#i sigh and stare at my hw

[jasmines-library]

hihihhiihhihi!!

can i send in a request for remus lupin x ditzy!reader?

like remus is trying to do his hw for an exam the next day and reader keeps bothering him for attention and he’s just like “no i’m busY for a test tomorrow” and reader is like “well you can study for it some other time tomorrow” n he’s just like “what?”

it’s okay if you don’t understand it lmao

Talk now, Study Later

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Warnings: none! Fluffy

Word Count: 900 (on the short side, im sorry. It's worth it though for the fluff i promise.)

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Remus was busy studying. Or rather trying to. He was hunched over the desk, quill in hand as he read over his notes from class. Slughorn had decided to give all of his classes a test, and it seemed to be taking up all of Remus’ spare time. It felt as though he had been hunched over that little desk for much longer than a few hours as his back began to ache. Still, he made no move to leave as he tried to cram in as much revision as he could. 

You weren’t doing him many favours. You had been watching him from across his room for a while now. You had tried to drag him away from his desk a few times, and each time he responded by telling you that he just needed five more minutes to finish up. At first you had humoured him, but you could see the toll it was taking on him and much more to the point: you missed him. 

“Remuusss.” you whined his name from where you lay on his bed. 

He somewhat hummed in acknowledgement. 

“I’m lonely.” You told him. “Come and sit with me.” You patted the space beside you. 

Remus frowned, sweeping his hair away from his eyes as he continued to write. “I can’t. Dove. I need to study for my test tomorrow.”

You pouted with a sigh, rolling over onto your back to stare up at the canopy. You could still hear the scratching of his quill as the room fell back into silence again. You were half tempted to snatch the quill out of his hand…you had tried that once before. It didn’t end too well on your behalf. It ended with spilt ink and a trip to the house elves to see if they would kindly get the ink out of your shirt. Another few minutes passed of you waiting for your boyfriend, until you finally couldn’t wait any longer. 

Clambering off the bed, you stood behind him sliding your arms over his shoulders and around his neck.You rested your chin on top of his head.  He glanced up at you, craning his head to see you properly.

“What are you doing?”

“Nothing” You sang. 

He gave you a look out of the corner of his eye. One that told you that he knew exactly what you were up to. “Y/n.”

“What? Can’t a girl hug her boyfriend anymore? I thought you liked my hugs, Moony?”

“I do-” he sighed, “But I need to study, Dove.”

You pressed a kiss to his forehead. “You can study for it tomorrow.”

Remus frowned, his scars and freckles shifting as he made confused lines on his face. “What?”

“Please Rem?” You asked, moving around to face him. You straddled his lap and he gave you an unamused look. Cupping his face in your hands, you smoothed your thumb over his skin, tracing the length of his scar over his cheek and down to his lips. “Take a break.”

You leaned forward onto his chest, burying your face into his neck. He was warm and he smelt faintly of earl grey tea, part of the remnants from the mug he had left to get cold, pine and his favourite chocolates that he always had stashed in his pockets. You closed your eyes, relaxing into him. 

He sighed, leaning into your touch before pressing a kiss to your head. You perked up looking up at him as he dropped his quill, setting it down besides his pages of loose notes. 

“You’re going to be the absolute death of me,” Remus chuckled lowly. “You know that.”

You grinned. “You know you love me.”

He rolled his eyes playfully. “I’m not sure I will when I fail this test.”

You pouted, to which he leaned forward and pressed a kiss to them softly. “I’m only messing with you, Dove.”

“I know.” You hummed. “I just wanted you to kiss me.”

“You little minx.” Remus laughed, lacing his arms around your back.

“Only for you.”

“You’re going to be the death of me, you know that right?” Remus smirked, trailing a finger along the bridge of your nose as you traced the pattern on his jumper. It was green and hand knitted by a vendor in Hogsmeade. The two of you were passing by when you saw his eyes light up when he saw it. He had considered it for a while, passing the wool between his fingers. It was silky soft with dainty stitches that interlocked with other colours to create rows of shapes. In the end, he had opted not to buy it. But you had seen the way he had sent time pondering over it, so the next day you went back and bought it for him. That night you left it on his bed as a gift alongside some of his favourite chocolates that you had snagged from honeydukes. He put it on straight away, claiming that it was now his favourite sweater. He wore it all the time, and you liked the way that it brought out the different hues in his eyes. That and it smelt like him. Often he would find you wearing it whenever it went missing from his trunk. Not that he ever minded. 

Remus kissed you again. “I love you.”

“Me too, Moony. I love you very much.”

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MARAUDERS TAGS:

@hearts4robs @xxrougefangxx

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#marauders x reader #marauders #remus lupin #remus lupin x reader #sirius black #sirius black x reader #wolfstar #wolfstar x reader #fluff #fluffy #fanfiction #moony #padfoot #moony wormtail padfoot and prongs #james potter #james potter x reader

[kakujis]

happy birthday, keisuke!

synopsis: you celebrate keisuke's day with toman.

warnings: gn!reader, swearing, this is fluffy and gross, yn can't bake for shit (me), not proofread, and that should be it!

ft: baji keisuke x reader, 1.2k

network: @enchantedforest-network

a/n: HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO THE LOML!!!!!!! i set aside my hw and all to get this finished hehe. it's still the 2nd in my area, but ik it's the 3rd elsewhere! i tried to keep it short and simple this time!! i won't get sappy or anything but i truly love baji so much!! happy birthday, kei, hope its a good one. ♡

with the amount of staring you’ve been doing, you must as well be losing your vision, the words on the screen blurred and hazy. you’ve scrolled through the ingredient and instruction list an obscene amount of times, and yet… things seem to always turn out like this. 

“i’ve got no fucking clue what i’m doing!” you huff, but the silver haired man besides you simply laughs in reply. “mitsuya, why does my cake look like one of y’all rolled it over with your motorbikes?” 

“to be honest,” he starts, snickering as he inspects it, “i have no idea. i mean, you followed the recipe and all didn’t you?” 

you nod, sadly staring at another failed attempt. he decides to take a piece and taste it, throwing it into his mouth, chewing with an unreadable expression.

“it’s not like it’s inedible, it’s miles better than your first attempt. it’s just a little dry and crumbly…” mitsuya says, brow furrowing, “alright, honestly, it’s pretty bad.” 

you sigh loudly, picking it up and throwing it into the trash, “i told you we should’ve gotten him a cake from the store!” all your attempts have been moot. instead of a fluffy and moist cake, it’s always flat and dry even with mitsuya’s help. 

kazutora pops his head into the kitchen at that moment, “i can run really fast if you want me to.” 

you shake your head, “...no. don’t… do that.” you point to your forehead, signaling him of the decorations stuck on his. 

he shrugs, pulling off a stray streamer, and walking in before he’s jumping up to sit on the counter.“how are we gonna have a birthday party with no cake?” 

you frown, whining, “man, i don’t know. mitsuya, what do we do?” 

he glances over at the clock, mouth pressed in a line, before he answers. “you could always stick a candle into his soba noodles, we've got tons of those.” 

“we are doomed.” you state, sighing as you slump against the counter. “sorry kei…” 

even though you know, deep down, that keisuke baji could give less than two shits about a cake, you really wanted to surprise him. you did the same for him on white day, all those years back in highschool when you finally confessed. he accepted it, shitty chocolate and all, as you hid your burnt bandaged fingers behind your back. he never mentioned it, but you assume he knew, when instead of kissing your lips, he dragged your hands out from behind you and kissed your them while your heart almost sprang out of your chest. 

“who’s doomed?” you hear a loud yet comforting voice coming from the hallway. you look up to see draken, smiling ear to ear as he holds a cake box. 

“draken!” the three of you giddily call in unison and he smiles wider. 

mikey isn’t far behind him, peeking out to say, “there’s no way you guys thought we were gonna eat a cake they made right? it’s literally y/n, we would’ve died. i think baji almost did when he ate your confession chocolate.” 

“i’m going to ignore that for now.♡︎” you chime, keeping the strained smile on your face. 

“you guys are so mean to my protégé.” mitsuya chides, giving you a pat on the back. “anyway, we’re running out of time before he gets home, let’s finish this up.” 

you all nod and run off to your places, with you cleaning up the kitchen, and yourself, as best you can before you head out to the living room. the decorations are strung up nicely, courtesy of emma and hina, although takemichi, chifuyu, and pah definitely tried their best. you’re a little nervous, heart fluttering, as the lights dim and everyone crouches in place. 

you wait a few moments, eyes adjusting to the now darkened room as you catch a wave from chifuyu right before the front door slams open. equally as loud as the slam shut, baji talks to his mom on the phone. 

“yeah ma, i just got home. thanks for hangin’ with me today. huh? oh yeah, i’ve got plans with the guys tonight…” he mutters, phone pressed up against one shoulder as he kicks his shoes off. “unfortunately, its just the guys, said they couldn’t get off work early enough..” he trails off, a solemn expression on his face and you bite back the urge to laugh. 

“alright, love you ma, talk to you later.” he says as he hangs up, placing his book bag onto the floor. as he hits the lights, you all pop up out of place. 

“happy birthday, baji!” you cheer out in unison. it’s an explosion of streamers, confetti, and colors with some of you using party poppers and some of you using the blowers. 

he jumps while breaking out in a shit-eating grin, his pearly canine teeth in full view. his eyes scan the room til they fall onto you, the excitement sparked behind them clear as he immediately makes his way over to you. 

“no fuckin’ way,” he laughs, throwing his arms around you, before peppering kisses on your cheeks. “should’ve known you were a liar.” 

you hug him back, but pull off slightly, when you suddenly feel the heavy eyes of everyone around you. “o-okay keisuke, that’s enough.”

he presses a final kiss to your forehead before turns and glares, “huh? you guys got a problem with this?” 

mikey glares back, “yeah. i do.”

baji releases you, walking over to “square up” with mikey. the two of them bickering about the importance of everyone showing up, but also, a significant other is important too, and besides, “i was about to greet everyone, it’s not my fault you can’t find a date.”  

“here we go,” draken sighs, before sliding onto the couch. “emma, can you get me something to drink?” 

you shrug, settling in next to kazutora who’s excitedly bringing out the games for the night. the rest of the party goes well, the laughter bouncing off the walls of your shared apartment. it’s a nice little life you’ve got with baji so far. while he studies his ass off in school, your work is good enough to support the both of you. it’s cozy, it’s everything you’ve wanted. 

as the night winds down and everyone clears out, you find yourself cleaning up. you tell keisuke not to worry about it, “it’s your night, i’ll finish up here.” but he tsks you away, shoving littered plastic forks and plates into a bag anyway. he finds you in the kitchen later on, washing a few trays that were used to set the food out. 

he snakes his arms around your waist, breath tickling your ear as he asks, “so where’s my cake?” 

“huh?” you giggle, turning off the sink. “what are you talking about? we ate it all earlier?” 

“no, not that one.” he grins, his pretty hair falling over your shoulder. “the one mikey told me you made.” 

you freeze, that little shit. “uh… honestly, we threw them away. even with mitsu’s help, i couldn’t make you anythin’ good.” 

“well, that’s no good.” he hums for a bit, before spinning you around, a devious smile on his face. 

“kei?” you ask, but you’re interrupted by his lips on yours. 

“guess i gotta settle for somethin’ even sweeter.” he murmurs, before his hands are cupping your cheeks as he kisses you again and again.

“you’re so fucking cheesy.” you giggle in between kisses, hands naturally coming around his waist. “happy birthday, keisuke.♡︎” 

#tokyo revengers x reader #tokyo revengers fluff #baji keisuke x reader #baji keisuke fluff #baji keisuke x yn #baji keisuke x you #tokyo revengers x you #tokyo revengers x yn #pibby writing

[bokunosoul]

𝙄 𝙝𝙖𝙩𝙚 𝙮𝙤𝙪, 𝙄 𝙡𝙤𝙫𝙚 𝙮𝙤𝙪

Yuno (Black Clover) x Reader

𝙉𝙎𝙁𝙒 requests are OPEN

MINOR DNI, for requests i don't accept reqs for ageless blogs, anonymous blogs or minors

𝙒𝙖𝙧𝙣𝙞𝙣𝙜𝙨 : f-ngering, m-sterbation, d-rty talk, b-ow job, cursing, hate sex, v-yeurism, s-xual assault on reader by an opponent, reader and yuno has some experience, aged up, public intercourse, d-flowering, rushed work etc.

