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#my guys probably will peck at it at first. but everyone will learn to get along over time
korlkorl · 13 days
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jack howl likes a routine, you decided to add some spice to it 💥
+ my boy jack does not get enough love im tweaking so bad i had to write my own
jack howl, first year of savanclaw dorm, wakes up at 5am every morning, sharp. he works out, goes down for breakfast and heads to class energized and ready to learn. afterschool, he’d run a few laps around the track before going back and doing his homework. before bed, he’d do at-home cardio and organize his things before resting early. leona pats him on the back for sleeping early. he thinks jack is the finest of all savanaclaw men; everyone else is too rowdy. leona likes his sleep.
you’ve been interested in jack for a while. but as someone who isn’t as strict about routine as he is, you find it difficult to catch up on his schedule. so you’ve been seeing him less. although you had your suspicions that jack might feel the same, you started to doubt yourself now. he wasn’t looking for you, no, and was sticking to his routine like every other day.
the only thing that remained the same between you two is that everyday, afterschool, without fail, you’d come and sit on the bleachers and watch jack run some laps. you’d feel the warm breeze across your face, or shiver under the cold weather. how does he survive being in shorts all the time?!
it wasn’t like you and jack were talking at all. just a little bit before and after. you didn’t really consider it a way to get closer to him, although seeing his muscles flex under the constant sunlight wasn’t a downside either.
the way he feels towards you, it was confusing. at a point, you thought it was completely one-sided. at another point, you thought it was mutual. now you weren’t so sure anymore.
you thought the way his ear flick sporadically or the way his tail wagged might be a sign. however, you concluded, his tail wags all the time. no matter how stoic he seems, his tail always lightly swayed left and right. he was often in a good mood.
but you do think that you and him are close enough friends to give eachother a hug. or something like that. so you decided to use your friendship status with him as an advantage to test the waters.
once again, on a quiet monday after school, you watched jack run.
you usually liked to count how many laps he runs in a day. for a guy who likes routine, the number of times he runs around the field are at random intervals.
as he came close to you to reach for his water bottle, you smile and look up at him. “you ran a little more than usual this time.”
“oh did I?” jack asked, wiping his forehead. “I don’t count.”
“well I do.” you replied, standing up slowly beside him. you fingers intertwined against each other behind your back and your head tilted just enough for jack to give you a curious glance
“good job on today, jack!” you try to say in your most innocent, ‘I don’t know what I did wrong’ voice as you kissed him on the cheek.
you clearly saw him perk up. his tail wagged, way faster than normal. success. you thought.
so he is interested in you!
“uh- thanks.” jack said sheepishly, rubbing the spot you kissed.
for the rest of the week, you gave him a kiss on the cheek as a reward. he’d blush furiously and try to act nonchalant. if you weren’t interested in him, you thought, he’d have no chance with you from the terrible attempts of acting like he doesn’t care.
by afternoon, he was already accustomed to it and prepared himself for a kiss on the cheek, which you did with no problem.
he still wasn’t saying anything outwardly (although it was obvious he liked you back) so you wanted to tease him more! it’s important that he opens up on his own accord anyway.
so by next week on wednesday, you sat there as jack grabbed his water bottle and tensed up. he’s probably expecting a peck on his cheek like usual, except it never comes. he turns to look at you as you looked back with your best ‘?’ face.
“aren’t you gonna…” his tail that usually swooped side to side froze on the spot. his ears twitched.
“gonna what?” you smile him.
“the uhm…” he scratches his head. “nevermind.”
you chuckled and stand up. he’s taller than you, so you have to stand on your toes and hold onto his arm to reach his cheek, but you give it a mwa anyway. jack perks up again.
“if you wanted one you could’ve just said so.”
jack looked to the side, embarrassed. “I thought it was… like a routine… or whatever… so… I didn’t think I’d need to ask.”
“I mean, I could kiss you whenever if you could just ask me out already.”
“h-hah?!”
the end ♡
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teyums · 1 year
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Hiya! Could u please write a fic for aonung about how he would react to oblivious female reader being too close to a guy? She probably wouldn't have noticed it because she's showing him how to weave baskets or something and aonung is just standing from afar like 😡. Can u end it with some fluff and the rest is upto u. Love ur writing btw have a good day/night
“I’m coming with you.” - Ao’nung x fem metkayina reader
a/n: Of course I can! Your wish is my command, anon. 🤭 thank you for your kind words, I hope this meets your expectations! 🤍
contains: fluff, slightly spicy towards the end, aged up ao’nung x reader
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“Ao’nung, I have to go!” This man was impossible, every time you pulled his hands away they reattached right back to your waist like putty. “I’m serious! I cannot be late for their first day.” You said, finally tearing away from his grasp.
