovingly. “This has been the best day ever. Thank you.”

“I’m glad you’re having a good day, angel.” Charlie pressed a kiss to your forehead and wrapped his arms around your waist. “You deserve it.”

“You’re the love of my life, Charlie.”

“And you’re mine,” he said as he swayed the two of you back and forth. Next thing you knew, the two of you were dancing in the living room. “Dance with me, babe.”

After your impromptu dance session, Charlie sent you to your room while he set up the last birthday surprise of the day. “I’ll call you out in 15, okay?” He kissed you and sent you off. You waited in your room in excitement. You scrolled through your phone and answered some happy birthday texts while you waited.

“Y/n!” Charlie shouted. “Come here.” You entered the living room and there revealed Charlie strumming his guitar. Rose petals were scattered across the floor and champagne was in a bucket of ice with two flutes next to it. The lights were dimmed and the room smelled of your favorite mahogany candle. “Charlie, this is wonderful.”

“Can I sing to you?” Charlie said as he stepped closer to you. “Of course you can.”

I found a love for me Oh darling, just dive right in and follow my lead Well, I found a girl, beautiful and sweet Oh, I never knew you were the someone waiting for me

Charlie began singing Ed Sheeran’s Perfect, one of your favorites. The song always made you tear up but hearing Charlie singing it almost made you sob.

'Cause we were just kids when we fell in love Not knowing what it was I will not give you up this time But darling, just kiss me slow, your heart is all I own And in your eyes, you're holding mine

You reminisced about the time when Charlie first asked you out. You were both seventeen and you remember Charlie being so nervous but so charming at the same time. You couldn’t believe how far you’ve come since then.

Baby, I'm dancing in the dark with you between my arms

Barefoot on the grass, listening to our favorite song When you said you looked a mess, I whispered underneath my breath But you heard it, darling, you look perfect tonight

“I love you,” you mouthed to Charlie.

Well I found a woman, stronger than anyone I know She shares my dreams, I hope that someday I'll share her home I found a love, to carry more than just my secrets To carry love, to carry children of our own

The lyrics hit close to home because you wanted everything in life with Charlie. A home, marriage, children, everything. You wanted it all with him and only him. Forever.

We are still kids, but we're so in love Fighting against all odds I know we'll be alright this time Darling, just hold my hand Be my girl, I'll be your man I see my future in your eyes

You saw the future in his eyes too. You saw the world in Charlie’s eyes.

Baby, I'm dancing in the dark, with you between my arms Barefoot on the grass, listening to our favorite song When I saw you in that dress, looking so beautiful I don't deserve this, darling, you look perfect tonight

Baby, I'm dancing in the dark, with you between my arms Barefoot on the grass, listening to our favorite song I have faith in what I see Now I know I have met an angel in person And she looks perfect I don't deserve this You look perfect tonight

He finished the song with one final strum to his guitar. He placed his guitar on the stand and looked at you with watered eyes. “How was that cover?”

“Beautiful,” you ran over to Charlie and wrapped your arms around him. “Thank you.”

“Anything for you, Y/n. You know that.”

“Well, I appreciate everything. This is beautiful,” you said as you pointed at your surroundings.

“Y/n, can I ask you something?” Charlie asked nervously. You could sense his nerves immediately and a part of you felt scared. “Yeah, of course. Are you okay?”

“Yeah, I’m fine. Just nervous,” He said as he grabbed your hands. “You’re incredible, Y/n. I have never met anyone like you in my entire life. You’re the best thing that has ever happened to me and I’m so lucky that I met you all of those years ago. These past five years have been the best years of my life.”

You had a feeling of where Charlie’s speech was going, but you couldn’t help but ask him. “Charlie, what are you trying to say?”

“Just like the song said, Y/n. I want to make memories with you that will last a lifetime. I want to have children with you. I want to grow old with you.” You were both fully crying by now.

“I want all of that with you, too.” Charlie kneeled in front of you and reached for something in his back pocket. “Char, oh my gosh,” you gasped. He pulled out a velvet box and opened it to reveal a sparkling diamond ring.

“Will you marry me?” Charlie popped the question. You nodded your head frantically, words unable to leave your mouth.

“Words, babe. Words,” Charlie said.

“Yes, of course, I’ll marry you,” you said and kneeled to meet him with a kiss. “I love you,” you mumbled against his lips.

“I love you, too.” Charlie took the ring out of the box and put the ring on your finger. “So much.”

“Wanna go drink that champagne, fiancé?” You asked, motioning towards the bottle. “Maybe kiss a little.”

“It would be my pleasure, birthday girl.”

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butcherknives · 3 years

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frenzy.