Being part of the golden dawn and being part of nobility, you seemed like you have the best life ever.  That means you have to make the best reputation out of yourself.

But you can't.

You endes up being compared by your family to yuno, your colleague. You hate to admit it but he's really good at doing those missions all by himself, no wonder he became a vice captain in such a young age.

He's also kinda.... goodlooking.

Now here you are trying to be composed infront of you captain along side with yuno receiving orders.

"Y/N, Yuno, you will be going to explore an dungeon and report back immidiately once you've completed this mission. You will be leaving early tomorrow. Get along well and make sure to rest."

The captain said and you both saluted to him. Once you got out of the door you glared at him and turned your back.

"What a snob!!!" bell, his sylph said and stick out her tongue behind your back.

"Stop it bell." Yuno said

You looked at him one last time, hw just stared plainly with those attractive eyes. Blushing in fury you just marched away and layed frustrated in your room. Why the fuck does he stare at me with those eyes? You can't help but to blush replaying what happened earlier.

The very next day you both set off to your mission. You both just rided your own brooms and it was very pleasing to watch the sun rise whilst you ride in the air.

You both arrived at the dungeons amd split off. Came across a bunch of opponents. But as always they were no match for you. You sighed as you thought things were over and you were about to call it a day.

You were suddenly taken aback by a man and you can't escape from his arms. You started attacking him one by one with your magic but still he doesn't budge.

A fucking diamond mage. This is bad.

"Get of me you pervert!" you shouted at the guy and he just gave off an disgusting smirk.

Disgusting!

"What's a pretty girl doing here alone in the dungeons? hmmm? "

"None. Of. Your. Fucking. Bussiness. "

i cursed and proceeded to struggle to get off him.

"You must want to know my name sweetie, the names Ragus. "

You started to tear up as he started to linger his hands to your thighs along to the part where your mother told you to save for your marriage.

"N-no, p-please. "

Everything came in so fast. The guys suddenly was thrown across the place, none other than yuno. He looked so enraged and shocked, even though your eyes were blurry from the tears you still saw it.

"I didn't asked for help. "

He came closer to you, taking off his robe and wrapping it around your waist. Your'e faced started turning red as he carried you in his arms bridal style.

" Put me down. "

" No. "

" I hate you. "

This man so frickin persistent, it was annoying. You just kinda stared at him for a while and gave in.

___

Now it's night fall at the moon shines brightly, and it was not safe to travel as some beasts and bandits rome this area. Yuno decided to cook a meal and you decides to go take a stroll to clear your mind.

Replaying on what happened earlier, you felt disgusted. That mans perverted touch, gaze still lingers on my skin.

Thankfully,  you can hear there's a waterfall up ahead so you can go take a bath.

You were mesmerized by the scenery infront of you. A thousand stars can be seen, and the moon is so full up above.

' No one can should be looking right? '

You carefully slipped out your clothes and hopped onto the water. Leaving you naked in all of your glory. You dove upon the cold water and like any normal person would do in the bath.

Sighing you sat in a nearby boulder and dried off your body. You were frustrated, you embarassed yourself earlier infront of him.

The way he looked earlier.....

You started to feel hot as you imagined his look earlier. You can't think straight anymore whilst your breathe hitches and body heats up.

I moaned as i inserted one of my fingers inside my needy cunt, while your other hand massages your breasts.

"Ah~fuck~"

You imagine yourself getting fucked by him. His cock so deep in your needy hole as you moan in pleasure. You hate him, hate that he makes you feel this way.

All that pent up feeling all you do was just to do it solo by yourself. Your parents conservativeness, heavy burden, past relationships and stress makes you feel dry.

"Hah~ yuno~ oh fuck yes!"

"Oh~shit!"

"Yes! ~yes!~yes! "

Now here you are desperately pumping your fingers back in fourth in your slit making vulgar noises, thinking of the hot mage. Causing you to come all over the place.

'Fuck i made a mess.'

You suddenly heard a rustling noise in the bushed. You hurriedly covered yourself with your clothes.

"WHO'S THAT!?"

I heaved an sigh of relief as the figure appears to be an deer. You decided to just get cleaned and dressed and head back to him.

_

"I'm back."

You said and sat in the ground infront of the bonfire. You can't see his face but it looks like that he is eating.

It's been 30 minutes and he still hasn't talked nor faced me. He just sat down facing the other way round.

Weird. He normally would discuss about what will we report about to captain....

"Yuno?"

You asked as you walked towards him. His face seemed red and he looks so flustered.

' does he have a fever? '

You nervously put your palms on his forehead to confirm. Your eyes widened as he suddenly pinned you to a wall.

'W-what the fuck?'

He stared at you like a hungry wolf who targeted it's prey. Meanwhile you just stood there shock.

"You have much courage doing that in public, Y/N."

Yuno whispered onto your ear, making you instantly blush in embarassment. He saw that. HE FUCKING DID!??!

You looked away and shut your eyes tight. His hot breathe just hitched right at your neck.

" such a slut, moaning my nme like that. "

" HAH, you must be imagining things you perverted freak! "

You lied, facing him red. He smirked.

"I saw that, clearly Y/N, clearly. " yuno said firmly wrapping his arms on my waist.

" S-so? it's not like i like you or something. D-dumbass. " i stuttered and pushed him away, lightly.

" spit it out. "

"What? "

"I know you like me. "

"No."

"Are you sure?"

"N-no? "

He frowned and stopped, he started to walk away. You can't help but to feel frustrated.

"That's why i hate you. "

He stopped walking and slammed you hard against the tree.

"Really? you hate me that much huh? I will prove it to you that i am better than that." he replied smugly

"Then you have my consent, bastard. "

You smirked as your faces become closer and our bodies pressed together heatedly against the wall, breathing heavily as our lips pressed together and our tongues battle in dominance.

It's the first time she ever felt like this.

He suddenly stopped.

"Before we do anything, do i have your consent? "

"Yes, just fucking take me. "

His hands pressed under her shirt, quick to shove aside my bra. My voluptous breasts spilled out and his impatient lips hungrily sucked it off.

"Oh~ah shit!" you can't help but to moan in his touch.

He paused and threw your robe and bra on the ground. He goes down and down and down towards you legs as he carefully caresses, his hot breath along my thighs.

You gulped as you watch him lift your skirt revealing your thong. You feel embarassed as he stared at it for a few moments and take off your skirt along with thongs. Leaving you naked only for his eyes.

" so beautiful. " he whispered.

That was the last straw.

You straddled him, caughting him off guard as you lean in for a kiss.

"Where's all that courage coming from? "

"Shut up. "

My hands fumbled upon his trousers and onto his underwear revealing his erection. You blushed, since it was your first time seeing a man's part like that. You only see it in books......

His breatgour hand slowly travels on his cock. Pumping it back and fourth. Yuno looked so pretty like that, needy and desperate.

"Hah, just like that. "

He purred.

Slowly you started making kitten licks on his cock. Swirling your tongue along his tip, it then became much more intense. Gathering up the courage you slowly started going down on him, sucking his cock. You were gagging- but you couldn't care less.

"Hah~Ah shit y/n...." He let out an pleased hum whilst making eye contact with you, running his slender fingers through your hair.

You let out an shriek as he suddenly

forces your head down, causing you to choke on his cock. Bucking his hips into your mouth you can only tear up in the sensation you are feeling whilst he talks dirty to you.

"You fucking slut, the way you stare at me makes me go crazy everytime, now look at you choking at my cock. "

He said in his cool usual tone and slammed my body to the ground. Sorry mother, but i can't resist this man.

"I-it hurts yuno, hah~. "

You whimpered as his length was buried deep inside you. It was painful at first but it suddenly was replaced with pleasure as he slowly thrusted inside of your tight hole.

"I-is this your first time?"

Yuno sounded concerned and you looked at him and nodded shyly.

"Shit, i should've been more careful, are you okay? "

What's with this man...

"Yeah, it looks like you have just taken my virginity, vice captain. "

You said locking your arms on his neck and staring deeply on his amber eyes.

"Then fuck me hard, yuno." you whispered and he did.

Well that rest was history that night you and him just enjoyed the starry night and eachothers warmth on the moonlit night.

💌 : This is the celebration of my man turning 18. This was frickin rushed and amateurish since im new to this writing style👹

#black clover smut #black clover #anime smut #anime x reader #black clover x y/n #black clover x reader #yuno black clover #yuno grinberryall #yuno x reader #smut

[myunghology]

— HIKARU NARA

heizou, kazuha, venti, xiao, aether x gn!reader, slight afab! reader on heizou's first part. but besides that, no set of pronouns used, i think. [crack, fluff, slight suggestive jokes with my painful humor.] likes ’n reblogs are appreciated!! <3

HEIZOU

"i..." "you..?" "i..." you really couldn't understand what heizou was trying to say. "you... want to eat me out?" you muttered out. "what?! no!.. maybe.." he shook his head, you clicked your tongue, "shame. wait what?" "nothing!" you looked away in disappointment, getting a quick kiss on your shoulder. looking back quickly, to see the young detective was gone.

—

"heizou, hide!! you exclaimed, "hm, why is that?" he put a hand on his chin, "because my boyfriend is coming!" an uncomfortable silence filled the atmosphere. he removed his hand from his face, "[name].. you're a dumbass.." your eyes softened, "well you're dating me, doesn't make you any less different." "..but you're my dumbass." he said.

—

"it was a joke babe please open the door!—" what had happened, you may think, well, you decided to pull a prank to your called detective boyfriend, maybe a little too far, for his and your liking. well, not really a prank. all you had to do was ask, "why didn't you tell me?!" flashback.. "why didn't you tell me, heizou?!" you asked, frustrated. "ARE YOU MAD" heizou asked, "I'M SORRY I DIDN'T KNOW IT WAS YOUR PIZZA IN THE FRIDGE" you paused for a second, "?? THAT WAS YOU?"

KAZUHA

"babe" kazuha whispered, "i see them, you take the left i take the right one." he chuckled, "knew i loved you for a reason. and maybe so much more reasons."

—

“does anyone else feel like shit or is it just me and the guy from radio head." you asked, while you layed your head on kazuhas shoulder, "are you okay, love?" he asked, "i.. feel worn out, jesus christ. my head hurts as well." the older male placed a quick kiss on your forehead, "get better soon. rest for awhile, hm?"

—

"never thought id be replaced by you.. cheater." you grumbled, staring at kazuha hugging you two's cat on your shared bed, "i thought we had something special.." you got on the bed as you felt a hand on your waist, and a small chuckle. did he hear what you said?

VENTI

"no!" venti suddenly grabs your hand, "we're back on OUR bullshit!" you deadpanned, "please, no." you lowered your head.

—

".. would you date me if i was a worm?" you asked, venti hesitated. "im not answering that." he shook his head. "so you wouldn't? why not" "I NEVER SAID I WOULDN'T—" "THEN WHY'D YOU SAY YOU WEREN'T ANSWERING" people stared at you both while you two were bickering around playfully. at least they thought the bickering was playful.

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"did you do the math hw" he asked, "because if you did, can you send me the answers later.." you slowly turned your head to him. "no." "..what a good excuse. im 99% sure you did it. so might as well send it if you don't want your ass beaten by an archon." he smiled.

XIAO

"xiao." he turned his head, "hm?" "why is my valorant now in gold when i haven't played in a month?" he shrugged, "don't know, did you get hacked? you haven't played in a month, they did you a good thing though." you looked him eye to eye, "did you play on my valorant account?" ".. i just wanted to play comp with you.."