“Oh come on, you don’t have to.” He sighed, crossing his arms in annoyance. “I’m sure they can teach themselves just fine, what do they need my girlfriend for?”
“Yes, I do.” You stood on your toes to quickly peck his cheek, gathering your materials as he watched you with an unsatisfied look on his face. “I promised your mother I would help teach the newcomers how to weave their hammocks, I won’t be long.” You loved helping people learn and your goal for the future was to be a teacher to the children of the clan- so you immediately agreed when your Tsahik asked you to take on the responsibility of helping the Sully kids learn some basic skills.
The three oldest sully siblings were hilarious and honestly a breath of fresh air to be around. You knew everyone in your clan very well, so finally getting to see some new faces was more than exciting.
You sat around in a circle, thoroughly explaining the basics of weaving and demonstrating in front of them while they eyed your hands closely. Kiri caught on almost instantly, explaining that she had previously watched Neytiri do it so many times that it came back to her rather quickly. The younger boy, however, was the exact opposite.
Lo’ak huffed frustratedly and threw his knotted ball of hemp down onto the sand, successfully catching your attention. The task seemed to prove difficult for him, his elbow resting on his knee and his chin now in the palm of his hand while he sulked. “Why do we need to learn this again?”
You grinned at his childlike display of anger and tried not to laugh, sitting down next to him and picking up his failed attempt. “It is a good skill to have. Don’t you want to be able to do these things on your own one day?”
“Relax, baby bro. Not everyone is going to get it on their first try.” Neteyam chimed in, proudly holding up his hammock that was already a third of the way finished. For his first attempt, it was nearly perfect. You couldn’t believe how easily Neteyam excelled in any task given to him.
You smile grew wider, excitedly clapping your hands together in approval. “Wow, good job! You are a fast learner.” He blushed at your praise and nervously scratched his head, refocusing his attention on his weaving.
It seemed your praise of his older brother only aggravated Lo’ak more. He suddenly rose to his feet and brushed the sand off the back of his legs, preparing to leave. “This is stupid, I’m outta here.” He grumbled.
You tore your attention from the eldest son and looked up, grabbing hold of Lo’ak’s wrist before he could take a step forward. “Lo’ak, be patient. Everyone learns at their own pace. Sit down, I will help you.” You offered, showing him grace as you knew adjusting to their new home was frustrating him more than the actual lesson.
His shoulders relaxed slightly at your touch. He looked back and forth between you and your hand, nodding and sitting back down next to you in the sand after a brief moment of contemplation.
After unraveling the hemp, you placed it in his lap and took his hands into yours. “I’ll show you how to do it, okay? Loosen your hands.” You instructed, waiting until he followed your directions to continue. “So you go over and through, then under-” you started, helping Lo’ak move his hands the correct way and celebrating when he picked up on the rest and began to remember your lesson. “See! You’ve got it.”
The appearance of these unfamiliar looking na’vi were very different. Their skin was much darker than the metkayina people- hence why you did not notice his cheeks starting to blush. “You’re just a good teacher.” He smiled.
Kiri stifled a laugh and shared a look with Neteyam, the both of them knowing that Lo’ak knew what to do all along, he just wanted you to pay more attention to him than the others.
Ao’nung stood smugly outside your shared Mauri, his muscular arms folded over his chest in distaste as he watched the sight in front of him from a distance. He leaned against the hut, his eyes narrowing as your slender hands made their way onto Lo’ak’s. Why the hell were you touching him and why was he enjoying it? He saw the way that boy looked at you, how both of them looked at you. How could you be so oblivious to the fact that they liked you? His lips turned up into a scowl just thinking about it. You were his only and he wanted you all to himself.
~~ later that evening ~~
“I’ll see you guys tomorrow, okay? Same time, don’t forget!” You waved goodbye to the three of them, wrapping up your lesson for the day and making your way back to your home. A dim, warm light peeked out through the doorway of your Mauri and you smiled at the thought of Ao’nung waiting up for you. You pushed through the curtains and tilted your head in curiosity when you saw your mate laying flat on his back in your hammock, staring straight up at the ceiling with his hands folded over his stomach.
