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jyoongim · 20 days

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I'm sorry to add to your likely ever growing list of requests but may I pitch an idea:

Alastor absolutely head over heals for a married reader, but since his mama raised him right he'd never make a real move. He's sure he can show you he's sooo much better anyway, and you'd leave your husband for him eventually.

BUT then his rut hits and the chivalry goes out the window no matter how hard he tries to stay sane and he just NEEDS reader right NOW, wedding ring be damned.

Title: UNWILLINGLY YOURS❤️‍🔥

Part 2!

warning: Reader is married! Non-con sex (I DIDNT EVEN KNOW I COULD WRITE THIS????) possessive, jealous, obsessive behaviors, one-sided pining, breeding kink/impregnantion, Al is a homewrecker!!!, husband is a sweet bean!, rough sex, creampie, marriage guilt

Let me know if I’m missing something!!

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You were a constant face in Cannibal Town. You often helped Rosie at her Emporium, helping her sell her goodies, have a good chat, and help those who come to see the female Overlord.

You could often be found in an apron splattered in blood with a sharp grin on your face.

Alastor found you adoring. He thought you were the sweetest thing that ever graced Hell.

So imagine the way his shadow simmered when he saw a wedding ring shining on your finger…

The Overlord’s eyes narrowed when he saw your husband would come in, greeting Rosie and before the sinner could locate you, you were chirping happily as you jumped into his arms, dragging the man to taste what you had been cooking.

He knew it wasn’t right.

To lust after a taken woman.

But seven hells were you beautiful.

You considered Alastor a friend. You were oblivious to his flirting and often thought he was just teasing.

He was a well-mannered demon and the two of you had a lot in common.

He deemed himself the better man.

Your husband was average. Alastor couldnt understand why you married him.

You needed someone strong and powerful.

Someone who would worship the ground you walked on.

Someone who would worship you like you deserved.

You deserved to be spoiled, having things at your disposal at just a glance.

Alastor could give you all of those things if you just said the word.

If you would just leave your husband…..the world could be yours.

But all the gifts, flowers, and dates didnt seem to get through your head.

You kindly reminded the deer that you were married and you adored your spouse, but you gave him your appreciation in his efforts.

So like a gentleman, Alastor backed down. If you truly loved your husband than who was he to mess up a happy home?

But that desire to have you all to himself never went away.

You suited Alastor.

Your manners,personality, interests…

You were his perfect standard.

But you were already someone else’s.

But Alastor could wait…

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“Rosie I haven’t seen Alastor around, he hasn’t fall ill has he?” You asked the tall woman worriedly.

Rosie waved a dismissive hand “Oh he’s fine dear. he always goes into hiding every now and again. Probably just busy at that hotel of his”

You tugged your lips, the treat you had been making was one of the red demon’s favorite.

Maybe you should go and check on him?

After all…He was your friend.

”Im gonna take him some treats. I just want to check up on him.”

You knocked on the double doors of the hotel and waited.

You knocked again.

You heard some shuffling and then the door opened.

”What are you doing this way darlin?”

You smiled softly seeing Alastor, holding up the goodies

”Hadn’t seen you in a while and was just worried that’s all. I was making these and know how much you love em”

The overlord let you in and you took in the hotel lobby.

It certainly had character.

You noticed Alastor hadn’t moved from the door and instead was staring at you. You tilted your head “You look like you wanna eat me Al” You wiggled your tail at him, smirking playfully

“But I doubt ill taste as good as these goodies I worked so hard on”

That seemed to snap him out of it as he cleared his throat, he escorted you to the radio tower.

Alastor was losing it.

His rut had came sooner than he anticipated and he has locked himself away until he had control over himself.

All he could think about was you.

And how you would look covered in his cum.

Covered? No that would be a waste…but if you were filled that was a different story.

Everyone had went out on some activity Charlie had planned so Alastor was holding the fort.

He had been stroking his cock, fisting the raging organ until it was pulsing and leaking. He had been thinking of you, the object of his affections and desires.

On your knees and begging to suck him.

He could feel an orgasm readying to erupt when a knock at the door interrupted his fantasy.

He growled and stomped to the front door when a familiar scent caught his nose.

You.

You were here.

Making sure he was okay.

You had been worried about him and even made him a snack.

Oh what a sweet thing you were.

If only you were his wife.

Alastor let you in, eyes raking over your figure as you looked around the hotel.

Eyes settling on the sway of your hips, before he heard your voice breakthrough the fog of desire.

”You look like you wanna eat me” you giggled.

You were being playful.

He knew that.

But when you wiggled your backside, flickering your tail that set him off.

He was on you faster than you could blink, hands settling on your plush hips. His lips skimmed your ear “You would be even sweeter than these treats you’ve made.”

You shivered, trying to shrug him off “You’re just saying that”

Alastor chuckled as he nuzzled you, teeth nipping at your shoulder

”Oh I’d never lie about you darlin”

Your cheeks flushed and you went to move away from him when he pressed his hips against yours.

”A-Al?”

He growled against your ear, arms wrapping around your waist and pulling you into him.

”You dont understand the effect you have on me my dear. It is taking everything in me to not have my way with you”

You tried to jerk away from him, but he held fast, a soft frown showing on your face.

”Alastor… t-this i-is inappropriate Im..you know I’m married”

The second the word slipped from your lips Alastor let out a feral growl, twirling you around to face him.

His eyes were black and pupils narrowed as he bared his teeth at you.

”That is irrelevant to me dear. You think I care of your bond to that pathetic excuse of a man?”

You went to hiss at him.

Bared your fangs and defended your marriage.

But Alastor found your anger to be his tipping point as he slammed his lips onto yours, catching you off guard.

Your eyes widened and you gasped subconsciously, making the red demon lean into you, swallowing the soft protests and whines you let out.

”A-Alastor..N-No I can’t…” you pulled away pushing against him, but the male didnt let you get away.

He sought after your lips, wanting to have his tongue down your throat. Sweet poisoned words spilled from his lips as he pressed you into his chest.

“You’ll have to indulge me my dear. Youve been plaguing my mind for a while now and while I despise your husband, I respected you to give you space…”

A large hand wrapped around your neck, tightening. He tilted his head at you “However…you have approached me while I’m in season and reason have been slipping.”

In season? Your head was reeling. The fuck was he talking about… Oh!

Alastor had deer features… he…he was…

”What will your dear husband think when I send you back to him filled with my cum?” Alastor purred snapping you out of your thoughts.

You blinked, taking a step back, but he followed you.