—

"you know xiao, i think modern day dracula would suck hella dick instead of blood." silence filled the room. "please respond. i told you my disturbing sense of humor. by the way i am a vampire." you sarcastically said. xiaos ears turned into a soft shade of pink.

—

"xiao, let's take a picture together!" venti said as he smiled and brought his phone out, as xiao sighed, his eyes not moving from a piece of paper he was using for to study. "..quickly! im gonna send it to [name]!" his eyes went up, as he quickly went beside venti, wearing his glasses cause you said he looked more attractive than he is in glasses.

AETHER

"i just got doxxed on twitter because i didn't like nicki minaj's music." he was shaking when he said that, "that's the problem, you said you didn't like her music, the barbz will hunt you down." you looked down, "babe, let's move."

—

"[name], you bullied me in 7th grade." you shrugged, "im sorry your face looked punchable?" "fuck you" he muttered, "please do." "okay sure" your eyes widened, "wait, what?!"

—

"do you think someone in school has a crush on me?" you questioned, "what's with the sudden question?" aether said, "don't know. answer me!" you rolled your eyes. "yes, me." he wrapped an arm around your waist, "i have a big fat enormous crush on you, [name]."

#genshin impact x reader #genshin x reader #genshin impact #genshin impact headcanons #genshin impact scenarios #genshin headcanons #heizou x reader #xiao x reader #kazuha x reader #genshin x gender neutral reader #aether x you #aether x reader #heizou x you #kazuha x you #xiao x you #venti x reader #venti x you

[juneberrie]

you always have been

thinking thoughts. *ೃ༄ this is very self indulgent im not sorry <3 btw the formatting is terrible 😭 also this is 1.5k words im so proud of myself its literally the longest fic i've ever written

pairing: jj maybank x fem!reader

fandom: outerbanks

warnings: swearing, mentions of being drunk, reader kind of pushes jj away, insecure!reader, stressed out!reader, mentions of jj's trash dad, fear of abandonment, sort of a smau? science hw (yes thats a warning science hw sucks), love confession, hurt/comfort <3

jj's instagram is a mess. it alternates between pictures of random objects, pictures of himself, and pictures of our friends.

lately, all of his pictures have been pictures of him and the pogues at keggers and on the boat. without me.

the most recent one is a blurry shot of him and kie at the boneyard. his hair is dripping wet and kie is holding up a red solo cup, beer sloshing over the side. the caption reads, "my brst girl 😋 ilysn kier.carrera" its so misspelled its obvious hes drunk, even without looking at the picture.

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-> jb.wifirouter ong your so drunk. ↳ heywpope its "youre" not "your" 💀 and you're durnk too ↳ sarahcamer0n lmaooo durnk

-> kier.carrera lol ilyt jj 💀 ↳ kier.carrera wsit wring emoji ❤️

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i groan and shut my phone off. kie knows i like jj. she's heard me rant about him since eighth grade. its fine, though. i need to focus on school. i get up and silence my phone, putting it into a drawer at my desk before going back to the papers sprawled on my bed.

science isn't my best subject, but i need this extra credit to bring my grade up. and, no pressure at all, this stupid extra credit is due by monday, at its literally sunday night. at least its pretty easy. all i have to do is write an essay about newton's laws and how they function in the "real" world. i sigh and open my textbook to the page on the first law, inertia.

as im scribbling down the beginnings of the paragraph about f=ma, my pencil breaks. well, how fucking dandy. i get up and head to my desk to grab a sharpener, and i pass the mirror next to my door.

i cringe away, then force myself to look back. the girl staring back at me is... not kie. not sarah. she's wearing a big oversized t-shirt she stole from jj and some shorts. her nail polish is chipped and her hair is practically crying for escape from the worn scrunchie.

i tear my gaze away and grab the sharpener. the clock on my desk reads 11:11 pm. i remember something kie said about making wishes at 11:11, so i think, why not give it a try? i squeeze my eyes shut and hope my wish gets to whatever magical star angel being is listening.

after i finish my essay, its 12:23 am. i grab my phone from the drawer and see a flurry of texts and instagram notifications assaulting my lock screen.

i ignore the texts — six from kie and eight from jj — and click open instagram.

my homepage is filled with pictures of the pogues at the kegger they're at. i can't help the pettiness that surges up inside me and i click on jj's most recent story, a video of him, kie, pope, john b, and sarah screaming the lyrics to bohemian rhapsody around a campfire.

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you replied to their story

yourinstagram looks like you're having fun :)

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i feel slightly terrible, but whatever. every single kegger they've been to this past week, i haven't been invited.

a text notification comes down onto my screen. it's from kie. the preview reads "im soo sorru"

what the hell? i immediately click on the text and i almost start crying.

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kie kie ml ♡

bro so dnt be mad but like i accidentally told jj that u liked him

im sorry

answer me please idont want yu to be mad

i dd;t mean to i swaer

y/n?? are you mad??

y/n pleeaas answre

im soo sorru

bro wtf.

ik im sorry but we were playing truuth or dsre and plpe asked if i had acrush on anybody and i sadi no i didn't but ik you did and the n jj asked who and im sorry :)

:(*** SORRY

whatever. go enjoy your kegger.

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what the everloving fuck. i specifically told her not to tell anyone, especially jj, and she goes and tells everyone and their mother. i've gotten a flurry of texts from pope, john b, sarah, and other pogues i suppose are at the kegger, all asking me if it's true i like jj. and, speak of the devil, jj himself has been texting me nonstop for the past thirty minutes.

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golden retriever lookin' mf 😋

haha kie jus told me the funnist shut

wait is she for real

wait n/n yuo like me

like fr fr?

brp answer me pls

y/nnnnnn

are you asleepo r somethinh 💀

y/n if you dpn't answer rn rn im going ovet to yiur house

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shit. jj can't come over right now. i look like a mess, and now im fucking crying. my gaze drifts back over to the mirror; my eyes are red and puffy and tears are streaming down my face and dripping down onto my (jj's) shirt.

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golden retriever lookin' mf 😋

jj please dont come over just stay at the kegger and have fun

nooo y/n im already on my wsy so its fine

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shit shit shit.

i throw my phone across the room and scream into my bedsheets. the pogues already didn't like me anymore; they had been going out and having fun without for weeks now, and now kie tells jj i like him? my life is fucking falling apart.

a knock at my window wakes me up from whatever sad haze i was trapped in for the last twenty minutes. jj's peering in and he smiles when he meets my gaze. i shake my head and turn away from him.

no bother letting him in, he'll probably just tell me that he doesn't like me back and to never talk to him again.

another knock, persistent, sounds from the window. i sigh and turn back.

i open the window but leave the screen up, so jj can hear me but he can't get in. "go away, j."

"nooo. wait, why are you cryiinggg?" he asks, the booze slurring his words.

"nothing. no reason. go away, please, jj," i say, my voice cracking.

his face softens and he seems to sober up a bit. "n/n, please tell me what's wrong. i hate seeing you sad," he whispers. fuck. i can't, i can't with the fucking blue eyes and the soft looks and the whispers. i open the rest of the window, and jj climbs in.

i crawl under the covers of my bed and face away from jj. i feel the bed dip next to me and he lays a warm hand on my back. its so casual, so domestic, that i want to laugh.

"sunshine, what's wrong? is this about what kie said?" he asks, gently rubbing my back.

the dam breaks. tears start flowing out of my eyes and i started shaking.

"it is about what kie said. i like you, jj, i really like you. no, i- i love you! i love you so much. i've loved you since i first saw you in mrs. williams' science class in eight grade and you laughed when she said that iron was discovered by the hittites. and i know you'll never love me back because— well— look at me! im not like kie, im not like sarah. i'm just... me! and i've been trying to pretend like you guys going to keggers everyday without me isn't a big deal because, hey, i'm swamped with school, even though its fucking intercession. and i knew if i told you, you'd hate me and you'd never talk to me again," i sob into my pillow.

jj is silent for a few seconds, still rubbing my back.

"i love you too, sunshine. i've loved you for the entirety of the time i've known you. and, you're right. you're not kie or sarah, but you're you. that's what i love about you. you are unapologetically yourself. and i'm sorry for not inviting you to the keggers. i just, i knew you were swamped and i know you don't really like parties 'nd drinking and shit. and i just want you to know that im so proud of you, honey, and— jesus, y/n. you're the only one for me. you always have been. you're the person who's been there whenever luke did something shitty to me, you've helped me with my homework, and gosh, dare i say it, you've helped me be a better person."

he chuckles. i feel him press a kiss to the back of my neck and gently bring me towards him so i'm basically in his lap. he wraps his arms around me and lays his head in the crook of my neck. we stay together in a comfortable silence for a few moments.

i sniffle. "i'm sorry, j."

"you're not the one who should be apologizing, sunshine. i love you, so much. i'm sorry if i made you feel like i'd never talk to you again or like you weren't enough; you are enough. you always have been."

#jj maybank #jj maybank x reader #jj maybank angst #jj maybank fluff #obx #obx x reader #outerbanks #outerbanks x reader #jj obx #jj obx fic #outerbanks fanfiction #jj maybank hurt/comfort #hurt/comfort #fluff #angst #[🧸] dear diary

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Hey! For your Miles requests, I'd love to read about what it might be like for the reader to watch Miles transfer to Visions if they both went to Brooklyn Middle together.

Not This Time

Miles Morales x fem!reader

Miles Morales x black!reader

Word Count: 1.4k

Warnings: none

Requested: yes

A/N: GUYS PARTICIPATE IN MY 300 FOLLOWER SPECIAL PLEASE also hope you guys enjoy electro because I had to make something up.

300 Follower Special <3

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“You’re not gonna forget me right?” You wondered. 

It was the last week of summer and you were clinging to the last few days you had left with Miles. Sitting on his building’s rooftop you stared down at the Brooklyn you’ve known your whole life. You and Miles were the fastest of friends since your first day at Brooklyn Middle you genuinely couldn’t imagine not seeing him every day. You were still proud of him, however. Getting into Visions was a pretty big deal. 

“Why would you ask me that?” He glanced at you offended. 

You simply shrugged, pulling your knees up to your chest. “I dunno, you’ll go and make new friends and I won’t be so important anymore,” 

“No,” He shook his head, turning to face you. “That would never happen,” 

You looked back at him, maintaining eye contact. 

 “I’d never forget you,” He promised. 

The first week of freshman year was finally over. It wasn’t as bad as your middle school teachers tried to make it seem, you’d made a couple of new friends, and none of your teachers were mean.

Realizing you hadn’t spoken to Miles yet today you pulled your phone out to message him. 

you: how was your first week? 

miles: my science teacher was on my ass but my roommates not bad

miles: he doesn’t talk much 

you: i told you, you’d be fine

you: wanna go the end show w/me tonight in golconda

you: it’s at 7 

miles: im sorry I cant :( too much hw 

you: oh no don’t worry maybe next time

Putting your phone back down on your desk with a huff you tried not to feel disappointed. There would be other opportunities to hang out. It’s not like this was the end of your friendship. 

The excuses and cancellations only grew in numbers. Soon you’d gone from seeing Miles every day to barely holding a virtual conversation once a week. 

You weren’t going to sit around and wait for the crumbs of attention Miles was willing to give you. This would not be a one-sided relationship, you had too much self-respect for that. 

But just because you weren’t actively talking doesn’t mean you didn’t care. You’d just care from afar. 

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You weren’t one to watch the news but the TV was open to Channel 12 when you made it home from running errands. Placing your grocery bags on the couch something compelled you to tune in. 

Seeing PDNY cars surrounding a crazed man wielding what looked to be lightning bolts sent you into a state of controlled panic. You practically sped to Miles’s apartment to check on Mr. Morales. 

He wasn’t there when you got to the apartment but Rio informed you he was okay and she’d just spoken to him on the phone.  

Letting out a sigh of relief you relaxed your shoulders. Slumping to sit down next to her on the couch she gave you a once-over 

“You’ve grown so much since I last saw you. How’s high school?” She asked, now getting a better look at you. 