It was probably nothing, you knew how he would get when he was in his moods sometimes so you brushed it off and made your way over to him. “I’m back, my love,” you leaned forward, expecting a kiss and not the immediate shrug off you received. “Ao’nung? What is wrong?” Your eyebrows furrowed with worry.
“I don’t know. Maybe your new boyfriends will be able to tell you.” He spat, crossing his arms and avoiding your gaze.
He could not be serious right now. The man who was always overly confident and extremely cocky, was seriously jealous?
“You’re being a child.” You sighed and shook your head, you hated when he got like this. How many times did you have to tell him he was the only one who held room in your heart?
He scoffed and sat up as if he couldn’t believe what you were saying. “Me? I’m being a child?” He asked, shaking his head with a laugh of disbelief once he realized you were serious. “Did you not see the way they looked at you?” His voice raised slightly, but you paid it no mind, knowing it wasn’t at you but out of frustration like usual.
You brought your hands up and massaged your temples in attempt to soothe your oncoming headache, placing your hands on his shoulders and looking into his eyes. “No, Ao’nung. I didn’t notice how they looked at me, because I do not care. You know I only want you, you are all I’ve ever wanted. Nobody will change that.” You reassured, the look in his eyes gradually softening.
“You promise?” His voice was quiet when he finally spoke, his hands smoothing up your legs and resting on your waist.
“I swear it.” Your smile grew watching his anger melt away at your words.
“Good.”
You squealed when he yanked you into his lap, giggling and sliding your arms over his shoulders. “You were actually jealous?” You smirked, threading your fingers through his loose hair and looking down at him while he hid his face in your shoulder. He gently pressed his lips against your skin, the pads of his thumbs caressing the dips in your hips as he tried to ignore you. “Ao’nung~” You teased in a sing-song voice.
“Shut up.” He grumbled, nuzzling his head into the crook of your neck and wrapping his arms around your waist.
You laughed at his embarrassment, cupping his face with your hands to lift it up so your eyes would meet. His gaze traveled from your blue eyes to your supple lips, licking his own at the mere sight of you. He leaned in and you quickly pulled your head back, using your hands to shove him down onto the hammock that held the two of you. You hovered over him, your voice suddenly serious as he stared at you in shock. “I promise you, if you ever,” you jabbed a finger into his chest as you continued, “dodge one of my kisses like that again, I will dump you faster than I can swim. Eywa as my witness.” You warned, his eyes widening at the threat. After all, you were the best female swimmer of your clan. “And wipe that stupid look off your face.”
“Yes ma’am.” He purred, reaching up to grab you by the back of your neck and pull you down against his chest. He crashed his lips into yours, successfully getting a whimper out of you when he playfully tugged at your bottom lip with his teeth.
He released it, tightly gripping a handful of your hair and making you gasp as he whispered in your ear. “And tomorrow, I’m coming with you.”
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mvltisstuff · 9 months
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plz do some conrad head cannons i loved ur cam ones🙏🙏🙏
hc’s for conrad!!
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babe
anyway
i feel like conrad would be a little tough to crack open at first, like he’d open up slowly but surely
once he does, he adores when people genuinely listen to him and help him process
when he feels comfortable, if he has a panic attack, he knows he can go to you for comfort and he doesn’t have to be afraid
if you’re anxious, he’s def the type of guy to hold you until you calm down, and then talk about it if you still want to
before susannah’s death, she always noticed his smile get bigger when he was with you and it always reappeared after her death
i feel like bro def would get a good therapist (someone get him one ‼️)
he pretends to hate the nickname connie but secretly loves it whenever you say it
gets turned on by the most random things, even if they’re little
i know him and jere have their little moments but i feel like he’d genuinely do anything for his little brother
keep in mind i haven’t read the books so i’m not fully sure what happens 😭 i know some major plot points but no details really
if you get insecure, he always slyly shoots out little compliments and makes sure other people say you look amazing (you do)
he’s usually civil, but the second someone says something to you, it’s game over
FUCKS UP mario kart wii and had to finish jeremiah’s laps for him when they were younger
wants to call people his best friend, but isn’t sure if he’s theirs (same)
i think once he learns how to properly communicate (no hate), he would have a really good relationship with you
if you argue about something, he stays up all night thinking about it in fear of losing you. even if he thinks he’s right, he’ll try and make it up to you
bro i know the fishers grew up drinking milk with dinner every. single. night.