Here’s the promised Part 2 to euphoria. Can be read separately. Please enjoy!

━ pairing M!Reader / Nero

━ warnings n s f w 🔞 spicy 🔥 minor (half-)Devil Trigger, and so much swearing

━ word count 1,600

You’ve led him to the mattress where Nero’s nude form cuts a beautiful picture while you draw your palms along his knees. You trace up over the swell of his muscular thighs and into the divot of his pelvis where his skin is impossibly warm. You wonder, not for the first time, what it might be like to bury yourself just beneath the surface.

There, encased in his warmth, you would be forbidden.

He rests his back against the sheets and offers you a cavalier grin that makes your heartbeat stutter. “Hey,” he says, nothing more. Your eyes are drawn to the swell of his ruddy lips while your hand coasts against the line of his hip.

“Hey,” you answer all the same.

The collision of his kiss steals the breath from your lungs. You drown in the whiskey heat, slotted together while you trace the waves of pleasure with your eyes closed and his arm around your shoulders. He's drawing you down and you're exhaling a laugh through your nose, delighted by his impatience. There's a burning in the way he laps at your teeth and coaxes your tongue while you grapple at the sheets. Your head spins and he wants you.

And you want him.

You shift to place your weight on your knees while his lips chase yours. You're slipping your hand between your bodies to encircle your fingers around his erection and fuck, Nero groans beneath you when you squeeze. You're set aflame. Your kiss follows the dip of his lips and down to the dimple in his chin, over the column of his neck to his clavicle where you listen to him sigh his pleasure. His hands are soft along your back. He coasts the lines of your body, leaving heat in the wake of his touch. You smile against his abdomen.

Your tongue slides along his shaft, your head gently pillowed between his thighs. His mouth is parted on soft breaths and as you observe the flutter of his snowy lashes, you’re coaxed further in. Your mouth encircles the tip of his erection and the dazzling hiss he exhales, the way his chest swells and back arches – you want to give him the bliss for which he yearns.

You swallow around him and spread your legs against the mattress. Flashes of lightning strike your core and bleed into your dick, and already you feel yourself growing hard in reply. As his moans strike the air, you undulate your hips into the bed in slow, easy rolls. The friction makes you see stars.

"Feels so good, babe,” he says on the wings of a shuddering breath. “So fucking good.”

Opening your jaw wider, you take his thick cock in as far as you’re able. It hits your tonsils and you pause, closing your eyes, willing yourself not to choke while you steady your breathing through your nose. Your saliva drips past your lips. You suckle and swallow around his skin.

“Shit...”

When you’re ready, you work him deeper. Deeper until your eyes roll into the back of your head; until your throat clenches and you have to steady your cough. Then you’re back up to his cockhead with a slick pop, dripping, leaking slime while he inhales a shaking gasp.

You’re swallowing the mess you’ve made when you feel him leaning forward to gently guide your mouth to his. You hum into the kiss. His tongue tastes the velvet of your cheeks and follows the ridges in the roof of your mouth, and you ground your hold on his shoulders.

“I wanna fuck you.” You groan at his husky words. “Can I?”

And who are you to deny him when you want him, too?

You’ve slicked his cock with lubricant and slid your fingers into yourself to gauge your entrance. He’s sitting on the edge of the mattress with his hand extended toward you, and when you take it, he curls his fingers between yours and draws you into his orbit.

He’s smiling at you yet in the haze of hazel, you can see a flicker of ferocity. “Sit in my lap,” he’s telling you, his lips feathered against yours. “I wanna see you.” He inclines his chin behind you and you follow his gaze to the dresser where just above, the mirror reflects your image.

Your heart thrums with excitement.

With your back to his chest, you guide his straining dick to the line of your ass. He pushes in. Your mouth opens, eyes rolling with the heady pain-pleasure. He works himself in, his forearm pressed into your breastbone to hold you against him and you’re powerless against him the way that you like. When he’s buried inside, when you’re full and aching, he catches your eyes in the mirror. His stare is dark. His palm traces your skin and his possession has you moaning his name.

“Look at yourself,” he says into your ear, humid with gravel that sizzles carbonation in your gut. You clench around him. His eyes fall shut only for a moment before he snorts a quiet laugh. “Yeah, you like this?” and he’s dragging his tongue along your neck, giving you shallow thrusts that make you shudder.

You can see the way you flush with need and shit, you watch him watching you. He’s irrevocably handsome. Celestial. The way the sunlight filters through his white hair; the sharp angle of his jaw; his powerful hands pressing into your skin.

At this moment, you are his.

“Please,” you murmur as you tilt your head back to lean against his temple.