“It’s definitely different,”

“We’ve missed you around here, Miles has been acting so different lately, he’s not my little boy anymore,” She sighed wistfully. 

“I miss you guys too,” You pouted.

 You didn’t want to get emotional but you really did miss your second family. And you weren’t trying to take it personally but Miles avoiding you truly hurt. “It’s so weird not seeing Miles anymore,” 

“Seeing him a couple times a week must be very different from every day,”

A couple times a week? You hadn’t seen him at all this month. Even if you were pissed at him you didn’t want him in trouble so you just agreed. 

“Yeah, I’m still not used to it.” 

You weren’t leaving until you saw for yourself that Mr. Morales was okay. Your stubbornness and unwillingness to take things as you’re told kept you from being able to fully believe Mrs. Morales’s promise of her husband’s safety. Anything could’ve happened between their phone call and now. 

Waiting on the couch listening to Mrs. Morales talk about work and her conniving coworkers. You felt the most at peace as you’ve had in a while. 

The peace didn’t last long as Miles came bursting through the front door adorning his red and black jacket with oversized sweats and his backpack slung over his shoulder. Mrs. Morales immediately stood up and moved towards him, the picture of concern. 

“Mijo, what’s wrong, what are you doing here it’s a school night?” 

Instead of answering her he just threw himself into her arms and wilted into her chest. 

From your place on the couch, you couldn’t hear the muffled conversation or anything at all, which only amplified your worry. 

“What happened? What’s wrong?” You found yourself calling out standing from your spot on the sofa. 

The sound of your voice snapped him out of his reprieve. Miles pulled his head from the crook of his mother's neck. He let his eyes roam over you attempting to assess if you were real or not. 

Once he decided his eyes weren’t deceiving him he practically launched himself into your arms. 

You stumbled back with the force of his weight and despite your anger and confusion, you hugged him back. 

Evidently, something was wrong but he wasn’t going to talk about it anytime soon. You tried to hold out and let him feel his emotions but- 

“Miles,” You wheezed out into his chest. “Can’t breathe.”

He released you the slightest bit but didn’t let you go. 

“Sorry,” He muttered to the top of your head. “Missed you so much,” 

“Missed you too,” 

As much as you loved Mrs. Morales, she was a chismosa and every conversation was not for her ears. 

“Let’s go outside,” You suggested grabbing his arm to pull you with him. 

You hadn’t made the climb to the water tower in a while and you weren’t as fit as you were a month ago. Trying to hide it out of embarrassment you switched the topic. 

“You cold?” You asked panting as you found your footing. 

“What?” He questioned looking down at himself.

 As if he just discovered the zip-up he was wearing he answered. “Oh! Yeah, yeah it’s really chilly out here,” 

Even without the years of knowing Miles under your belt, you would’ve known he was lying but you didn’t feel like starting an argument the first time you saw him in a while so you just dropped it. 

The two of you easily fell back into the swing of things as if there were never any distance between the two of you. You were glad to be talking again, now knowing his issue wasn’t due to anything you’d done. 

He was catching you up on everything you’d missed in his life when he went ghost on you, but he still wasn’t hinting at what was bothering him. He was using you as an alibi and not even telling you, it was so unlike him. 

Even his mom noticed a change in his behavior so why wouldn’t he just talk to you? You had to bring it up or you’d regret it once you’d gotten home. 

“You know you can tell me anything right?” 

He hummed in acknowledgment.

 You should be furious he’d ghosted you for so long. And now he won’t even talk to you? but looking at him now he looked so upset and broken you couldn’t feel anything besides concern. 

“Miles please, tell me what’s going on,” You begged. “We tell each other everything,” It was true you even told him when you had started your first period the summer before 7th grade. You never felt the need to hide anything from each other. So why start now? What happened between the start of high school to now to make him stop trusting you? 

“Is it me? Can you just not tell me?” You attempted to rationalize his behavior. 

“It’s not you,” He promised. 

“So then talk to me please,” You whined. 

“I can’t tell you. Not this time,” 

The last person to learn he was Spider-Man died. In the same month, he watched Spider-Man and his uncle die in right front of him. All his other friends left him and maybe it was selfish but you were the only one he had left. He refused to lose you or have you look at him differently. Maybe telling you would lift some of the burden of having a secret identity as just a child, but he couldn’t risk it. Not this time. Not with you.

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#hannah speaks ღ #miles morales x reader #miles morales x black!reader #miles morales x fem!reader #miles morales angst #miles morales fanfiction #miles morales fluff #miles morales

[vay99]

Dazai x reader

Anything for you

Anime/Manga: Bungo stray dogs

Why? Why can't he just do his work without crying for attention the whole time?

"As you see I'm busy, I can't entertain you now." you answer the male who's laying on your desk.

"Huuuuh? But (y/n)chaaaan~~ I just wanna commit some double-" Dazai can't finish his sentence cause Kunikuida has kicked him off the desk.

"GO BACK TO WORK!" he yells before returning to his seat.

"Please just do your work and no, I don't." you answer Dazais question, going back to your work. 

"Okay~ Okay~" Dazai sighs, actually beginning to work now. 

After half an hour, of a not complaining Dazai, everyone in the office grows sceptical. Wondering why the brunette works without a single word. Kunikuida has just left for a mission and he didn't start with his 'how can I annoy Kunikuida' tactic yet. In conclusion, everyone is worried. 

"Dazai?" Atsushi asks the guy next to him. 

"Yeah?" Dazai answers, drawing his attention towards the younger boy. 

"Are you alright?" he asks, everyone focused on their conversation now. 

"I'm perfectly fine Atsushi-kun~ Thanks fir your concern but now I gotta continue to work~" Dazai smiles and continues to type on his laptop. 

"What's going on?" you ask out loud, speaking everyone's mind. 

"What do you mean (y/n)?" Dazai asks, blinking a few times. 

Everyone groans, some fall off their chairs and you lay your head on your desk. 

"Nothing, forget it Dazai." you wave it off. 

Half an hour later you're done with you'd work so you get ready to leave, saying everyone goodbye you head downstairs. 

"Wait for me (y/n)-chan~" the bandaged men runs after you. 

"You really got all your work done, already?" you ask a big suspicious. 

"Of course~ I did as you said." his flirty attitude seems to be stronger than ever. 

"As I said?" you ask, once again not understanding what he meant. Which is the usual with Dazai. 

"Yes, you've told me to get my work done." hw blinks at you with an innocent smile. 

"So let me get this straight. You worked because I told you so?" A nod was your answer. "Why? I mean, it's your job and, okay seriously why?" 

"Working is boring, but if my Queen gives me an oder I follow it." he says, as you continue to walk down the stairs. 

"When your what does what?" you stare at him.

"(y/n), you're a detective, how have you not notice my feelings for you?" Dazais expression changes, his serious gaze hypnotising you. 

"Your what?" you ask, mouth in an O form.

"Ah~ You don't believe me do you?" he chuckles, a dangerous but addictive light in his eyes. "Want me to prove it~" 

All you can do is nod as Dazai places one hand in your neck and the other on your hip. 

"You know, I've always been your pawn. But one day I wanted to become your king." he breaths against your lips before capturing them with his. The kiss is unexpectedly gentle and sweet. And much to short. 

"Dazai... you really need to stop using chess symbols." you sigh, smiling up at him. 

"But you wouldn't understand it when I told you." Dazai puffs his cheeks, crossing his arms in front of his chest. 

"Cute." you giggle, wrapping your arms around his neck. "You know, you've always been my king. So don't yiu dare to quit the game, cause it'd be game over for me as well." 

"As you wish, my Queen." Dazai rests his forehead against yours, his arms finding their way around your waist. 

Enjoying your peaceful moment until Kunikuida ruins it. 

"What the hell is this?! No making out in this building!" he scolds you, causing you two to roll your eyes. 

"Aww Kunikuida, why did you have to spoil my next step like that." Dazai whines, making you blush and giggle at the same time. "Let's go (y/n)~" 

"Hey hey. I-I can walk by myself." you yelp as he lifts you up, bridal style. Carrying you away, leaving a dumbfounded Kunikuida behind. 

"Dazai you've made your point, you can let me down now." you poke his chest, avoiding the people starring.

"Don't worry (y/n), I just wanna keep you as close as possible." Dazai smiles at you, a genuine smile, brighter than everything you've ever seen.

"Idiot." you hide your face in his chest, can't help but smile. Who knew Dazai could be that soft.

Arriving at his apartment you open it, since he can't use his hands now, and carries you directly into his bedroom.

"D-dazai? Please tell me you've een joking earlier." you stutter, blushing as you watch him laying down his coat.

"Me joking?" Dazai crawls above you, licking his lips.

"Of course I was, can we cuddle?" he falls down next to you, opening his arms.

"Whyyyy. You're mean." you whine but roll into his embrace, so that your back is facing him.

"I love to yee you blushing." he chuckles against your neck, leaving sweet pecks on your skin.

"Can we just sleep? So I can escape your teasing." you yawn, placing your arms above his.

"Anything for you~" Dazai agrees, before the two of you drift off into a peaceful sleep~

#bsd #bungo stray dogs dazai #bungou stray dogs #Bungo stray dogs #Dazai #dazai osamu #Dazai x reader #dazai osamu x reader #bsd x reader #bsd imagines

[atom-writings]

Can you do small scenario about ivan and short s/o (like below 160 cm that's me for sure)

I think he will help and tease at the same time (and others nation will joke about RIP s/o pelvis 💀)

(HWS Russia X Reader) Short S/O!

(Gender Neutral) Headcanons ~ A/N all my fellow short kings / queens we are in this together. We can unionize against the Talls (also again for reference whenever i write ivan i have him as 6 8 )

Trigger Warning: Suggestive implications in the last bit, but that's it.

Anon, you’re so right.

On one hand, he loves lording his height over you. Constantly patting you on your head, picking you up like you weigh nothing… he’s very infantilizing. He’d infantilize any S/O he has, but if you’re short, he can’t stop himself! I mean, your head barely meets his shoulder. He almost has to kneel down on the ground to kiss you. (Which he will do if he needs to, by the way. He is not embarrassed about it either.)

He will absolutely make your life just that little bit more frustrating because you’re short. If you live with him, his house has been modified over the years to fit his massive frame, so many completely normal tasks have that extra annoying step. Literally. He permanently has a step ladder in his kitchen for you. (Although sometimes he’ll misplace it, just so you have to ask him for assistance-) 

The first night you two stay together at his home, he considers buying you your own pair of pyjamas. But then you walk in wearing his shirt, which hangs out your short frame like a robe, he knows that he can never allow that to happen. Almost nothing in the entire world is a happier sight than you, wearing his clothes. Items that cling to his chest uncomfortably, but drape over you loosely, more a blanket than anything else. He’d do anything to protect that sight.

One of his favourite things to do with you is compare hands. Even if you’re muscley or plus size, his hands will still dwarf yours.

“Darling. Look at me, please?”

You turn around in your office chair, looking up at him curiously. He looms over you, his broad shoulders giving the appearance of a statue. But he quickly gets down on his knees, so his eyes meet yours. He smiles softly, looking at you like nothing else exists.

“Put up your hand,” He commands, but you know it’s a question. But nonetheless, you obey, sighing and bringing one of your hands up, realising he’s just fulfilling his routine.

Slowly, he brings his hand up as well, pressing it against yours. His palm is cold, but it’s inviting as always. At first, the rough texture of his calloused fingers made you shiver, but it soon became smooth like silk to your own.

He hums softly, “Just as small as last time.” His hands shake for a second, looking at you in surprise as you giggle at his stupid comment. The sound of your joy makes him shiver, his heart beginning to run a mile a minute.

Before you can realise what he’s doing, he’s intertwined your fingers, wrapping his large hand around yours. He pulls your hand towards him as he leans forward slowly, watching your reaction intently.

“What? I-” You start to say before being cut off by his lips crashing against yours. For just a second, you stare at him in shock, before succumbing to the intoxicating sensation of his body against yours.