i feel like he would be cold a lot (idk why) but he always curls up more to you if he does
definitely active on twitter and always retweets the weird, funny tweets (or x i guess, kiss my ass elon!)
whenever he’s soaking wet, it’s a must that he runs up to you and shakes his hair and pecks your cheek (cannon???)
bro has a blankie idc (this is me projecting)
this is so mean but he 100% scared susannah whenever she walked into a room (probably before being diagnosed again 💀)
has a private story that he NEVER uses unless it’s to post embarrassing pics of everyone else
made his snap username something so humiliating and shut down whenever someone mentioned it
cried tears of joy when the update came out where you could change it
i tried to add a few silly ones in there, but i hope you enjoy these <3
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italiansteebie · 1 year
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They’re sitting in Steve’s living room, squatting as Steve calls it. “What’s your song?” Steve’s eyes flicked over to meet Eddie’s. “C’mon, Steve. We’ve got everyone else’s. What's yours?” They’d been compiling a mixtape of all their Vecna songs. Y’know, the ones that would hopefully save them from a horrific death.  
Steve shrugged, “We’ve got all the important ones.” Deflecting, it’s what he does best. Robin snorts from the other side of the coffee table. “He’s probably embarrassed because it’s like… ABBA or something.”
“Hey! ABBA is iconic! You wouldn't know.” He defended, causing Eddie to let out a boisterous laugh. They moved on, getting the kids' songs burned on there, forgetting about Steve’s missing, unknown song. 
It wasn’t brought up again until later that night. Eddie and Robin were the only ones who remained. Besides Steve, of course, who lives there. They were curled up on the couch, an old movie playing on the TV, audio softly in the background. They’re high, and getting a bit too honest. “If “Master of Puppets” hadn’t saved my life, my song would probably be something by Bruce Springsteen.” Steve scoffed at that, “and you make fun of me for ABBA?” Robin snorted, “He got ya there, leather boy.” Eddie arched an eyebrow, “I'm not even… Wearing leather right now,” He laughed, “Anyways. Bruce is Wayne’s favorite. We listened to him all the time when I first got there.” Steve softened at that, leaning over to give Eddie a peck on the forehead and pull him into a tight hug. “That’s sweet, Eds.”
Eddie smiled before turning to Steve, “You still haven’t told us your song!” He accused. Steve had the nerve to look accosted. Robin nodded along, “Yeah, what is it, Dingus!” She bumped her shoulder against his. Steve sighed, “You guys….” He whined. “You probably won’t even know it!” Eddie rolled his eyes. “Quit being dramatic Steve. Just tell us.” 
“Fine! Fine… It’s Lonely Boy by Andrew Gold. I heard it first when I was 5… The nanny at the time looked at me… and I could just tell she was thinking ‘wow, this is your song, Steve.’ Because that’s what I was… I am…” It felt good, in the end, to get it off his chest, but the way Eddie and Robin were looking at him now is the exact reason he didn’t want to share. 
Eddie looked at him, eyes shining. “Oh, Stevie…” He whispered. “That's why I didn’t want to tell you, I didn’t want to bring the mood down.” He sighed, eyes shifting to Robins who looked just as sad as Eddie.
“Well… You’re not lonely anymore, right? You’ve got us.” Robin said shyly, a tone that didn’t fit her well. Steve smiled, “Yeah. I’ve got you.” He turned and gave Eddie a soft kiss, whispering “And I’ve got you too.” A warm smile spread across his face, but the moment was quickly over when Robin shouted “EW! Get a room.” Smile returning to her face. Steve rolled his eyes fondly, pushing at her shoulder until she fell over, eventually rolling off the couch. “This is my house!” He laughed. 
Maybe it’s time to figure out a new song. 