You were pressed into a wall before you melted into the wall and found your back on a soft surface.

Alastor was on top of you, claws digging in your clothing; a rip met your ears and the cool air had you covering yourself.

“Alastor!” You yelped. The red demon grabbed at your hands, revealing your bare body to him.

Skin smooth like butter and free of marks. Your ample breasts were full and round, rising and falling with your rapid breathing.

His large hands kneaded the mounds, pinching and tweaking the soft peaks. His eyes roamed your soft stomach that was littered in stretch marks and slightly rounded, filtering into wide hips.

Satan you would look lovely carry his spawns.

“Al please! Let me go. I-Ill forget all about this incident and we can just pretend it never happened.” You placed your hands over his to slowly move them off your chest, he didnt protest.

You knew Alastor.

He wouldnt hurt you

His brain was just all twisted from hormones, he'll gain some sense.

Your breath caught when he pressed his nose against your heat.

Your thighs vibrated as a purr radiated through his chest.

”Such a sweet cunt” he mused, inhaling your scent.

“A-Al dont…i-I’m…I’m pregnant” you pleaded, trying to close your legs around his head and softly pushing him away from your intimate region.

Alastor stiffened at your words.

His eyes snapped to yours and then to your stomach.

Anger boiled inside him.

Pregnant? How dare someone-

“I-I wont tell my husband. We can just pretend this didnt happen. Just stop now and ill go” you tried to reason with the demon.

His eyes narrowed as a vicious growl ripped through his throat

Your husband…that’s right you weren’t his. You were married.

But he could fix that problem.

Alastor’s cock twitched at the thought.

”Oooh my dear that’s alright” he grinned up at you as he teased your slit. He lowered his head back between your legs

”Afterall…I would love to see you carrying my fawns”

Your eyes widened and before you could question him, Alastor sucked your clit into his mouth.

A ragged cry tore from your lips as the red demon lapped at your cunt. ”A-Al-lastor!”

Alastor swallowed the nectar that began to flow.

You tasted better than he imagined.

Sweeter than honey.

He groaned as he pushed his tongue into your velvet walls, twirling and swirling to lap every drop your cunt produced.

You were trying to wiggle your hips away from him, but Alastor held your hips steady, nipping at your clit in warning.

Oh your husband had no idea of the treasure he had Alastor thought flicking your clit with his tongue.

Such a perfect cunt.

Your soft groans of protests were music to his ears.

Suck. Lick. Flick. Repeat

Alastor tortured your poor puffy clit until your hips shuddered and rolling against his tongue. He moaned latching onto your cunt as you cried out, your nectar exploding into his mouth.

You panted as your heart thumped in your chest, feeling your body buzz as you floated.You took a deep breath maybe this was enough. Maybe he would let you go home.

You felt his kiss around your inner thighs and lick one final stripe up your slit, before moving his head from between your thighs.

Hes satisfied now…go-good…now to-

A heavy weight slapped against your thigh making you tense as you looked up at Alastor with horror in your eyes.

Tears welled in your eyes as a sob bubbled in your throat “N-no…no no no no no no!” Alastor’s hands cupped your cheeks as he tried to comfort your pleas, using his knees to widen your thighs.

”Its okay darling” he licked your wet cheek “You were such a good girl for me such a good girl” you felt him pepper your face in soft kisses. You pushed at his broad chest, hands pushing at anything you could shove, you shook your head in denial as he trapped you underneath him “Im pregnant! Y-You can’t! Please dont” You sobbed.

Alastor hissed, that jealous feeling rearing “yeesss pregnant your husband must be so happy” you gasped as he pushed both your thighs to your chest, keeping them spread to expose your cunt and no pressure on your soft bump.

His cock stroked your cunt, angry red tip leaking as he rubbed against you.

“Your husband dont deserve you. You should be with a man who is feared and respected. Will worship you and the ground you walk…” He purred when his mushroom tip caught your clit

“Who can bring you to the peak of pleasure easily”

Using his weight to hold your legs, he wiped the tears that streaked down your face, before slipping a hand between you.

“Al…N-no! AH!” The cry didnt even fully leave your lips when Alastor slotted his lips on yours as his hips slammed against yours, cock breaching your gummy walls, stretching.

Alastor’s antlers grew when he felt your cunt squeeze around him, he pulled his hips back and pushed back in, groaning into your mouth when your walls gave way to him.

He chuckled against your lips.

Oh you were divine…

No way was he letting you go…

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“Oh that’s my good girl yeeesss I knew you’ll be good for me”

Alastor rasped as he sucked a nipple into his mouth, hips ramming into yours.

You couldnt even acknowledge his praise as he fucked you.

You felt numb.

dirty.

You had broken your wedding vows to your husband.

”You take my cock so well, knew you would. Such a sweet cunt.”

Alastor fucked your pussy like it was his.

Your body covered in love bites, sweat, and cum.

so much cum.

Alastor had emptied rope after rope of creamy cum inside you, filling you up til it pooled under your ass.

“You’ll look so pretty carrying my spawns doll. You take my cum well…fuck! Baby that’s right milk this cock take my cum take it fuck!”

Your back arched and a soft mewl left your lips.

He let out a low hiss as he slotted his hips against yours, cock twitching as your cunt fluttered and clenched around him, releasing another load of cum inside your womb.

Your thighs shook as he thrusted against you softly.

Alastor whispered sweet praises and affections against your skin.

”you take me so well”

”sweet cunt and its all mine”

He pulled out of you with a wet pop and yours flopped, a steady stream of cream dripping from your abused hole.

He licked from your neck to your hair, purring

”that’s my girl”

Your body finally had enough and your vision went dark.

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“Honey you had me so worried! Thanks for bringing her home Alastor” your husband said appreciatively to the red demon, who smiled at the man. Your husband kissed your cheek as you walked through the door, he looked you over “Why dont you head to bed hmmm? You seem tired”

Alastor smiled wickedly “Yes do get your rest dear. Wouldnt want to faint again”

Your husband thanked the Overlord for bringing you home and as you turned to head upstairs, you heard him say to your husband

”Congratulations to you both by the way. Shell make a fine mother” you paused slightly before heading continuing up the stairs. Your husband laughed and thanked him again.

But before the door closed, Alastor watched as your husband ran behind you, you offered him a small smile that didnt meet your lips. As the man pulled you into a kiss, not seeing the tear that ran down your cheek. Your husband tried to palm your ass, but you quickly grabbed his hand.

His eyes followed the two of you going upstairs.