A moment later, he pulls away, grinning like he’s a kid again. He lets go of your hand, preferring instead you wrap his arms around you, pulling you against him tightly. Too tightly.

“Vanya- I love you but uh- please let go.” You mumble against his chest, which had engulfed you easily.

“Hm, what was that? I could not hear you because you are simply so short and small in my arms!” 

“VANYA-”

But yeah, he will be incredibly protective of you also. He may have never been small physically, but he knows what it’s like to be intimidated by those who are bigger and stronger than yourself. But now, since he is the big and strong one doing the intimidating, he always makes sure you’re safe. If anyone EVER tries to pressure you or makes you uncomfortable at all… he always inserts himself into the situation. (“Oh, you want to creep on my precious little S/O? I will crush your head in my fist,” is all he can think of saying. Please remove both you and him from the situation as soon as possible. He is serious.)

And if you ever need to leave a situation as soon as possible, he has been known to grab you and carry you out against your will. Very embarrassing in the moment, but it usually ends up being the right decision in the long run.

If anyone ever mistook you two for father and child because of the height difference, he would be SO freaked out. Like he’s already insecure about looking like a creep, especially considering the thousand year age gap, and now people are thinking you two are RELATED? Horrifying. He needs to go home right then and cry in your arms for reassurance that he isn’t making you uncomfortable.

He really does love how short you are though. You perfectly fit cuddled up against him, like a puzzle piece. And he’s never letting go.

Oh, and yeah. Everyone is definitely gonna make that joke. I mean, they’re right. It’d probably be real uncomfortable the first time. Russia is the biggest country in the world, after all. Lucky for you, he’s also one of the gentlest. Unlucky for you, he really doesn’t understand that blood not being in the body is a problem, regardless of circumstance.

#heta tag #hetalia imagines #hetalia x reader #ivan tag <3 #aph russia x reader #hws russia x reader

[its-actually-minicika]

As someone who wakes up spooning her blankest I'm curious what would HW Aemond do if Lady Tully was like that? Let's say they sleep with pillows in between but somehow she managed to throw them or roll over them and now Aemond is the little spoon. I think he would hold it over Lady Tully's head in a 'you love me too' way but then again he doesn't talk much and everytime he talks he says wrong things so...

How We Can Fit

Pairing: THW!Aemond x Reader;

Warnings: surprisingly... none? Some usage of strong language, but that should be all

Author's Note: Okay, I was planning to reply to this in my usual 3-4 sentences answer. BUT my mind kept thinking about this while in class, so have this sort of one-shot headcanon piece (?) that could have plausably happened in the "Harshest Winters" universe!

I did this while on the 30min ride back home, so don't really consider this a full on fanfic? More like a little snippet into what could have been idk :"))

Sometimes he wishes he got to you first. What would have been then?

And so cruel morning arrives, stirring Aemond awake, as would a mother’s gentle hand. Golden threads of daybreak light thread themselves into his silver hair, falling like a hailing echo down her calming face, giving her the image of naught else but a flaming Goddess.

His eye widens at the proximity between them. His right hand twitches in alienated bliss. Almost immediately, he stops his movements – his breathing – all in the hopes of not waking her up.

He trails his stare over her lips, slightly parted in their merry sleep, and over her plump cheeks, marred slightly red by the blissfulness of her dreaming.

His heart is hammering out of his chest, for he can feel her limbs entangled with his, holding him closer yet to her heaving form.

For but a moment, the calls of blasphemy and duty pull him away from the glorious sight before him. It was past dawn, and he had a war to win.

Still his heart broke upon thinking of leaving her unintentional embrace.

Perhaps he could stay in bed some more.

Two, mayhaps three hours passed.

In her tender slumber, the girl’s hands remained snaked around the Targaryen’s lean chest. Her chin was plopped above his head, leaving a very conflicted Aemond to wrestle underneath her bosom, and hold her gently by the nape of her neck, and small of her back.

A low purr almost escaped his lips, as her tiny heartbeats reached his contempted ears.

But all good things must come to an end. And his perfect morning stopped abruptly, as his Lady took in a deep breath, and slowly tried to rouse from their entangled sheets.

“Mmm…” She sighed into the warm pillows, “... Jace?”

All his blood that had gone to his crotch, now left for his ears. Aemond pursed his lips tightly in response to her sleepy question, and only drove his head further into her neck. If he closed his eye fast enough, then maybe…

A near-horrified shriek parted from her downturned mouth, and the woman made haste to rise from her resting place, peeling her warm body off of Aemond’s.

This had not been the right approach, she chastised herself relentlessly, whilst biting on her lower lip. If he wasn't already awake before her, he most certainly was now.

Her cheeks were set ablaze, both embarrassed and offended, as she noticed the separating wall she’d made between them… discarded away, on the Prince’s half of the wide bed.

“I know you’re awake, you know.” The woman hushed to the Targaryen, while crossing her arms over her aching chest. “Pretending to be asleep is beneath you.”

“As were you, My Lady, whilst coddled up to me.” The older man mused to himself, and whistled lowly, while his voice oozed out with confidence – although his lilac orb had strayed away, glimmering with a look akin to a growing discomfort.

Uncertainty.

“Should I assume your desperation to blossom from feeling cold at night? … Or, on the contrary, for feeling too hot near me?” A taciturn smirk pulled at his lips. “I should be very happy to help relieve you. With either affliction of the two.”

The Lady’s face turned sour, and her nose scrunched up at his advances. “I should find myself in ample heat, Prince Aemond, thank you. Do not worry yourself to touch me further.”

Familiar anger swirled dangerously inside his purple hue, and the Prince Protector of the Realm took a deep breath to soothe his nerves.

“Ungrateful wench.” He hissed through his gritted teeth. “You act like a bitch in heat, trying to seduce me, and then you pull away?”

Her mouth slouched open at his cutting words. “Excuse you?” She almost spat out in a low churl, “As if it wasn’t you who removed our barrier sometime along the night.” His irking remarks had brushed off any reminders of her mellow sleep. “Honour me by answering this, my Prince – between the two of us, who’s acting more like the bitch in heat?”

(Y/N) didn’t think Aemond was capable of blushing – but as she gave him a haughty glare, one that he couldn’t look away from, his face turned of a violent hue.

She had a point. He had removed the pillows that kept his body away from her, and did encourage her movements throughout his sleepless night.

Wordlessly, he scowled, starting to regret sleeping in with her.

“Do not flatter yourself, My Lady. You are no better than any maid I can find at any brothel.” His body burned with shame at his own words, and yet he couldn’t stop the flow that followed. “Hmm, but dare I even compare you to one?” His mouth contorted to a painful scowl, “At least there I should be able to rise up their skirts and see what’s underneath. Go as far as to pay two silvers for a real maiden, too.”

Long and hard had he awaited her next reply, but to no avail. After a quick quirk of her brow, the woman had turned around, getting off the bed and gathering the pillows from the cold floor.

“You won’t say anything? Do you care so little for your honour?”

“I care not what you think of it. And I certainly have no reason to prove myself to you.”

“Aeveris ābra.” He growled at her lack of interest. “Skoro syt līs ao qrimbrōzagon issa sīr?”

Still fuming with dissatisfaction, the young Prince slid out of the bed and began putting on his leather pants. His ire had reached peaks of no return, but he would be damned if he ever tormented the girl further.

His words had done nothing to aid him. His countenance, even less. There was no point in him staying in her presence any longer.

As he put on the last reminder of his clothes, the King Regent of the Seven Kingdoms made four wide steps towards the big, oak doors.

“I shall return later. We’ll dine together, as we do every night.”

Her silent treatment broke him from the inside out. He would apologize to her, when the time was right.

The ridiculous thought put an end to his automatic movements.

… Since when does he feel the need to do that?

Since he dared to love her, came his bitter reply.

His hand reached for the door, but her voice rang out through the wide chamber.

“Nyke dōmrī daor naejot naevlor iksum. Olvie less ao.”

Hearing her proud and crystal words, Aemond allowed a stilling smile to grace his lips.

"Nyke ȳdra daor jaelagon naejot naviras ao. Dōrī ao." He corrected her as he stepped away.

"Fret not, there is plenty of time for me to teach you."

… If only he’d gotten to her first.

Translations:

“Aeveris ābra.” = Vile woman.

“Skoro syt līs ao qrimbrōzagon issa sīr?” = Why must you curse me so?

“Nyke dōmrī daor naejot naevlor iksum. Olvie less ao.” = (in a VERY broken High Valyrian) I never meant to tempt anyone. Much less you.

Yeah, Aemond is kinda dumb when it comes to romance <3

#the harshest winters #aemond targaryen #bookcanon aemond x reader #dark aemond x reader #dark aemond targaryen #idk at the end of the day he's still thw aemond #homie simps but he simps with no rizz #absolutely 0 rizz dude #he tries #he fails #he proceeds to try again #all for nothing tbh #this ended up worse than I thought it would lol #but i hope you guys enjoy nonetheless

[leironth]

Marceline: (Sees Finn and HW, sitting on a table, talking, they're crossdressing) "Oh my glob" (laughter)

PB: (Disappointed) "Really, marceline? Ugh, you should've stayed home."

M: "Aw what? Bonnie, i'm not judging, it's just funny is all. Why *is* Finn dressed like a girl though?"

PB: (gestures at marceline and herself) "We were both boys once, you know. And now we both wear dresses." (Points at him) "So why can't he?"

M: ..."Excuse me, what the gonk?"

PB: (Sigh) "Ah, forget It, it's nothing."

M: (stares at her, puzzled) "What am I missing here?"

PB: ..."Marcy, do you remember your time as the campfire Queen?"

M: "No, not really, it's just a blur. It was...fun, mostly, I think?" (looks down) "mostly"

PB: "Marcy..." (she reaches for Marceline's hand) "I remember everything."

PB: (Looking at her intensely now) "I remember what I saw in that state. I saw myself, in my totality. I finally, *finally* got to take off my cloak and stare, not just at who I am, but also who I was. I saw past the scared girl wandering the wastes, and I noticed the ribbon she carried as she walked."

M: "The ribbon?" (Baffled) "Bonnie is everything okay?"

PB: (she grabs Marceline by her arms, and holds her tightly, whispering) "I followed that ribbon back through time, until I found a garden, *my* garden, Marceline. And in that garden I saw the most beautiful daisy bloom, wither, and die before my eyes, as I could do nothing. *Nothing*."

A tear forms in her eye.

PB: "I saw the days and months and centuries that spilled backwards, and as I traveled back, I saw that a tulip once took that daisy's place. And before that, a rose, and another tulip, and a sunflower..."

PB: "And as my garden bloomed, and died, and was destroyed and rebuilt, I saw how it's old features were erased." (She puts her hand on Marceline's cheek and smiles) "Well, most of them. The great tree at the center, under wich i'd sheltered during countless storms...that stayed there. But even that tree, It died, and a sapling took it's place. An Oak, a Maple tree, a Pine tree..."

PB: "They were beautiful, all of them. And now, I can see their inner truth, Marceline." (She gives her a kiss)

PB: "I see that the beauty in us likes to shine through, in any shape we take. So when It does, please, don't cover It up with your cloak."

Marceline, thinking: "Bonnie what the *fuck* are you talking about."

#adventure time #princess bubblegum #marceline #huntress wizard #finn the human #I think like 90% of the cast of the show is *kinda* genderfluid If you think abt it #Like sure it's a different life #But that's still *you* #Might reword this a bit #But I wanna turn this into a comic later

[hilaritas-helianthus]

For the fanfic request: CanLiet(Hws Canada x Hws Lithuania)please, something for Valentine's day it I not mistaken soon is gonna be Valentine's day

Have a great and wonderful day 💖✨️

Its my first time posting a fanfic like this, so I hope you like it!

⚠️Warning: Really sooming, soft and romantic.