You can feel the stretch of his smile. “Please what?”

“Fuck me.” He hums his delight and you wrap your arm behind his head to clutch at those short strands. In your desperation, your voice grows insistent; your tone pitches higher. “Fuck me, Nero. Fuck me.”

Nero grips your hip and stands. You puff your surprise, and as your hand falls away to reach for the dresser, you glance at your reflection. He’s looking back at you. Your heart catches in your throat.

He fucks you the way you beg.

His hand is pressed beside yours, the other squeezing your hip. His body is stretched over yours, long, lean, and you struggle to watch through the tears fogging your vision. You can’t help but look even as the mirror jumps with his thrusts.

“How’s it feel, sweetheart?” he says into your ear. Your skin is scorching. “Do you see how beautiful you are for me?”

You can’t find the words. Your head drops between your shoulders while you hang on. Nero exhales a breathy chuckle and hooks his arms through yours, yanking you up with a tug. You keen. Fuck, he’s so deep. He stuffs you at just the right angle to render you blind with pleasure. Oh, but you can’t stop looking at your reflection. The way your expression contorts or how your straining erection bounces with the crash of his hips. You grit your teeth and burn. And burn. And burn in the onslaught of ecstasy.

His eyes flicker. They shine golden, bathed in oranges and reds. His pupils narrow to serpent slits. His thrusts grow powerful, jagged with brutality. He’s slamming into you, rocking you onto the balls of your feet, and as you pitch forward, he pulls you back up. His arm snakes around you once more to cup your chin in his hand, to tilt your head to the side, and nip at the sensitive flesh dipping beneath your ear.

You notice the tinge of blue at his fingertips; the elongated claws that lightly bite your skin beneath the rough wave of scales; the halo of ghostly azure wings at his back.

His reflection is starving.

You are at his divine mercy.

There’s movement in the mirror that catches your eye. His spectral claws flare and lower and you’re mesmerized, trapped in the image of his wings reaching for your legs. You gasp. He lifts you until your toes barely brush the carpet and here, he peels you wide open. Those searing fingers dig into the meat of your thighs while you claw at his long hair.

He’s buried to the hilt. The sound of his growl and your sex is obscene in the silence. You watch your chest heave before you come undone and when you call his name, it’s with a sharp cry.

You sink into oblivion and drown in the flash of candied thrill.

Nero’s sharp teeth cut into your shoulder, and while you quiver, tears spilling out of the corner of your eyes, he slams into you. His claws nick your skin and he’s telling you he’s going to come. He’s going to come. Oh. “Fuck,” he groans. “Oh my god.”

Rope after rope of sticky cum pools inside of you while your throat clicks around ragged breaths. You shudder in your delirium.

“Shit...” he murmurs. You feel your feet touch back down but you’re focused solely on the feeling of Nero holding you in his arms. Gathering you close. Kissing your temple. “Damn.”

Cotton warmth settles in your veins. “Yeah...”

He smiles at you in the mirror. You smile back.

And as he spills onto the bed at your back, the weightlessness of the fall kicks a shiver of adrenaline within you, and you laugh. You laugh and bury your face into the crook of his neck while he runs his palms along your back in soothing circles.

“I love you,” he says.

His words melt like candle wax.

“Good,” you tell him with a brush of a kiss. “I love you, too, Nero.”

#devil may cry #nero #male reader #dmc nero #all purpose writing tag #putting this up on ao3 with part 1 #anyway please let me know if you enjoy

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honeypirate · 3 years

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What’s a Carnival w/o a Kiss?

Nishinoya, Tendou, Kuroo, and Bokuto visit you at your kissing booth.

Fem reader

Choose your character ending!!

Your best friends name is Mina bc I’m watching MHA and needed a name.

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When they approved your VBC kissing booth you were shocked. You thought for sure it would be denied but apparently they thought it would be fun. “What’s the harm in a kiss?” The principle had said while following it up by stating if anyone was truly uncomfortable they didn't have to participate, it was the person’s choice to participate in the kissing booth.

You spent the day preparing the booth and painting it for the carnival tomorrow. You were nervous about it even though the kissing booth was your idea. You only suggested it becasue you thought it would be a great way to raise money since everyone on the girls and boys teams were well know. Plus you thought you could get out of it. nope, if your best friend Mina was participating there was no way she would let you out of it since she knew if you were really uncomfortable with it you wouldnt have thought of the idea yourself. “Too bad so sad” she said while you poured. The girls team would be the ones in the booth Saturday morning and the boys in the booth in the afternoon. Your time was scheduled for noon and youd be in there for fifteen minutes.