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the lyrics to steve's song:
He was born on a summer day 1951
And with a slap of a hand
He landed as an only son
His mother and father said what a lovely boy
We'll teach him what we learned
Ah yes just what we learned
We'll dress him up warmly and
We'll send him to school
It'll teach him how to fight
To be nobody's fool
Oh, oh what a lonely boy
Oh what a lonely boy
Oh what a lonely boy
In the summer of '53 his mother
Brought him a sister
And she told him we must attend to her needs
She's so much younger than you
Well he ran down the hall and he cried
Oh how could his parents have lied
When they said he was an only son
He thought he was the only one
Oh, oh what a lonely boy
Oh what a lonely boy
Oh what a lonely boy
Goodbye mama, goodbye to you
Goodbye papa I'm pushing on through
He left home on a winter day 1969
And he hoped to find all the love
He had lost in that earlier time
Well his sister grew up
And she married a man
He gave her a son
Ah yes a lovely son
They dressed him up warmly
They sent him to school
It taught him how to fight
To be nobody's fool
Oh, oh what a lonely boy
Oh what a lonely boy
Oh what a lonely boy
Oh, oh, oh, oh what a lonely boy
Oh what a lonely boy
Oh what a lonely boy
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hwabang · 8 months
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in your “cake” scenario you said something about the other enha members also desiring idol!reader. can we have a scenario inspired by that? like jungwon finds out he’s not the the only one in his group who admires/has a crush on reader? and possibly has to make a move on you before the others do
Just Look At Me - Yang Jungwon
Genre: a smidgen of angst and light suggestiveness but mainly fluff
Warnings: fem!reader, idol!reader x idol!jungwon, '03 reader, friends to lovers, mentions of touching, praising, dom jungwon ig?, jungwon is flirtyyyy, jealous!jungwon, insecure!jungwon, avg height reader, self indulgent w my bias line, mention of a hand kink oop, enhypen talking ab reader being hot and kind of objectifying reader
Author’s Note: anon i love the way you think😉 guys i'm LOVING all the jungwon requests keep 'em coming! also i tried to write in a way that this can be read on it's own or as a continuation to 'Cake'. let me know what you think!
Author's Note: Sort of a continuation of 'Cake' although this can be read on its own too. And this is for those who want to watch KARD's 'Cake' Dance Practice.
(gif not mine!)
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Your cover of KARD's 'Cake' with Jungwon was coming out today and you couldn't be more nervous than you were right now.
You were a good singer but definitely felt pretty self-conscious covering 'Cake', as both Somin and Jiwoo's voices are so unique and you were scared you wouldn't be able to match their energy.
Probably the biggest thing you were scared of was the reaction of fans and netizens. You had hinted at your special video about two weeks ago; during a live a fan commented asking for all of your members to give a spoiler as to what they had planned for their 2nd anniversary gift to fans, and you mentioned doing a hot dance cover with a male idol. Everyone was going crazy trying to figure out who this male idol could be but nobody had any clue which made you more nervous. You were hoping you and Jungwon didn't receive too much backlash for this.
The only part of this whole collab with Jungwon you were confident about was the dance. You're the main dancer of your group and this style of choreography is what you're best at. But even though you were positive from the beginning that you'd kill the choreo, you were constantly getting flustered and it was all because of Jungwon.
Jungwon's only condition to helping you with this collab was that you'd go on a date with him and give him a chance. He'd been pinning after you for a while at that point, it wouldn't hurt to give it a try right?
And so you did. The day after that conversation took place Jungwon had planned a very romantic date with you. First he took you to this beautiful rooftop garden cafe in the heart of Gangnam. Then, staying on the nature theme, he took you to a rose garden nearby. You two walked around for a bit and talked, enjoying this one on one time with each other. After enjoying the garden and clicking a few pictures, you two made your way into Hongdae for the night as that night there was a cultural food festival happening with street food from all around the world. Jungwon knew how much you loved learning about different cultures, and you were both foodies, so it was the perfect end to a perfect date.
After that you two didn't talk about where you'd go from there anymore. You two had gotten quite busy with this collab, as you had less than a month to learn the song, record it, then learn the dance, record it.
But Jungwon didn't make it easy for you. Grabbing your waist and hips whenever he'd walk by you, pecking your lips while resting his hand on your ass after each run through of the song, hugging you from behind as you monitored the recordings, hugging you and hiding his face in your neck when he got turned on from dancing, grazing his hand against your chest, holding your hand whenever he got the chance, and leaving sweet kisses on your cheek to encourage you. And let's not forget the nicknames and the praises he'd give you after a successful practice. "You did a good job princess", "What do you think baby, we can go one more time right?", "Wow, you do that move really well my pretty girl", "Good girl, you did well".