CANLIET, love between nations. 🇨🇦🇱🇹

Another day of the annual meeting. A sigh escaped from Matthew's lips as he adjusted his tie knot in front of the mirror, something that at these levels was pointless since he knew no one would notice in the end... maybe today France would compliment him for looking good. He was absorbed in his thoughts as he made his way to the large hall where the world meeting of countries would take place.

In the other corner a distant country called Lithuania, Tolys was also heading towards the same destination. Their steps coincided in rhythm with Matthew's, although they were going in opposite directions, foreshadowing an unexpected encounter.

When Matthew and Tolys reached the door of the hall, both seemed immersed in their own affairs. However, suddenly and without realizing it, they placed their hands on the door handle at the same time, experiencing a shock of surprise that made them stare into each other's eyes for a couple of seconds.

An electric current ran through Matthew's body as he felt the contact of Tolys's hand, causing him to smile timidly but radiantly. However, his joy was overshadowed by sudden embarrassment as he realized the situation.

- Oh, sorry, excuse me. It wasn't my intention... I mean... we're here so close and... you caught me off guard - Matthew stammered, desperately trying to find the right words.

Tolys, for his part, was momentarily stunned by the unexpected encounter.

- Don't worry Matthew, it was an unusual encounter - he replied with a smile, trying to alleviate the tension.

Before they could exchange more words, they were interrupted by Kumanjiro, who impatiently urged them to enter the hall.

- The meeting is about to begin! It's not the time for you to be flirting, Canada! - exclaimed Kumanjiro loudly.

Matthew blushed violently at Kumanjiro's comment and looked at him with embarrassment.

- Who are you? - the bear asked, looking at Tolys, trying to change the subject and divert attention.

Tolys and Matthew looked at each other again with a mixture of surprise and amusement in their eyes. Immediately after, Matthew, after thinking for a moment, realized what had happened and was astonished to notice that Tylos had called him Matthew.

- Wait... Do you know who I am? - I blurted out, my eyes widening as I looked at him, trying to understand how he knew my name”.

I looked at him confused, not believing that he really knew who I was and could notice my presence in addition to Francis, Alfred, and occasionally Arthur.

However, before they could exchange any more words, the doors of the hall swung open wide, and the voice of Ludwig resonated in the air, calling on all the countries to take their seats to begin the belated meeting.

They took their respective places.

——

During the meeting, they tried to focus on the important topics and ignore the monotonous discussions that always took place at meetings, but their thoughts kept returning to that fleeting but significant encounter at the door.

After the meeting, Tolys looked for Matthew among the crowd and finally found him, sitting silently among the crowd talking energetically without noticing his presence. He found a tired and somewhat sad look in his violet eyes. Without thinking twice, he approached him with determination and offered him a smile.

- Hello again, Matt. It seems we crossed paths today in a very unusual way - said Tolys, trying to cheer him up and filled with excitement.

Matthew, upon seeing him appear among so many people, looked at him fixedly for a moment before nodding and smiling, still with embarrassment.

- A-Yes, it seems that life has mysterious ways of bringing people together.

Tolys interrupted him energetically before he could say anything else.

- You know... I would love to get to know you better, Matthew - Tolys responded, with enthusiasm.

Matthew felt immense joy upon hearing those words and what followed from the last part of the meeting was Tolys energetically introducing Matthew to the other countries that were his friends.

Finally, at the time of returning to their hotels, they exchanged phone numbers, promising to stay in touch.

———

As the days went by, Matthew and Tolys became inseparable. They spent hours talking on the phone, seeing each other to watch movies or for Matthew to tell him more about Canadian culture.

They discovered that they had many interests in common, and every time they met, it seemed like time stood still, there never seemed to be enough time to explore all the pending conversations. Despite doubts and obstacles, their connection only grew stronger with time, sharing laughs, stories from their past, and anecdotes about their families.

Over time, Matthew's shyness and trembling voice began to disappear, he no longer woke up afraid that Tolys or Kuma would forget about him. He became more confident in himself while Tylos tried to make him known among the Baltic countries by holding meetings in their hotels where they stayed.

There were many memorable moments, like the time when Matthew and Tolys walked together through the charming streets of a European city, illuminated by the lights of the night. They stopped at a small café, where they shared deep conversations and contagious laughter until the early hours of the morning.

There were times when they stayed silent and stared at each other, feeling that there was something important they needed to say, but they didn't dare. Still, they continued prolonging that conversation that had much to say since there was something between them.

———

But after sharing numerous outings together, the month passed quickly and Tolys had to return to Lithuania to attend to his political affairs and Matthew to Canada to see to his work matters. At the airport, the atmosphere was charged with emotion and silence as they bid farewell.

- I'm going to miss you a lot, Tolys - said Matthew with a choked voice, struggling to hold back the tears as he watched Tolys walk away towards his boarding gate.

Tolys looked at Matthew with tenderness, his heart heavy with the inevitable separation.

- I'll miss you too, Matthew. But we must return to our responsibilities. I promise I'll visit you in Canada as soon as I can - replied Tolys, trying to maintain composure and sound positive.

However, as they walked away in opposite directions towards their respective planes, a wave of regret and desperation invaded Matthew's heart, who was also heading to his plane.

Then he didn’t hesitate any more, he stopped abruptly and dropped his suitcase, determined to stop Tolys before it was too late.

- Tolys, wait! - shouted Matthew, running at full speed towards the boarding gate for Lithuania, dodging the crowd with determination.

Tolys, who had also dropped his suitcase abruptly and decided to reach Matthew as well, stopped upon hearing his name and immediately turned around, surprised, finding himself met with Matthew's desperate gaze as he approached him.

- Matt!, what are you doing here? - asked Tolys, confused by his friend's sudden appearance.

- I'm sorry, Tolys. I can't let you go without telling you this - said Matthew, breathing heavily from the race as now Tolys took his hand and looked him in the eyes intensely.

- What are you talking about, Matthew? - asked Tolys, intrigued by the urgency in his friend's voice.

With his heart in his throat and the words welling up from the depths of his being, Matthew knelt before Tolys and confessed everything he had been holding inside him.

- Tolys, from the moment I saw you, I knew you were someone special. I was very surprised that you were one of the people who noticed me despite being invisible to others…. I've been in love with you ever since, but I never had the courage to tell you. I love you, Tolys. I love you with all my being and I can't bear the thought of losing you without you knowing the truth - said Matthew, his eyes filled with tears and his face as red as Antonio's tomatoes as he looked at Tolys with hope and fear.

Tolys was breathless at Matthew's confession, his heart pounding fiercely in his chest as he processed the words he had just heard, it seemed that only in his dreams had such a perfect scene been possible.

- Matthew, I love you too. I never thought I would fall in love like this, but here I am, completely surrendered to you. You are my light in the darkness, my reason to smile. I love you more than I can express in words maybe that's why I always remained silent without knowing how to tell you - replied Tolys, his eyes shining with tears of happiness and excitement.

And so, amidst the bustle of the airport and with the eyes of the world on them, Matthew and Tolys found themselves in an embrace that transcended time and space, united by the love they had found in each other.

Their hearts beat in unison as their hands did when they met for the first time, as they promised each other a future full of love and happiness.

——

After a prolonged kiss, their hearts were beating in unison and they could hear each other's breathing, their mouths were full and their lips wet after the emotion of moving in someone else's skin, after a small kiss full of feeling closed the moment, Matthew and Tolys slowly separated, with their hands still intertwined and eyes lost in each other. It was then that Tolys , with a shy laugh, noticed something special in the air, in the people, and the overly cheesy decoration of that day.

- Matthew, have you noticed the date today? - asked Tolys, with a gleam of astonishment in his eyes.

Matthew furrowed his brow slightly, confused by the question, but then his face lit up with understanding as he checked his watch.

- Its… oh! It's February 14th! - exclaimed Matt, his voice full of wonder and joy as he realized the significance of that date.

Tolys nodded with a radiant smile and releasing a joint laugh, feeling a comforting warmth flood his chest as they immersed themselves in the magic of the moment.

- Yes, it's Valentine's Day. What a wonderful coincidence that our encounter happened on this very special day - said Tolys, with a glimmer of excitement in his eyes as he looked at Matthew.

Matthew nodded with a smile, feeling a wave of love and gratitude towards Tolys and towards the destiny that had brought them together.

“I love you”

…

This is for: @madam-of-lithuania who made the request. Thanks you for requesting!🙌❤️‍🩹

I hope having more requests.

Romantic-little spicy final part added and edited from my dear friends Dani and Tana! (Las amo hermosas)

FT: Happy Valentines Day! I love you all~!

#hws hetalia #hetalia #aph #canliet #lietcan #matthew hetalia #hetalia matthew #matthew williams #hetalia canada #canada hetalia #sunflower answering #tolys laurinaitis #lithuania #hetalia lithuania #romantic fanfic #happy valentine's day #i hope you enjoy #canadá

[studio-dreamie]

chapter 7: tiktok advice

Jaemin opened the apartment door as y/n rushed in. She beelines straight to Jisung's room only to see him on the floor rocking back and forth against the wall. She couldn’t help but feel sad at the sight. “Jisung,” she said softly, she walked towards the frantic boy. She sits down next to him and puts her hand on his arm, rubbing circles with her thumb. “Can I try something Jisung?” she asks. He looks at her surprised but hesitantly nods as he tries to control his breathing (somewhat failing). She reaches down into her pocket to find her white wired headphones that were connected to her phone from the walk (more like run) here. She took her hand off and put the headphones on jisung. She played a playlist named steady. “Why did you do that?” Jaemin asked as he hovered over the boy and the girl from the door. “I saw a TikTok saying it helps with panic attacks so I wanted to see if it would work” she responded. Jaemin’s mouth couldn’t help but fall open, “so you put the fate of our son in the hands of TikTok” Jaemin said. Y/n rolled her eyes and she moved closer to Jisung. He eyes her but then gives her a small nod. His chest slows down and his movements become less frantic in the next few minutes. She goes back to her original position except this time she wraps her arms around his left, pressing it against her like a teddy bear. Once the frantic moments stopped, y/n laid her head on the boy’s shoulder. Jaemin decided to come close and sit beside them, rubbing circles reassuringly on Jisung’s knee. They stay in this position until he falls asleep.

side story: hw assignment #2 (jisungs pov)

It felt childish to do a homework assignment like this in college. Worksheets were being passed around the class like we were back in high school. The big black bold letters sat on top of the paper in a font that seemed fitting for kindergartners. “Who is your hero?”. I couldn’t help but internally sigh, of course an English elective has to do the most. I looked at the paper with a straight face; who the fuck do i write about? Iron man? I thought about it for a second but then pushed the idea away. There was no way I could write a 2000 word paper on my emotional connection with Iron Man. I overhear everyone around me talking. “Oh this is easy” “Who are you gonna do?” “My mom for sure” “Hmm probably my dad or brother not too sure”. I continue to stare at my paper; there’s no way I’m writing a paper on my deadbeat family members, maybe iron man really is the best option. I stare deeply at the paper, god someone, anyone, why can’t I think, why does everybody gotta put their family member, who the hell do I put, what the fuck. My thoughts become interrupted as I get a text on laptop screen. hello my offspring it read. I softly smiled, I guess I know who to write about now.

prev//masterlist//next

pairing: renjun x fem!reader

synopsis: the ultimate college friend group that does not escape the trials of suffering, love, drama, and weed. join y/n and her friends as they go through their third year of college together, they have no idea what's going on or what they're doing, but isn't that the fun of it?

genre: social media au, college au, friends to lovers, fluff, angst, comedy, coming of age

note: so i fully understand that this is a renjun x reader but like i really want to put emphasis on the other relationships she has, i want it to really be like you’re in college with all ur friends, and im a firm believer that side characters are main characters in their own story so i like to give them spotlight, if yall don’t fw that idk what to tell yall fr. in the character description i said jaemin and y/n are jisungs co-parents and i fr mean it

taglist: @she-is-dreaming @wavesandkisses @jenobubbles @finnydraws @snflwrhaerecs4u @sexygrass @miniature-tragedy @sweetcandycum @fae-renjun 

#nct dream #nct dream social media au #nct dream social media au masterlist #nct dream sms au #nct #haechan #lee haechan #renjun #huang renjun #nct dream imagines #nct dream scenarios #renjun scenario #jaemin #na jaemin #lee jeno #jeno #yangyang #liu yangyang #park jisung #00 line #00 line imagine #00 line scenarios #renjun imagines #haechan imagines #jeno imagines #jaemin imagines #yangyang imagines #jisung imagines #renjun x reader #nct x reader

[mediocre-quill-ink]

Sarcasm

Pt 5

Content: Gavin is pissed but what's new?