You werent just nervous because you had to kiss people, but what if no one wanted to kiss you? What if the entire fifteen minutes you had no one would show up? Just lines and lines for Mina who was right after you. You would feel so embarrassed and it might wreck your self esteem. You sigh and wipe off a bit of paint where you spilled and fixed your other mistakes.

“This looks amazing y/n!” (Noya/tendou/kuroo/Bo) said as he came over to you and you laughed softly “really? Thanks. It isnt hard though it’s just two colors” he laughs and picks up the paint brush with red on the end and placed a bit on your nose and you gasp, your cheeks flushing “doesnt mean you arent good at it!” he says and you smile softly. Somehow just his presence seemed to calm you down “thank you” you said softly and he nods with a grin. you take the white and paint a stripe down his cheek and then giggle as he gasps in shock.

Somehow in the paint fight ended up with him holding your hands above your head and painting doodles on your face while you chuckled and stared up at him. He was so pretty, you didnt get much time to appreciate his looks but you thanked whatever gods were above for this chance

“Hey! Save it for the booth!” His Coach calls out and you feel your face flush as he just laughs above you and rolls off you “sorry coach!” he replies and you avoid eye contact, too embarrassed for being caught goofing off.

“The booth is going to be amazing tomorrow” he says and helps you wash your brushes. “I hope so” you whisper softly, your anxieties coming back. When you’re done you walk him to the gym door so he can head to practice “Hey” he says softly and you look up at him “i’ll see you at the booth tomorrow, okay?” he says with a grin and it makes your stomach flop and your heart race. Your cheeks feel warm as you smile back at him “i’ll-” you clear your throat so you can sound more confident and then grin “i’ll be looking forward to it”

You couldnt sleep, nervous for the kissing booth but now you were nervous because you knew at least ONE person would be there in your line. You didnt even care if you had no other people who wanted to kiss you because you knew your crush was going to be there. At least you hoped that was what he meant.

That morning you made sure you wore your favorite outfit and put on a little perfume, you did your hair your favorite way so you could have more confidence in yourself and at the end of getting ready you felt actually really good about yourself. You looked in the mirror and smiled, maybe today would be the day you would kiss your crush.

Mina shaked your shoulders and squealed “are you ready?!” she said and pushed you towards the booth you had been abiding all day a long “nooooo” is his you respond and she just laughs. “Time to switch!” she sings and your Captain laughs at the boos that Mina get and she waves “sorry boys” she says and pats your shoulder as she exits the booth “good luck” she says and you smile and swallow hard. “Now it’s time for y/n!” Mina sings and you walk through the booth, pausing for a moment when you hear whistles and cheers which was the opposite of what you were expecting. You take a seat on the stool and feel your cheeks flush as the first boy steps up and hands you a red ticket and then presses his lips to yours for a second.

After five minutes kissing didnt even feel like kissing anymore. You lost count of the people who wanted to kiss you but after a few more minutes the line ends and you get a break. You look at your phone to check how much time you have left. 4 minutes to go. You felt your heart begin to shrink when you thought he wouldn’t come. You were distracted by a text from Mina you didnt notice someone approaching until he spoke.

Nishinoya

“Is this booth open?” he asks with a chuckle and your eyes snap up as a smile spreads across your lips “i thought you werent gonna make it” you say with a lilt in your voice and he laughs “how could i miss this? I get to kiss the most beautiful girl not to mention my long time crush” you feel your cheeks flush “i've been waiting for you all day, not to mention i won you this!” he pulls up a small teddy bear and your eyes widen with a chuckle “really! That’s so sweet Noya!” he gets a little nervous now, he confessed his feelings and you didn't say anything about it yet. He feels his face flush as he fumbles with his ticket in his hands. “So.. uh.. Yeah” he says and rocks on his toes as he looks at his ticket. You laugh and hold out your left hand for the ticket with a small smile. He grins as his cheeks dust darker pink as he places the piece of paper gently in your palm. You hop off the stool and lean across the booth to cup his cheek “i’ve been waiting all day for you” you whisper and then you press your lips to his.