Alastor smirked watching a stream of cum run down your leg.

Yes congratulations indeed.

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Part 2 is linked and posted!

#hazbin hotel #hazbin alastor #alastor #hazbin hotel fanfiction #alastor x reader #jyoongim #alastor the radio demon #alastor x y/n #alastor hazbin hotel #alastor smut #Alastor smut #yandere smut #soft yandere

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ashipiko · 2 months

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If you’re still doing the OC questions thing, may I ask for 6, 12, 18 with Ashi?

THANK YOU LILLYYY 🫶 v happy to see you in my inbox!!!

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6. What is their worst class?

ANYTHING HISTORY RELATED. my girl can’t DO IT she could barely do history in her home world AND NOW IN THIS RANDOM WORLD????? PLEASE. SHE CANNOT. she just doodles in that class NGL 😔 trying her best to rmb but she just can’t………

12. What is your OC’s favorite event(s), what was their role?

you’re BLESSING ME WITH THIS ONE.

ASHI. GHOST MARRIAGE. HER EVENT.

😭😭 this event is just known as MY event w my friends because when it first came out like. in JP I was FREAKING OUT OVER ACE and it’s forev my fave Acey card…. SO OF COURSE ASHI PLAYS A MAJOR PART IN IT!!! FOR THOSE WHO ARE NOT AWARE. ghost marriage w ashi is a slightly altered SLIGHTLY rewritten event where ashi channels her rizz and woos Eliza!!! it’s fun and chaotic AND CONTENT FOR IT CAN BE FOUND HERE AND HERE

THE EVENT IS BASICALLY THE SAME just that after the second group goes in and gets slapped, ashi’s watching and is like “damn fam… yall’s rizz is Hella Bad” and she ends up going to sam’s, buying a suit, taking the ring and making her way to woo eliza herself. AND IT WORKS? BECAUSE ASHI IS JUST REALLY GOOD W WOMEN??? DESPITE BEING STRAIGHT?????? IT’S A CURSE like actually FR. ANYWAY it works and Ashi even puts the ring on her finger but nothin works?? BECAUSE OF ACE. BECAUSE THE TWO OF EM WERE MESSING AROUND W THE FAKE AND REAL RING AND ASHI TOOK THE WRONG ONE BY ACCIDENT. so due to peer pressure and being blamed ace is all “JEEZ FINE ILL SAVE HER” and that’s when the actual groom team goes in!!

IF YOU’RE WONDERING ABOUT IDIA……. nobody cares about him 😔 they all end up going “why did it have to be ashi? couldn’t idia still be there instead?” AND HE’S LIKE “WHY DO YOU GUYS ALL HATE ME……” and it’s really funny 🫶 ashi is scared for her LIFE because she’s terrified of ghosts and also her hopeless romantic is CRYING BECAUSE “I DID NOT WANT TO END UP MARRYING A WOMAN BEFORE I DIED THIS JS NOT ROMANTIC SAVE ME”

ITS A REALLY CHAOTIC EVENT but it also plants the seeds for ashace 🫶 it’s just a fun rewrite for my fave event and I think it’s fun!!! plus afterwards when she hangs out w the first years she talks about her hopeless romanticness and her type….. considered writing a fic for it 🤔

18. What is the hardest thing to adjust to at NRC? The magic? Being away from their family? Ect.

I THINK IT’S A FOOD AND FAMILY SITUATION. ashi whines SOOO much about missing food and even going to scarabia to eat w kalim doesn’t heal the wound…… she just wants some good food from her mom!!!! 😔 she misses her family a lot and gets really homesick. on top of that she also has the worry about what’s happening at home and if anyone misses her and how her family is doing and YADAYDAYADA!!! HAVING TO PROVIDE FOR HERSELF TOO…. she’s too used to being pampered but it was def hardest for her in the beginning having to move into ramshackle and provide for herself at first w/o anyone’s help……..

#SANKYU FOR TYE ASKS LILY they were really fun #twstshi

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madaranuii · 7 months

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fishanon back :3 hope ya didn't miss me too much!! sorry for the ia hehe.

TYSM FOR THE NEW BOT!!!! ur so good at makin bots its like. awesome. i'm in awe everytime u make more cus?!?! woaa?!?! theres so many??? remember to take breaks, eat, drink, etc... don't want ya gettin sick or anything...

hiiro and rinne bot... mmfghfh has me thinkin abt all sorts of things... i don't think i'll ever escape the hornyposting... ovulation demons are tryin to get me. ANYWAYANYWAY i was thinking abt like. damn. imagine livin w both ur older brothers and yknow. ur just tryin to get off but the walls r thin and both of them definitely know what ur getting up too,,, so they have to deal with all those cute noises ur trying to suppress while tryin to stay sane... shakes amagi brothers back and forth.

ooohhmy gofdddd imagine if u have like. a toy too. those r noisy... esp vibrators... the buzzing followed by ur muffled moaning... god that would give both of em enough visuals to please themselves for an entire year... i'd like to think for a bit they'd be embarrassed abt the situation and just get flustered whenever ur nearby and ur like. Man! my brothers r actin weird! little do u know how often they gotta think abt somethin horrible just to not bust one right there and then...

so sorry for ramblin... that bot Awakened things in me. those r possibly ooc too.... its not my brain talkin, i'm just esp needy rn. virgin issues. its also like two am and i'm half awake so this might be incoherent. HAVE A GOOD DAY!!!

HAII FISHANON HEHE :3c!!!!! ALWAYZ VERYYY HAPPY 2 HEAR UR HORNYPOSTINZ!!!!! (⁠≧⁠▽⁠≦⁠)ᰔᰔ

BUT U R SOO WELCOME !!! im so happy u like the new bit hehez (⁠人⁠ ⁠•͈⁠ᴗ⁠•͈⁠) ᰔᰔ hehe funny u say i make so many... :3c I have 68 botz rn, I gotta make 1 more then itz the number !!!!! BUT UAAAA thank uuuz !!!! hehe I'm making sure 2 not overwork myself much!!!! I've stopped doin like bot bundlez now bcz I was like!!!! need 2 make so many in such a short amount of time!!!! HAHA never makin like 10 botz straight after each other again (⁠＠⁠_⁠＠⁠;⁠) but WAAA!! I've been eatin' ++ drinkin well!! hope u have 2!! <3333 smooch smooch!!!!!

+++ OMFG.... u've become a fellow amagicest enjoyer w/ me ++ stella WAAAA WELCOME 2 THE CLUB HEHEZ CANT GET THE THOUGHT OF BEIN FUCKED BY BIG BROTHERZ RINNE + HIIRO OUTTA MY HEAD!!!! RAAAAAAH!!!!