Connor and I walked into the station, his hand resting on the small of my back. I tried to take in deep breaths as I waltzed through the doors, preying I didn't look as nervous as I felt. I needed to look calm, relaxed, maybe even cocky.

I tried to straighten my posture a little bit, throwing on a subtle, fake, but confident smile as I fought the urge to look at gavin.

Not yet, don't aknowlage him yet. Pretend it's just me and connor.

I felt a few sets of eyes on us as we made our way to our separate desks. Not the whole office, thank God. But it was enough to raise my anxiety. Connor gave me a soft kiss on the cheek, whispering, "Are you okay so far?" I nodded subtly in return and leaned away, making his way to his desk.

I sat down at my desk, being sure to keep my calm, This-is-totally-normal persona as I let out a slow, tense sigh.

I glanced at connor, giving him a staged longing stare, which he returned with a wink. I smiled, then looked back at my desk

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Then I finally let myself look at the gavins desk. He was leaning back in his chair, arms crossed and just staring at connor. He looked upset. I smirked a little.

Good. He's mad.

I mean, when is he not mad, but there's a certain energy to it that just feels different. I can't quite place what it was, but whatever it is, I like it.

Lick it up because you're getting more of this bullshit gavin.

Hw slowly slid his attention twords me, and I smoothed down the pride into neutral, but happy look. Play it cool.

Gavin stared at me, and I stared back, putting on a happy go lucky persona, but it was hard to hide the almost sadistic joy in my eyes. The way he looked at us both was a kind of anger I haven't quite seen out of him.

Most kinds were loud and explosive and violent, but this was seathing, boiling, sharp, quiet, and hot, kind of anger. I liked it.

He gave connor a final look before returning his attention to his computer.

I let the satisfied smile return to my face once he looked away. For once, I felt powerful over him. Not a force of friction he had to fight against, but a power now held over him. He could snap back all he wanted with other circumstances, but now all he can do is watch.

Oh I'm going to have fun with this one.

~

I checked the clock, break time. I let out a sigh. Thank God.

I got up from my desk, making my way to the breakroom. Gavins desk was empty, It looked like he was already elsewhere. I positioned myself at one of the sleek white tables, leaning over it and scrolling on my phone. I'm checking for texts, looking through youtube feed, notifications on all my socials... everything looked normal in my notifications, I saved a bunch of youtube videos to watch later...

In the corner of my eye, I saw Connor walking into the breakroom. "Good afternoon, sweetheart." He greeted with a little smile. I looked up at him, smiling back and laughing a little. "Hi, connor." He stood next to me at the sleek white table, wrapping his hand around my waist. It forced a blush onto my cheeks. "Oh my god, connor." I whispered a nervous chuckle, "gavins not here, we don't have to do this kind of stuff."

He leaned in slightly, whispering, "I know, I'll stop if it makes you uncomfortable, but I had a thought." I glanced from my phone back to him for a moment,"and that is?" Connor tilted his head slightly, saying, "we don't have to display romantic behavior often out of his presence, but doing it every now and then would make our story more believable. After all, we are in an office of detectives even if they don't care, some suspicion would eventually crop up."

I nodded, tilting my head slightly. "True."

"I assure you, we won't have to do it often... or at all if it's outside your comfort zone." Connor whispered. "It's just a suggestion."

"No, you're right." I noted. Connor replied, "If you're not comfortable, we don't have to." I nodded and said, "No, I know. But you're right." I leaned in a kissed his cheek softly.

Connor stiffened a little bit, and I laughed. He quickly smiled and said, "Sorry, you caught me off guard." He laughed a little.

I tisked, looking back at my phone and smiling.

This definitely still felt weird. Being held like this by my friend but also, weirdly it felt... nice? Like... comforting I guess. Weird.

"Did you see the way gavin looked at us when we walked in?" I smiled. "I did." He nodded. "He looked so pissed. God, that was a funny look."

"When is he not mad?" Connor added. "Ah, true. But it was different. Usually, his anger is explosive, popping, sharp. But this is different. It's quiet and simmering and blunt. It's weird but a nice change of pace." He was silent for a moment, nodding before asking. "Why do you like making him angry so much? Believe me, I'm not fond of him myself, but it seems feeding into his anger only makes things worse. Have you considered talking to him about your issues?"

"Does he seem like the kind of person who would have a conversion?" My tone was light and joking, but we both knew he wasn't the most communitive person, "I remember... when we met... I tried talking stuff out with him, but it just didn't work. Eventually he ticked me off more and more, and I just gave up and started arguing with him. I fight back because I'm sick of his asshat behavior, I don't like him getting away with everything. Let me revel in pissing that jack ass off."

Connor was silent for a moment before saying, "understood."

"Sorry." I sighed, "I didn't mean to get a little aggressive there." I turned off my phone, sighing.

"There's no need to apologize." Connor spoke softly."I understand what you're saying, I just think, if possible, you should consider talking to him some time in the future."

"I'll consider it." I mumbled.

"And speaking of whom."

Just as connor said that, Gavin appeared in the corner of my vision, he walked twords the breakroom before stopping in his tracks when he saw us. The moment of hesitation was short but he continued to drag his feet into the breakroom, walking past us without so much as throwing a second glance.

It was strange not his usual cocky strut, an eye roll, or so much as a "hey." His silence was unnerving and out of character. Connor and I threw brief glances to each other as Gavin stood by the coffee machine, pouring himself a cup, then reaching into the mini fridge for his caramel creamer.

The mask of cigarettes was still fresh on his clothes, some snow flakes melting on his shoulders. He looked... tolerable?

I wasn't sure how else to put it but it made my chest tighten looking at him for some reason. Like I couldn't breathe. Why was it that in that moment I didn't want to punch him?

"The fuck are you staring at?" He grumbled.

Never mind.

"Sorry." I stumbled out, averting my gaze to the mini-fridge instead.

There was a long moment of silence where Gavin was just stirring the creamer into his coffee. longer than he should, to be honest. He stood stiffly, and after a few beats, he spoke awkwardly "so. How long have you two been together?"

"A couple of months." I replied almost instantly.

Gavin slowly turned around, resting his elbows on the counter behind him.

"Really?" He asked almost sarcastically.

Connor squeezed my waist softly. When he did that gavins eyes narrowed for a moment before looking into his coffee. "it's true. We started dating a few months ago." Connor added.

Gavin just nodded, stirring his coffee mindlessly. "Hm." Was all he added, his jaw shifting for a moment.

There was a moment of silence, an uncomfortable waight in the air as I heard the plastic spoon stir in the paper cup. Connor remained still next to me as if nothing was wrong.

"How long did you want to keep this little secret from me?" Gavin asked, a quiet, sharp tone to his voice.

"It's not a secret. I just didn't think it was any of your business." I spoke slowly, clenching my jaw a little. "I don't expect you to tell me about your life."

His brows flicked for a moment. He just nodded. "Good to know." He spoke quietly.

He looked up from his cup, staring at connor for a moment, "what do you get out of this."

Connor remained still beside me, his hand still resting on my waist as he spoke, "I don't gain anything out of this relationship aside from happiness. I don't wish to gain anything. I'm grateful for the relationship I have."

I wanted to gag. It's very sappy, but I smiled softly, leaning against him a little.

Gavin just rolled his eyes "god. What a fucking joke."

I blinked for a moment. "Excuse me?"

"Listen, I normally wouldn't give to shits about your romantic life. Or anything about your life for that matter. But an android? You really are pathetic, aren't you? Did his fancy little emotion imitator really trick you that much? It can't feel. It's just a bunch of code."

I squeezed my hand shut for a moment. I wasn't in the mood for an argument. We've discussed this once or twice in the past, and it never ends well. "What does it matter to you?"

"It matters to me because where the place humanity is going is fucking depressing. I can't just accept this is the way humanity is." He added, getting a little angrier "besides, this guy's an asshole. It's more of a smartass than other tin cans. And that's saying something."

"Are you done?" I asked in a low tone, trying to keep myself from snapping.

Gavin shifted his jaw, looking to his left.

"Just fuck off. This is pathetic to see." He mumbled, popping a lid on his coffee and walking out of the room.

I glanced at connor, my eyebrows shooting up. I didn't even know what to say.

"So is your plan working?" Connor asked softly.

I took a moment to consider. Whether or not he believed it was a little unclear to me but I'd think so. And he certainly seemed pissed which, for once, was nice to see.

"Yeah. Yeah, I'd think so."

#sarcasm #dbh #detroit become human #dbh fanfiction #gavin reed #gavin reed x reader #gavin reed x oc #enimes to lovers #slow burn in concept but in reality i dont have the patience #sarcasm pt 4

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My Sky Of Gray - Peter Parker X Female Reader

Title: My Sky Of Gray

Peter Parker X Female Reader

Additional Characters: Reader's mother (Sarah) and Aunt May

Requested by Anon!

WC: 2,191

Warnings: Soulmate AU, slight angst, nervousness, anxiety, crying, heartbreak, mentions of killing, and fluff

Slamming the door shut, you rushed to take your shoes off, stumbling slightly as you made your way down the hall and up the stairs. You slid off your backpack and pushed open your bedroom door before dropping your bag haphazardly and running to your bed. The mattress bounced as you landed on your stomach, pulling your phone out of the back pocket and quickly unlocking it. You ignored the notifications as you tapped open your messages. A smile lit up your face as you saw the new text from your best online friend, Peter. It had been almost a year since you first met him playing video games. You forgot how it all happened but soon enough you were talking to each other in the gamer chats. Which then led to both playing Minecraft together on your switches, and that led to having each other's numbers. 

You texted each other almost every day. About everything and anything. Peter would send you funny scientific memes that you didn't understand and even random facts. Most nights you spent hours and hours just talking, whether that be texting or calling. You'd take until your phone was on the brink of death before you would take the time to find the charger. You really liked Peter. He was funny, sweet, charming even. He was kind of a nerd too. His interests consisted mainly of sci-fi and science theories, while yours was more of fantasy RPGs and gaming theory. He had always told you that you were his favorite gamer, which always made you blush. And on especially bad days, he'd always make you feel better. No matter how sad you were, he always made you smile. He'd send you funny videos from Tik Tok, even one time sending you a picture of a duck he saw on a walk home from school. You loved that about him; how caring and understanding he was. 

And, against your better judgment, you were falling in love with him. Every day, it seemed more and more difficult to push away the butterflies in your stomach when you heard his voice, and laugh at his jokes. He made you feel happy and safe, despite how strange it felt. He made you want to tell him how you felt, but what if he didn't like you back? What if he wasn't your soulmate? That was another issue, what if he wasn't your soulmate? Oh, how you wished he was. To meet him in real life and look into his eyes, finally seeing color for the first time. You'd wonder what his hair color would be, or his eyes... From the pictures and selfies he'd sent, his hair was a dark gray. 

Tapping on his recent text, you sighed happily, gazing down at the words on your phone. 

'Hey cutie pie! Just got back from school. You free to play tonight?' 

You frowned, turning to see your backpack on the floor, before typing away, 

'I can't. I got tonnns of hw but I wanna talk to you.'

You watched with a skip of your heartbeat as the texting bubble popped up before his text appeared.

'Bad day?'

Your fingers trembled as you wrote,

'Yeah. I'm okay tho! Promise. I just hate hw lol'

'ok, do you wanna talk bout it?'