Your lips softly rest against his for a moment before you’re pulling back “no, wait” he says softly and cups your cheeks, pulling them back to his own. His tongue touches your bottom lip and you meet it with your own, deepening the kiss and humming in happiness as your lips move together

“Hello?!” the boy behind him asks annoyed and you pull apart with blushing cheeks “sorry guys y/n’s time is over!” Mina says from behind you. You dont know when she appeared but you felt embarrassed anyway. You wave to the long line of guys that had appeared and they all looked mad as Nishinoy just looked like he was in heaven as he walked around the side of the booth to meet you at the back. “Hi” you say shyly and he smiles “hi beautiful” he says you blush “I really like you, Yuu” you whisper with a shy laugh and he takes your hand, lacing your fingers together. “I would hope so! You kissed me like it!” you laugh and rock your shoulder into his playfully “wanna go get some cotton candy?” he asks and you laugh “yes! That sounds amazing. Then maybe we could ride the ferris wheel”

Tendou

“Helloooo” he says happily while waving his ticket slowly in front of your phone “aren’t phones against the rules?” you laugh and roll your eyes “you’re here” you say softly and he smiles and runs a hand through his hair “here i am!” he says with a laugh that shows his anxiety. You take his ticket and then reach up and run your hands through his hair “can i tell you something?” you ask, grateful there isn’t anyone behind him right now. He nods, his ruby eyes shining as they stare into yours “I’ve been waiting for you Satori” you say and laugh shyly and he cups your cheeks, pressing his lips against yours softly. Its soft and sweet and when you pull back he’s pulling your lips back to his again and again, quickly peppering kisses against your lips as you chuckle. “Tendou?” he kisses you and hums in response “maybe” kiss kiss “we should” more kisses “tendou!” mina shouts and he pulls back to look behind you as he still holds your face “take her away, her time is over” tendou shouts for joy and hops through the booth window, taking your hand and leading you away as you chuckle “lets get some lunch and talk about how much you love me” he says and you laugh “sounds good to me” you respond and squeeze his hand. He looks to you with a gasp before his face turns into a grin “and obviously i’ll talk about how much i love you back. It wont just be about me” you laugh “i know, i could tell how much you liked me from those kisses”

Kuroo

“Hey there cutie” he says and you laugh as you shove your phone in your pocket. He always had a way of taking away all your anxiety. You smile up at him as he hands you a red ticket. “Glad you could finally make it Tetsu” you joke as you take his ticket, placing it in the basket with all the others. “I told you id be here” he said with a smile as he leaned his elbows on the booth and smiled at you now he was your height. “And here i thought you were just waiting to kiss all the girls” he hums and reaches out to tuck your hair behind your ear “nah, i only wanna kiss you. I mean, why would i want to kiss anyone else when i have you?” you hop off the stool and lean closer “and how are you sure you even have me?” you whisper and he cups your cheek softly “you have no idea how bad I am hoping” he says, his eyes showing how much vulnerability he is hiding with his teasing “same here” you whisper as he cups your cheeks and presses his lips to yours. The kiss ends sooner than you hoped but the way he is smiling melts your heart “are you done here yet?” he asks with a chuckle and mina behind you yells out “yes! She is! Go on!” she ushers you out of the booth. He holds his hand out to you and you take it with a smile, lacing your fingers together “I guess you were right” you say and he laughs “about what?’ he asks and you squeeze his hand as a blush dusts your cheeks “you have me”

Bokuto

“Hey!” he shouts and you look up at him “no hey hey hey?” you ask as you stand from the stool and smile. He laughs and scratches behind his head “i’m just a little nervous” he says with a shy laugh “hey” you say softly and he meets your eye with his cheeks blushing “I was really hoping you’d come” you say softly, your heart racing. “Really?” he asks and leans forward, placing his ticket on the booth edge and you laugh with a nod. You raise your hand and use your finger to tell him to come closer which he does with a smile and you cup his cheek with one hand while leaning into his opposite ear “i really, really like you Kou” you whisper and he hums in excitement “i like you too!” he says and you laugh “maybe i should kiss you now” he says and you nod as you feel yourself get twice as nervous. He cups your cheeks “so beautiful” he whispers before he presses his lips to yours. You hum at the same time and then chuckle as you kiss him deeper. He pulls back and you chuckle as you wipe his bottom lip with your thumb. Mina taps your shoulder “you’re done hun, now go get your man” she says and you laugh as you make your way around to Bo who excitedly takes your hand “do you wanna maybe turn this into a date?” he asks and you smile with a nod “I’d love that Kou”

~ending~

You spend the whole day with him and watch the sunset form the Ferris wheel, stopping right at the top for you guys. “Wait” you say and turn to him “weren’t you supposed to be in the kissing booth too?” You ask and he chuckles softly “yeah I ditched. I don’t want to kiss anyone else but you” you smile, your cheeks flushing and heart dancing at his words “well if I knew that in the beginning” you say with a laugh and he cups your cheek “you only wanna kiss me too?” He asks softly, his eyes drifting to your lips as you nod. “Then maybe you should be my girl” he says and you laugh “yeah maybe I should” you say just before his lips press against yours for the umpteenth time already today, sending warm fuzzies to your heart and spawned more butterflies you were sure to fly out and into his mouth.

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