I LUV THAT SO !!!!! FUCKIN MUCH!!!!! like,,, Rinne so fuckin would try 2 b a peepin tom + get an eyeful of u usin a vibe on urself, probably even sneak a picture of 2 here + there 2 like motivate his jerk off sessionz even more (as if he'z not already motivated from the fact u can probably hear his pantin ++ shit ;3c),,, IMAGINE, Hiiro borrowin Rinne'z phone maybe bcz he lost his or somethin!!! + like looks in2 the camera gallery "by accident" + comes across those imagez right in front of Rinne'z eyez (⁠≧⁠▽⁠≦⁠) they'd b tryin 2 act so normal!! probably a bit 2 much that it becomez very evident somethin is up, so that u don't suspect a single thing hehe :3!

I LOVE THAT, W/ THE THINKIN SOMETHIN HORRIBLE SO THEY DONT BUST 1 RIGHT THERE,,, I can imagine at first it would be so fuckin hard 4 them, like the mornin after that happenz, u would all b eating breakfast in silence- u thought it was quite comfortable, then there'z Rinne + Hiiro!! who r!!! trying SOOO hard 2 not cream their pantz just lookin at u, bcz their brains go straight back 2 ur sweet noisez.... ++ there they goooo~ hehe I like 2 think that they accidentally slip up @ least once, especially Hiiro who desperately triez not 2 think abt it, that he does too much, letting out a groan as quiet as he can, as his face turns pale in realisation of what he just did.... WAAAA ! ! !

HAHA I FELT THAT SO HARD.... horny virginz unite SOBZ I NEED !!!! A DICK IN ME!!!! preferably Madara's, Rinne's or HiMERU's!!! LMFAO (⁠ ⁠；⁠∀⁠；⁠) (it'z gettin so bad thou I miss my vibe so fuckin much it's unreal LMFAO I can't wait 4 like 3 hrz time when I'm back 2 it <33) BUT WAAA TYZZ !!!!! HEHE HOPE U HAVE A NICE SLEEP +++ A LOVELY DAY 222 !!! (⁠人⁠ ⁠•͈⁠ᴗ⁠•͈⁠)

#.* 𖦹 fishanon !!#𖥔 : madaranuii.ramblez!!

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munson-the-bloody-handed · 2 years

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Awhh Eds it’s okay, do you think blood bags would work for you or is animal blood more your Style? Also I’m sure if I give you your strawberries and bananas you’d sit right still munchin on ‘em while I take your measurement, you’ll look so cool Eds!!

MANN YOURE MAKIN ME BLUSH!!

Haha! I mean shit you got me there… blood bags could work. But it’s hard to get them with out.. obstacles! I’ve tried :/

Plus cold blood is sooo not the same when it comes right from the.. source haha.. uh.. that sounds. Weird.

No animal blood is not my style because it’s not the right kind of nutrients I need, it will suffice but the real stuff comes from humans. As much as I hate hurting people, especially innocents. I try really damn hard to not feed on anyone who doesn’t consent to me using them like a juice pouch. Mostly bastards that I can grab that no one will miss, criminals and shit like that.. though I still kinda feel bad ya know?

Short answer: Animal blood is more ethical but not sustainable. Blood bags aren’t as fun, but work better than animals do.

Humans are the real treat. And yes I have fed from a few humans before, and I DO have preference for who I drink from.

Hope I’m not talking your ear off 🤪🤘😖

#eddie munson roleplay #ask #eddie stranger things #stranger things 4 #answered asks

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sweetdevillydia · 2 years

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May 5th 2022 Dear Diary

So hm, yesterday I think, Dante finally removed me from the rpg group, and I couldn't be happier, now I won't have to participate in his boring rpg, and I'll have more time to do what's really important, like vocal training, dancing training, acting lessons, literally anything that isn't a rpg that harpyz live in deserts and wear ancient Greece clothing

He also removed himself from one of my friends *** group, which I couldn't care less about, because it's my least favorite group. Even though that *** group is mine, I wanna leave it

He still watches my status, which I think is pretty weird, but I won't block him cause I have nothing to hide.

Btw he's acting like that because we had a fight last monday (5-9), after he didn't go to school for weeks, and I was working alone in a project that we were supposed to do together, he was more fucking around than actually working, veeeery annoying, and so I started giving him shit for that since me asking wasn't working, and then he had the balls to stop working completely, started watching tik tok or some shit, of course, we fought again, because omggg what a annoying guy, then the teachers talked to us and he spend the rest of the class talking to one of them, at recess he had already told everyone how much of a bitch I am or something, idc tho, I never really liked him, he was never worth anything, he's the one who is missing stuff acting like this

We haven't talked since, which feels like a blessing frrr, guy was always sooo annoying and a hypocrite, put his trivial desires over my important stuff, wanted me to make rpg stuff while I was trying to talk to teachers about something important ughhhh

I feel like some of my friends, like Penny, are ignoring me, but idc, I'll still talk to them whenever I damn please, what they gon do? Not answer? Bleh, they still kinda answering, I'll make em talk to me more than they need, guess they're the kind of people that only understands someone's value once they're gone, that's gonna suck for em, cause when I "lose" a friend, I make 10 more, soooo, I won't be the one who is sad :)

Musicals I wanna watch:

Heathers

Newsies

Six

LSoH

DEH

Hadestown

Mean girls

Waitress

Mamma mia

Hairspray

Chicago

Wicked

Les mis

Book of Mormon

Black Friday

The prom

Something rotten

The producers

More to be added, I accept suggestions

Musicals I wanna finish (today hopefully):

Hamilton

Musicals I wanna watch again:

Beetlejuice

#vent #dear diary #5-15

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mcyt-imagines · 3 years

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TommyInnit Confession HCs

This is a combination of an imagine and some headcanons, this is a new way of writing for me so let me know if you enjoyed this format!

- Tommy realising he loves the reader and how he’d confess to them -

Tommy definitely would deny being interested in the reader in the beginning.

It would probably be a natural progression of feelings but tommy just wouldn’t realise it until WAY too late.

Like he just catches himself thinking about them when he’s just doing schoolwork and chores. And then he’s aware of just how much his mind wanders to them. Far too often in his humble opinion.