Hunched over his desk, arms acting as a pillow for his head; Peter bit his lip as he stared at his phone screen. There was a lump forming in his throat as he waited for your reply. He hoped that you were really okay and that nothing bad happened. Peter didn't realize until recently that he more than liked you as a friend. Ever since you two started talking online, he found himself spending so much time with you. He never knew he'd grow a crush on you. You; funny, smart, sassy, competitive... You... The thought of something happening to you made his insides squirm uneasily. And the fact that he couldn't be there in person to help you with anything made him even more anxious. He wanted to be there for you. He needed to be there for you. So why did he still feel nervous? Why did it feel like his heart was trying to escape his chest? And why did he keep rereading your message over and over again?

'I just failed my test. Have to come in and retake it Saturday.' You answered as Peter grabbed his phone, staring at the screen.

'That was going to be our game day...' He replied back before adding to that, 'We could move it to Sunday?'

'I can't, mom taking me to Queens sunday, something about visiting an old friend of her from high school...'

Peter frowned, Game Day Saturday was what he always looked forward to, the first being able to hang out with you.

‘oh, ok.’ He sent, before cringing and quickly typing more, ‘do you wanna call? I could help you with your hw if you wany?’

You sputtered a laugh as you replied,

‘wany? Yeah, i’d like that.’

~~~

You leaned your head against the passenger window, watching as the houses, apartments, and other buildings flew by. You were excited to meet your mother’s friend, but you really wished you could’ve stayed home and spent time with Peter. You wished you were at home, leaned back in your spinny chair, playing Minecraft on your Switch or even playing Bigfoot Multiplayer with him on your computer. But, you know it was the polite thing to do. 

Pulling up into a parking spot on the side of the street, you hopped out of the car and stared up at the apartment building in front of you. Your mother led you into the building and up the stairs, where you waited behind her as she knocked on the door. Waiting for a moment, you heard the pitter-pattering of feet before the door opened. There, at the door was a woman, long hair, wearing a cute sweater, you noticed. She smiled, stepping out of the way to let you both in.

“Sarah! Oh, it’s been years! How are you?” The friend of your mother asked, as she pulled her into a hug.

“I am perfect, May. How are you? Are you still raising your nephew?” Your mother asked, pulling back from the hug. 

May nodded, gesturing her head to the side, “I’m good. And yes, he’s still in high school, so he’ll be here for a while.” She then turned to you, giving you a caring smile, “And you must be Y/N. You can call me May.” She spoke before pulling you into a hug as well. You awkwardly hugged her back, before she pulled back. “I’ll go get Peter. You and him can talk while the grown ups do.” She spoke, and the moment she said the name ‘Peter’ you froze up. Your heart began to beat and you held onto a sliver of hope that this ‘Peter’ was your ‘Peter’.

Your mother must have noticed your expression as May left because she placed a hand on your shoulder, “Sorry, she’s a hugger.” 

You pursed your lips, giving your mother a nod before you clasped your hands together in front of you, fiddling with your fingers anxiously as you waited. Eyes staring to the hall where May had disappeared into. As your heart swelled with anxiety and nervousness, along with doubt that this was your Peter and that he was your soulmate… Your soul hoped that he was. 

It was like you were in slow-motion when he stepped out. Donning sweats and a plain t-shirt, hair slightly ruffled as he ran a hand through it. He’s gorgeous, was your first thought. Please, look at me, was your second. Slowly, he looked up, eyes widening as he looked at you. You were ready for your world to brighten. You were waiting for the world to burst into color as you stared into his eyes… But… No… The world around you was still as gray as can be. You felt immediately chest-fallen, you felt as if your soul was snatched from you body, leaving you completely breathless; gasping for air. 

He wasn’t your soulmate. Peter wasn’t your soulmate.

You noticed as you stared at Peter, that his eyes seemed to widen as he cast his gaze to the ground briefly. Was he hoping for the same thing you had wished for? No? Maybe? But, it didn’t matter anyway. He wasn’t meant to be yours. You gulped, gaining the courage to speak. You didn’t want things to be awkward. Peter was still your friend. And that was enough.

“Hi, Peter.” You spoke up softly, as May and your mother turned to look at each other confused.

“You know each other?” May asked and Peter nodded, turning to his aunt.

“We met through video games.” He finally spoke up as your mother huffed, crossing her arms.

“Of course,” She rolled her eyes playfully, “She never gets off that Switch thing.”

May gave you and her nephew a smile, “Well, that’s lovely. You two go play some video games then. Your mother and I are going to catch up.”

You gave her a nod before following Peter awkwardly to his room. Shutting the door, Peter shifted his gaze around his room as you stuffed your hands in your hoodie pockets, looking at the floor. The tension between you could have been cut with a knife. The air felt warm and suffocating as you fidgeted in your spot. 

“Uh… I…” Peter began, grabbing your attention and glancing up at you. “Uh… So, how are you?”

You glanced around the room, spotting the multiple Star Wars posters and merchandise, “Good.” You said shortly, “Uh, how are you?” 

Peter nodded, giving you a sheepish smile, “Good, uh, good. Uh… This is cool… My aunt knows your mom.” He stated and you nodded, finally looking back at him.

“Yeah, it’s… It’s cool.” You agreed, smiling shyly as Peter rubbed the back of his neck.

“Uh, so I’m just going to say this because I don’t know how to say this in the first place and this is already awkward but… We’re soulmates.” He chuckled awkwardly, making you furrow your eyebrows, confused.

“What?” You asked as Peter nodded.

“Yeah, I didn’t want to freak out because my aunt May would make a big deal about it and probably post about it on her Twitter but we’re soulmates.” He laughed out breathily, “I can’t believe it. I mean, I was hoping you’d be my soulmate.” He looked up at you, “I mean, this is awesome. I have you as my soulmate and see colors.” He ranted, making you more and more confused.

“Uh… Peter… We’re not soulmates.” You interrupted him, making him frown as he grew confused too.

“What?”

“We’re not soulmates.”

Peter shook his head, cracking a nervous smile, “No, we are.” He tried to insist.

You shook your own head, “Last time I checked… I still see grayscale.” You sighed and Peter pursed his lips.

“So… You mean… Wait, that doesn’t really make any sense. I can see colors and you can’t? What does that even mean?” He asked as he began to pace his room.

You followed him with your eyes, growing more and more disappointed, “I’m your soulmate… But you’re not mine.” You muttered out, shoulders slumping as you dropped your eyes to the ground.

Peter shook his head rapidly, pausing his pacing to turn to you, walking over and pulling you into a hug. You squeezed your eyes shut, wrapping your arms tightly around his neck as you dug your face in his shoulder. You felt the tears well up in your eyes, but you pushed them down. You held onto Peter as if you made one false move you would float away. Like an anchor, he held you down. 

“You’re my soulmate. I love you, Y/N.” Peter confessed, shocking you as you felt his tears fall onto your hoodie. “I know I’m not your soulmate, but I just wanted to get this off my chest.” He continued, sniffling as he held you closer.

You let out a sigh, fingers clutching his shirt in a deathgrip, “I love you too, Peter. Ever since I killed you in PvP Minecraft,” You joked lightly, earning a small laugh from him.

“I let you win.” He answered back, “I’d let you win a million times more.”

You laughed, pulling back slightly to look at Peter, his dark gray eyes peered back into yours. You wished you could know what color his eyes were and the shade of his har, but deep down, you didn’t really care. Peter was all you wanted. “We’ll figure something out.” You repeated his words, giving him a smile. “We both aced out Science tests, we’ll do some research.”

“Yeah, maybe this is a crazy once-in-a-lifetime mystical phenomenon.”

You nodded, “That, or the world is messing with us.” You countered as Peter raised his hand to flick your forehead fondly.

“Wanna play some Minecraft? I’ll let you be player one.” He offered as you nodded.

“As long as you’ll be my player two.”

#peter parker #peter parker x reader #peter parker x female reader #peter parker x y/n #peter parker x fem!reader #peter parker x you #spiderman #marvel fanfic #marvel cinematic universe #marvel #cute #slight angst #fluff #fandom #au #fanfic #fanfiction #fanfics #soulmate reader #soulmate au #soulmate #requested #requests are open #requests open #requests #request #mcu #avengers #marvel mcu #the avengers

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Could I ask for a Haruhi x reader playing footsie under the table during a host club meeting?

Omg. I love the way your mind works. That's so cute!!!!! Ahhhh!!!!!

Ahhh! Sorry, I haven’t posted in a while bc my teachers are evil! I have to continuously do hw! 

Plus, I just did a taekwondo test to upgrade my belt, and I sprained my ankle after spraining both last month. I think I’m a magnet for injuries.  (´；ω；｀)

。:+* ゜Reader and Haruhi playing footsie under the table during a host club meeting   ゜ *+:。 ˚◦○˚ ₓ The fluffiest fluff!, no warnings apply (sometimes Tamaki should count as one tho) ✧ₓ˚. ୭ GN!Reader ☆○o.There’s endless Tamaki slander. I love him, but he’s just so stupid sometimes :P.○☆

SHE SO PRETTY OH MY LORDY LORD--

-You and Haruhi were undoubtedly super close, dare I say the closest, perhaps in the club. You and her just clicked. Perhaps it was your endless suffering due to your carelessness, (e.g., the vase breaking, and you ruining a painting by accident), or maybe it was because you two were the newest additions to the club. Kyoya was giving his usual boring monologue about the spending, blah blah blah. Nobody was paying attention to him, anyway. The twins were playing video games under the table, and Tamaki was whining and crying and complaining like the childish idiot he was. Mori was sleeping with his eyes open, Honey was just eating cake, pretending to be listening, when he really had headphones on. 

You and Haruhi, however, were playing footsie under the table. It began when she accidentally kicked you stretching her legs, but you couldn’t just let that slide. You tapped her foot with yours, in an attempt to enact your revenge on her. She did the same to you, not letting you have the last laugh. Oh no, you weren’t gonna let that slide. Your pride wouldn’t allow it. You kicked her back gently, then quickly moved your legs out of the way so she couldn’t get you back. She stared at you, mouth agape, before mouthing “That’s cheating!” 

You shrugged before she pretended to drop a pen, stretching her legs to “pick it up”, when she really was kicking you back. You were shocked, and whispered back “No, that’s cheating!” SHe playfully stuck her tongue out at you. However, the insanity of the dumbest blond ever, Tamaki, noticed this, and immediately began his routine whining of “Heyyy! Y/n’s getting closer with Haruhiiiii! I wanna spend time with her!!! Ahhhh! Y/n’s being so meannn!!!!!!!” This dumb little- You thought, Of course, Tamaki’s the one to tattle. Right when things were getting good! We finally found a distraction, and he ruined it! 

Kyoya immediately snapped his head towards you two. “Playing footsie, eh? I know it’s boring, but you can’t just not pay attention! Look at your fellow clubmates- Ah.” He looked around, seeing nobody listening. “Whatever. I’m going to go do this on my own. Have fun, do whatever you want. I give up.” He sighed, and walked away, dragging Tamaki with him to ensure he didn’t do anything stupid. Well, at least now you get to spend more time with Haruhi, so that’s a plus!

Ahh, sorry that was so short, but that’s literally all I could squeeze out. Honestly, Tamaki in my mind is a) insane and b) the personification of a dumb blond.  Did you guys know blond and blonde and feminine and masculine?! I had no idea until my sister corrected me… :P

#ohshc x reader #ohshc oneshots #haruhi x #tamaki stupid real

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Kai x reader when 🥺

cringe warning

Kai huffs as he presses you against the wall, eyes downcast as he stares at you in disdain.

"You reblogged someone else's post today," he murmurs, averting eyes with you as he clenches his jaw.

"I didn't mean to," you softly say.

Kai growls and slams the spot on the wall next to you.

"You leave me no choice," he sighs.

He lets out a roar as he transforms into his final form and eats you, his fangs digging into your flesh as he tears you apart im so sorry let me go back to doing my hw

#kai mail 💌