He lays hints about his crush when talking with Tubbo. He’s real defensive about it though. “You much of a ladies man Tubbo?” Trying to discretely get advice without actually asking for any. And Tubbo being Tubbo means he completely missed all the hints Tommy was dropping. (Not that Tommy’s hints were any good)

His stream for sure notices a change in his behavior, more scatterbrained showing visible signs of stress maybe a little more irritable too. Tubbo definitely notices the changes too and asks him about it.

Tubbo would probably ask tommy on stream or in private something along the lines of. “What’s up Tommy, you’ve been kinda uh, distracted lately…”

Tommy for suuuuuure blushes and stutters out a response that even Tubbo doesn’t buy. (So instead he talks to Tubbo about it off stream, doesn’t mention his crushes name, but he keeps Tubbo in the loop. Tubbo finds the whole thing very funny because of how defensive Tommy gets in response, however he offers his support to Tommy, obviously. “Even though I have no experience with romance Tommy. I’ll do my best to be the best wingman ever!” With a salute to Tommy on his webcam. Tubbo quickly leaves the call saying he needs to do some ‘research’ (he puts the word in quotation marks with a wink)

Tommy would be a stubborn flustered MESS if stream ever figured out that he was crushing on someone.

And of course they find out because Tubbo slips up and mentions Tommy having a crush.

By that point he is absolutely CONSUMED by his thoughts about the reader as the more he tries to not think about them the more he wishes he was with them.

He also would 10000% be ignoring or avoiding his crush for as long as possible because he knows he wouldn’t be able to utter a single word to their face. His usual ‘big man’ façade would be in absolute shambles if he were around the reader during this time.

There would be a lot of internal and external swearing from Tommy when he finally realises and accepts that he likes you though.

However, this acceptance doesn’t make him any less stressed because now he needs to figure out whether he is even going to tell you!

But he knows he can’t keep living like this as he can’t keep avoiding his crush forever. And he knows the next time he sees you he knows his heart is going to literally burst out of his chest. And he won’t be able to stop himself. So, he devises a plan.

He gets a pep talk from Tubbo in which they help brainstorm his confession plan but he finds himself messaging Wilbur one late night after his stream. “Hey, can I get some advice?” Wilbur is shocked. “Tommyinnit asking ME for advice? Never thought I’d see the day.”

Wilbur teases him for a short while surely. But when Tommy finally puts his pride aside and tells Wilbur about his crush he sobers up quick and dishes out some solid advice and support for Tommy. “In exchange for my services I better be meeting this crush of yours Tommy.” “You got it big man.”

After speaking with Wilbur Tommy feels as if he can finally breathe for the first time in weeks since he first started to realise his feelings for the reader.

CONFESSION DAY!

Tommy sends the reader a text in the mid-morning asking if they wanted to hang out sometime later today. Also apologizing for how ‘busy’ he’s been the last few weeks using schoolwork or chores as his excuse.

He’s furiously texting Tubbo the WHOLE time he’s waiting for a reply from them. Tubbo pulls Tommy onto Minecraft to try and take his mind off the situation. Offline of course, Tommy would not be able to handle streaming right now.

Even Wilbur sends him a few messages to check in, jumping on discord to give his ear for Tommy to chew off. Which he most definitely does.

Eventually his phone dings and Tommy DIVES for it. “THEY SAID YES!” Both Wilbur and Tubbo groan from Tommy’s mic peaking with his screech.

Tommy waits for a few minutes before replying per Tubbo’s request. “I read it online! You don’t want to seem too into them.” He proclaims with false authority as Wilbur chuckles in the background of the call.

The rest of the afternoon blurs for Tommy as he stays on call with Wilbur and Tubbo as they do their best to distract his overactive mind.

However, as the clock ticks on he knows he needs to start getting ready or he’s going to be late.

Wilbur demands that he choose Tommy’s outfit. So for the next half hour Tommy proceeds to perform a free fashion show for the two, only for Phil to join for a short while to give his two cents before going back to his stream.

Eventually Wilbur settles on what he dubbed “-a classic Tommyinnit look-” one of his favourite red shirts paired with one of his nicer black jackets and the dark charcoal pants his mum had made him get a few months ago for a wedding. They are very uncomfortable.

Tommy heaves a sigh as he thanks Wilbur and Tubbo for sticking around with him today. They both send him away, “Good luck Tommy!” “Go get ‘em big man.”

Tommy had agreed to meet the reader at the park, he thought dinner would have been a bit much. Wilbur and Tubbo both agreed on that front. This park was right near the water, so it had a great view of the sunset. He was still pretty chuffed about that fact, his chat was sooo wrong, he could be romantic if he wanted to after all.

Of course, he was a little late. He repeatedly told his mum to speed. She refused of course. His mother of course had noticed exactly what this ‘hang out’ was and had quizzed him about his crush the night prior.

“Don’t leave the car mum.” Tommy was quick to warn her, he did not want her to be anywhere near them. She didn’t need any more dirt on him to embarrass him with. She could end his whole streaming career in an instant if she wanted. A truly terrifying thought.

Tommy was quick to move near the waterfront puffing slightly, nose a tinge pink with the oncoming chilly wind from the lake. “Hey Tommy.” Tommy would freeze instantly before quickly turning with a forced smile, a little too big for his face. “Hey!”

His crush would lead Tommy over to the nearby bench they had been sitting on before he arrived. And they would definitely sit closer to Tommy than he would have wanted.

Tommy would be so obvious. Stuttering over his words, a LOT of frantic hand movements whenever he’s speaking to them.

Mid-conversation his crush starts to laugh. “Tommy I think I’ve figure out why you have been ‘busy’ recently.” Tommy stills immediately, sweat dripping off of him in POOLS. “H-Huh!?” He makes a noise in the back of his throat that he has NEVER made before.

This seems to only make his crush laugh more, they turn fully to him and take one of his clammy hands. He quickly goes to yank it from their grip knowing how sweaty it is. But their grip is strong, and surprisingly calm in contrast to his shaking hands. He gulps simply staring at the spot where their hands are touching. “Tommy.” His gaze snaps up to their smiling face hiding slight worry. “Breathe.” And he finally does. His tense shoulders drop, and their hand leaves his. And suddenly he’s laughing harder than he ever has before realizing how ridiculous he’s being right now. And when he looks over, so is his crush.

The conversation from that point on flows naturally as the two finally begin to catch up after not seeing each other for a few weeks.

Tommy finally realises how comfortable they make him feel. He simply stares at them as they speak. Awed that it took him this damn long to figure out he liked them.

His crush stops talking, noticing him staring. He jumps out of his thoughts, “Hey Tommy, take a picture it’ll last longer.” And suddenly he’s sweating all over again as they laugh.

His crush is having the time of their life watching ‘big man’ Tommy squirm beside them. Trying his best to scrounge up the courage to say something, anything to them.

They open their mouth to speak when suddenly Tommy yells, “I LIKE YOU!”

Tommy isn’t even looking at them, he has his eyes squeezed shut and he thrusts his arm outwards holding something which promptly shoves into his crush’s chest. Effectively winding them.

They wheeze in response, “Me too. Don’t know why though goD!” They push out through gasps of air, pressing a hand to their chest. Pain beginning to subside as Tommy realises he literally just punched his crush.

His jaw drops and his silence continues as they take what was in his hands. A small book.

A scrapbook.

His crush’s face softens as they flip through the photos, memories flooding back to them of days long gone by.

Tommy stayed up all night yesterday just to finish the final details on the scrapbook, it isn’t the most aesthetically pleasing thing. (Even he knows that) But he put his heart and soul into it.

“Very sweet of you Tommy. But I didn’t bring anything for you…” They end up mumbling in response. Tommy only grins. “So you like it?” They scoff and finally pull Tommy in for a hug. He stills for a moment, then melts into their hold.

Tommy mumbles his apology for literally punching them into his crush’s hair. They giggle into his chest in response, letting him know that it’s fine, they’re okay. Tommy mumbles something incoherent into their hair and presses a cautionary kiss to the top of their head.

“AWWWWW!” A loud noise comes from behind their bench. Tommy and his crush dive apart only to see Tommy’s mum hidden behind a nearby tree.

“MUUUUUUUUUM!” Tommy screeches as his crush cackles out a laugh.

Tommy’s mum ends up driving his crush home as well, they sit in the back seat of the car holding hands.

“This didn’t go at all how I’d planned…” Tommy complains with a deep pout. “Oh really? Your plan didn’t involve punching me? Huh?” Their crush sniggers at him.

“Oh! His real plan-“ His mother starts and in order to cut her off Tommy just starts yelling at the top of his lungs “Nononono!!”. Causing his crush to burst into laughter as the two try to increase their volumes to drown out the other.

His crush shakes their head with a grin and wonders what the hell they’ve just gotten themselves into.

#tommyinnit #tommy x reader #mcyt headcanons #mcyt imagines #mcyt x reader #tommy mcyt

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zukump3 · 3 years

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fixated ✰ s. aizawa

aizawa takes interest after you, but he doesn’t really know how to go about it.

genre: fluff, some smut in the second part! fem!reader

warnings: two parter!! aizawa has a CRUSHHHH, he pins after you heavily, counselor!reader. zawa used to have a thing with ms joke, black!reader

a/n: this idea was super cute so i had to write it. i hope you guys like it!!

requested: yes!!

part 2 (coming soon)

Aizawa has never been one for dating. Honestly, he couldn’t even remember the last time he had a relationship.

Back in high school, when he sat in the very desks his students sat in, he was often teased at by Mic about getting a partner. The hero tried to set him up on dates, give random people his number and all types of other methods, but Aizawa was just never interested. No one really caught his attention that way... until Fukukado came along.

She was everything he despised. She was loud, she talked too much, and she never took anything serious. But somehow she made her way into his cold heart and he indulged in her.

He enjoyed his time with her. Underneath all that goofiness she was a sweet woman who cared deeply for her job and her students. Aizawa felt emotions he had never felt with her, and was a bit peeved when they split. However, they remained friends. Since then, he hasn’t bothered dating with anyone.

“Have you seen the new counselor?!” Aizawa opened one eye to see Kaminari and Sero gushing as they entered the class. “She’s sooo hot. And she’s foreign!”

“Doesn’t she speak English and Japanese fluently though? She’s smart and attractive, jeez.” Sero huffed, and Aizawa furrowed his brow, zipping down his zipper on his yellow sleeping bag.

“Who are you talking about?”

“Miss L/N!” They both yelled, making Aizawa blink. “She’s our new counselor. She said parents were complaining that the students mental health wasn’t being cared about enough, so U.A hired her. She’s from America too.”

“America.” Aizawa groaned. He already had an image in his own eyes—a stereotypically one, but oh well. You probably had blonde hair and blue eyes. There was probably nothing special about you at all. His students weren’t as used to foreigners, so of course they would find you attractive.

Throughout the entire day he kept hearing his students chatter about you. About how kind you were, how pretty your voice sounded, how you looked so unique. He was getting peeved—why was everyone so hung up on you?

He carried the thought with him until the end of the day, when he headed down the hall to what seemed to be your room, just as you were leaving.

And—wow. He really understood why everyone was talking about you.

You weren’t blonde haired, blue eyed at all. Your hair was in a fluffy afro, like Mina’s but kinkier. You had the most supple brown skin and dark eyes that lit up when they caught his. His eyes widened a bit at just how radiating you seemed, your multi colored lips raising into a smile.

“Good afternoon, Mr. Aizawa! I’m L/N,” you spoke, your hand pushing out to shake his. He shook your hand silently, noting at how warm your palm was against his cold one. “I’ve heard a lot about you from your students!”

“You’ve met them?” he asked, voice deep with shock.

“Ahh, well, they kind of pranked me earlier,” you said sheepishly. “They came banging on my door and said there was a fire, and that I needed to leave as soon as I could. But then they said they were just joking when I was about to jump out my window,” you laughed, shaking your head. “They’re pretty goofy huh?”

Aizawa couldn’t help but note at how good your Japanese was. He knew English and Japanese were two different languages—you must’ve been pretty smart and hardworking to learn it.

“Well, I have to go do paperwork at my apartment-hopefully I’ll see you tomorrow, yeah?” you smiled once again. Aizawa only nodded and then you were off, with his eyes burning into your back.

His fists clenched. You were much more attractive than he originally imagined. But he wasn’t going to indulge—he knew that would only end badly.

Right?

The next day, Aizawa heard the same chatter about you. And the next. And the next. He didn’t see you again until about a week later, when he saw you chatting with Midnight and Mic in the lunch line. He cringed—the two were notorious for gossiping and he really hoped they weren’t telling you anything stupid.

“And then I—aye yo, Zawa! Good afternoon! Have you met L/N?!” Mic screamed, and Aizawa’s eyes went to meet yours ago. Your hair was styled differently to the point where he could see your eyes better, and it framed your face so nicely. You waved at him and he smiled sheepishly.

“We were just talking about our high school days~” Midnight’s voice rang out. “American high school is reaaaally different from Japanese high school, according to L/N.”

“The students here are really well behaved, especially in Aizawa’s class,” you smiled at him. “You’re doing a damn good job with them. They’re some of the most charming students I’ve seen! The ones in American high school can be really rude and nasty... I haven’t experienced any of that here. It’s nice.”

Aizawa breathed shakily. Thank god his students weren’t embarrassing him.

“L/N here’s got a degree in psychology and all that mental stuff!” Mic yelled once again as you all moved down the lunch line. “She understands da brain! We really needed someone like her here, with all the breakdowns our students have!”

Aizawa huffed. Teachers, too.

“I’m here for everyone,” you spoke. “Students, teachers, even the Recovery Girl if she’s got a lot on her mind. I’m just here to help everybody as much as I can.”

“Aizawa needs some of that help fo sure!” Mic yelled, smiling so hard all of his long, white teeth showed. “Motherheffa never talks to anyone about his feelings, keeps em balled up! That’s not healthy!”

Aizawa’s ears turned red. “No, I don’t need-“

“I’ll help ya!” you offered, moving so your body was right next to his. He couldn’t help but inhale your scent—it was strong and sweet, something he’d never smelled before. “Don’t worry—whatever we discuss in my room stays in my room. It’s something I pledged to do when I became a therapist.”

Aizawa laughed nervously, shaking his head. “I really don’t-“

“It’s okay if you don’t wanna have a session immediately, no worries,” you shrugged. “But I’m here whenever you need me. I have more work to do later, but I’ll see you guys later!”

And then you were off, with Aizawa’s eyes still on your back.

“You’re staring pretty hard Aizawa,” Midnight raised perfectly done eyebrows. “She’s pretty—I would stare too.”

“Be quiet.” He spluttered, his ears still red as he made his way back to his classroom to eat.

Another week had passed of Aizawa admiring you from afar. You always came into work with a smile on your face, greeting students with handshakes and hugs—the hugs threw him off a bit, but Kaminari told him it was an “American thing.” He didn’t know how much he would daydream about it until he started to long for hugs from you, thinking of how your arms would wrap around his middle before class.

He wasn’t obsessed with you, no, but rather infatuated. You were intelligent and easy to approach, and your appearance matched your personality. He was attracted to you but due to him not having a relationship in years and also not having the best social skills, he had no idea how to approach you. He didn’t even know much about you. His students knew you more than he did and you were his age! It made no sense.

Time after time during the third week of you being here he tried to talk to you. During lunch, when Midnight and Mic would force you all to sit together, he would want to open his mouth but he couldn’t. He’d come by your room to start conversations after school but the most he’d say was “have a good evening, L/N.” and leave you alone. He even found your social media and took a quick look through your pictures—leaving your page when he saw you in a bikini, his cheeks red.

By the time the fourth week came around, his students and his work buddies were noticing his changes in behavior. He was getting distracted much more than before and whenever someone would mention your name he’d go scarily silent and look deep in thought. It wasn’t until Mina chatted with the rest of the Bakusquad that his students actually began to do something about it.

“Miss L/N!” you heard Jirou’s voice rang out from your doorway, with some other students from Class 1-A coming in behind you. “Good evening~”

“Good evening Jirou! Hey everyone,” you smiled warmly at the students that were entering your classroom, confused as how many of them were coming in. “What’s up...?”

You had formed a pretty close relationship with the class of 1-A during your short time here. You had sessions with most of them and got to know their personalities and feelings pretty well—even Bakugo, who was closed up and rude at first, but eventually shed a few tears in your room.

“Mr. Aizawa said he needed your help with planning lessons today—he said he’s asked everyone else and they’re all busy,” Mina told you, and your brows furrowed in confusion. Aizawa needs help from... you? That was odd. “He needs you to come by as soon as possible!”

“Oh! Well, alright,” you laughed sheepishly, rubbing the back of your neck as you stood up and grabbed your phone. “Thanks for telling me—you all get to your dorms and don’t cause too much noise okay?”

You heard rings of “yes, miss l/n’s” as everyone left your room and you locked it behind you. You started to make your way to Aizawa’s classroom, your palms a little sweaty against your notebook. You hadn’t talked to Aizawa in a while and it was weird that he had requested your help, but you didn’t mind getting closer to him. Truthfully, he had been on your mind a lot the past few days—you found him pretty attractive despite his quiet demeanor. Although, you were a new teacher, and didn’t want to be involved with anyone too early in your school year.

Aizawa jumps a bit when he hears sudden loud knocks on your door, and sees your face come into view. “Good evening, Aizawa. You needed my help?”

“Huh?” Aizawa asked, his face twisted in confusion.

“Jirou and Mina came by and said you needed my help with lesson planning—I’m not the best with planning stuff to teach but I don’t mind offering my assistance,” you offered him your normal, gentle smile. “So where do we start?”

Mina and Jirou? Ugh. Of course they would tell you that.

“Um-um-well,” he stuttered, his face already starting to heat up. “I just need a new quirk training game... yeah. That’s why I need help with.” Fuck. He hoped that sounded believable.

“Okay!” you nodded, suddenly taking a seat that was in the corner of the room and sitting right. Next. To. Him. He had to clench his fists to keep his cool, not used to such an attractive woman being so close to him at all. “Where should we start?”

He spent two hours with you discussing new games to play with his students that would also train their quirks, and those were some of the best two hours of his life.

He so enjoyed the time he spent with you. You were so easygoing and natural to talk to—he didn’t feel awkward or nervous talking to you which is what he feared he would feel in the first place. He cracked more smiles with you in the span of two hours than he did the whole week.

“You can’t just make them play dodgeball with their quirks! They’ll get hurt!”

“We have a Recovery Girl for a reason.” Aizawa rolled his eyes, smirking at the glare he got from you.

“Still! You know some of them—Bakugo—are going to take out their anger on other students,” you huffed.

“But it’ll be fun to watch?”

You were quiet for a moment, but inevitably started smirking along with him. “...you’re right. It will be.”

Together, the both of you planned for Class 1-A dodgeball, with you and Aizawa as the referees. You two even planned to go by the outfits together—and now he was out at a sporting store with you, looking for a fucking black and white striped shirt. He couldn’t believe this.

“I’ve never worn one of these before—you think I’ll look cute in it?” you asked him, raising your eyebrows repeatedly and he couldn’t help but chuckle gently at your antics. “I’m serious!”

“I’m sure you will F/N,” he told you, not even noticing his slip up until a few moments later. “I—I meant-“

“So we’re on second base huhhhh? Don’t worry, I’ve accidentally called you Shota a few times to Mic and Midnight. I’m not used to calling people by their last names, we don’t do that in America.”

“You talk about me?” Aizawa couldn’t help but feel a little proud of the fact.

“What?! Of course not, no.” you quickly shook your head, and he grinned at the flustered look on your face. “The only thing I tell them about is how you need more sleep. Your brain doesn’t function correctly on a small amount of sleep.”

“My brain doesn’t function correctly at all.”

“Wrong. You’re pretty smart, Aizawa. Pretty understanding too,” you hummed, you two walking through the aisles so you could get whistles. “Your students are always telling me how much you care about them, even though you don’t show it. They really appreciate you you know?”

He was expressionless, but his heart did warm a little bit at your words. “I know.”

You two bought the items and soon enough you were back at the school. You got out of his car, sending him a wave and a quick goodbye before heading to your own car, and Aizawa let out the longest sigh of his life.

“Shit.”

#bnha x poc!reader #bnha x reader #mha x reader #mha fluff #bnha #bnha fluff #mha fic #bnha fic #aizawa #shoto aizawa #shota aizawa #aizawa x black!reader #aizawa x reader #aizawa fic #aizawa fanfiction #bnha fanfiction #mha fanfiction #aizawa fluff

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lizandbo · 3 years

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asahi + suga x chubby reader

Warnins: cursing

I feel like this one could be a tad bit better but its very late sooo...

And this is a request btw

I’m sorry if asahi is really fucking long but the suga one is shorter than asahi, it just ended up like that way

This is not proof read whatso ever

Asahi

- You were walking around though the hallways waiting for asahi to be done with practice

- you saw a group of girls, then looked at your self. And looked back at them again

- you thought are fucking sticks compared to you, you felt ashamed to even be near them

- you went outside, to breath some fresh air for once in a lifetime

- you saw aNoThEr group of girls chit-chatting about something, this point you just wanted to him to be done and cuddle in bed together

- but it didn’t end in like 30 mins

- ya decided to sit on the bench waiting, collecting your thoughts about random things.... but those girls tho, you ddint look anything near the ‘perfect size’ like they were

- bumped your head repeatedly on the wooden bench, waiting for this monstrosity to be over with

- but how could you? They’re fucking E V E R Y W H E R E

- when your head was down and you were looking at your thighs. You stared at em. Until you felt a giant warm hand hovering your back

- “ is everything alright?”

- you looked either dead...or..dead

- “ yeah, lets just go home”

- asahi intertwined his fingers to your chubby ones

- “do you wanna eat take-out for tonight? And maybe watch some simpsons?”

- you were already having a bad day, being kinda jealous of the skinny girls, negative mood day

- “but all we do is, lay around and eat and watch the simpsons”

- “oh, ok...we can do something else”

- “ i just...I’m..i-”

- why is it so hard to fucking speak when your sad?

- “ i just wanna go in a corner and hide”

- honestly you blurted out whatever was on your mind because you cant speak even if the life depended on you, you wanted him to understand that you were sad but its hard to tell it straight out

- “baby, did someone do anything?”

- “mmnnm nooo...”

- “i just feel like I’m never good enoug and never look good, everybody is so damn perfect...why cant i just be like them? You’re probably embarrassed just to walk around with me”

- he died on the fucking spot, how could you say such horrible things bout you....your perfecto! (My Italian is kicking in)

- “ y/n, you are unique. As much as i love you your never gonna be like them..because you cant. And that what i like about it. And so what if your a lil extra here and there...there’s more areas to love!”

- you curled up against his chest and starting crying because of that beautiful speech he gave out

- he snaked his arms around your torso and laid his head on top of yours “how can i ever be embarrassed just by you?”

- “i really dont know, i love you as much as you love me”

- “but i love you way more”

- “nah, i think i do”

- “ mmm, do you love me?”(you)

- “yes? Of course why wouldn’t i? What’s not to like?”

- “ do you love me a lil?”

- “nope”

- “well, how much do you love me?”

- “ more than i could explain”

Suga

- Sugawara and you were baking the old classic chocolate chip cookies

- you were having a bad day, becuase bitch someone told you at school that you looked nothing as good from all the other girls

- while suga was talking about his practice that day, you placed out the coco cookies across the pan..but at the same time that one sentence repeated in your head like a broken record

- you suddenly stop like time had stopped and totally lost control of your movements

- “suga..”

- “yes baby?”

- “can I tell yo something when the cookies are bakin?”

- “ okie dokie then”

- you quickly placed the cookies and chucked them in the oven

- suga just watched the entire scene “you Kay?”

- “ some bitch just kinda made me sad but I’m fine..”

- “hey, do wanna lay down in the bed and talk about it?”

- “yeah, and cuddle?”

- “anddd cuddles as well y/n” “we can’t forget bout the cuddles”

-suga followed you into the bedroom from the living room that connected to the Kitchen where you baked the cookies

- before meeting the bed, suga placed his arms on your waist, making it a back-hug (help me i dont know what they’re even called its like 3 am help)

- he placed his head on your shoulder and nuzzled into Your neck “ y/n, i love you”

- “ I love you too, c’mon I’m cold lets go under the Blaknies together”

- godamn he was tryna have a moment

- you two swan dived into the sheets, like the grim fucking reaper was behind you guys

- “sooo what happend today sweetheart?”

- “ this guy told me that I’m not ever gonna be like the othe girls...i mean he’s right but, i just wished that i could be skinnier than i am rn”

- “babe, you dont have to be like all the other girls... they dont matter the only person that does, is you. I wouldn’t ever trade anything in the world for you. And also if you wished that you were skinnier than now. I would miss you being all so soft and plushy when i would cuddle with you”

- while saying so he rubbed your belly for comfort, like a mf dog

- you giggled to no end,only being stopped with a soft kiss ont he nose

- “t-thank you” you giggled even more when he smiled

- “I’m always here, wait- what”

- “SHIT”

- you two totally forgot bout the cookies in the oven

- for that night you guys ate the crisp chocolate cookies, and watched finding dory, and slept on each other with teh plate with crumbles on the side

#haikyuu x reader #haikyuu #sugawara x reader #sugawara x chubby reader #asahi x chubby reader #asahi #sugawara #asahi x reader #asahi x you #sugawara x you #suga X reader #help i neeeedddd sleeeeeeepppp #haikyuu headcanons #asahi headcanons #sugawara headcanons

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