It was pure torture for your heart and your hormones.
So yeah the video was coming out today and you were nervous. I guess you're expecting Jungwon to be nervous too right? I mean ENGENES might go insane seeing this and he might be scared of receiving a lot of backlash.
Wrong.
Since he woke up this motherfucker had the biggest shit eating grin on his face, prancing around his dorm just counting down the minutes before the video is released.
Finally it was time so all of ENHYPEN sat around the living room, pulling the video up on their TV.
"Alright~," Jake cheered. "I'm so excited, let's go." He pressed play and all the members focused on the video.
Everyone pretty much had the same reaction as the video went out. Most of the members were pretty quiet, jaws slack except for the occasional gasps and small commentary. Sunoo's hand was over his mouth and he was the one talking the most, things like "Jungwon-ah seriously?! Wah this is too much!" leaving his mouth. Niki just kept laughing while Jungwon sat there with the proudest smirk on his face.
After it ended he paused the video. "So, what did you all think of our collab?"
Jay just shook his head with a shocked expression on his face. "Man.. I don't know how you were able to keep your cool Won-ah."
Heeseung hummed, eyes still trained on the now black TV screen. "I don't know what I'd do if I was the one in your place.. I'd probably be too nervous to even go through with it."
Jungwon wasn't stupid and he wasn't blind either. You're beautiful, you're hot, you're desirable. He knew his members thought so as well but they had never expressed it that much until today.
Jake bit his lips and rolled his eyes, slouching on the couch and almost falling off of it as he groaned. "Don't put that image in my mind Hyung! God I wish she asked me instead of Jungwon. She's so hot I would feel so honored if she asked me to do this dance with her."
"You wouldn't know what to do with her," Sunghoon teased.
"And you would?" Heeseung scoffed. "If anything, it would be me or Jay if not Jungwon."
"What about me?" Niki suggested. "I'm the best dancer out of all of you."
Sunoo glared at him and hit his shoulder. "You're still a baby."
Niki shrugged. "Still know when to appreciate a pretty girl though."
Jungwon clenched his jaw, deciding if he should step in now and use his leader card or not. Technically you two weren't official yet so he couldn't even prevent his members from fanboying over you.
"Stop it guys," Jungwon lightly scolded. "We shouldn't talk about her in that way."
"Oh you don't get a say in this," Jay defended. "You got the luckiest out of all of us, let us fanboy in peace."
"Well hurry up," he sighed as he pinched the bridge of his nose. "She's coming over soon and I don't want her to hear you guys objectifying her."
Jake's eyes widened at his leader's words. "Eh?! Y/N is coming here?!"
Jungwon nodded. "Yeah, we're hanging out."
Jungwon wanted to tell them that this was technically a 2nd date, but he didn't know if you wanted anyone to know you two are seeing each other yet.
Jake screamed excitedly and started hitting Heeseung's shoulder. "Hyung! Hyung! Do you think I should ask her out?"
Jungwon's eyes widened. Jake liked you??
Heeseung had his arms crossed and he just laughed amusedly at Jake. "You really think you're her type? I'm her bias!
"Actually she biases me too," Jay corrected.
"Actually she biases all three of us.." Jungwon mumbled but no one heard him.
Jake nodded. "But she said in an interview that she finds Australian accents the hottest, specifically Brisbane accents. And where am I from? Brisbane Australia, that's right baby~."
"She also likes tall guys older than her," Heeseung said. "I'm the tallest and oldest here."
"We have more things in common and our values match the best," Jay argued.
Sunghoon just crossed his arms and laughed, shaking his head at the craziness ensuing. He eyed Jungwon who was sitting there with a pout on his face and laughed even more. "Imma stay out of this one, looks like she has enough suitors after her anyways."
Of course Sunghoon thought you were pretty and would have liked to get closer to you in a romantic setting, but under different circumstances. He was one of Jungwon's roommates, Sunghoon along with Niki and Sunoo knew well Jungwon had a huge crush on you.
The three eldest continued bickering as Jungwon just sat there listening to them, his mood having been completely shifted from earlier. This went on until the doorbell rang and everyone froze.
"Shit," Jake said. "That's her isn't it? Fuck do I look good?"
"Why would you need to look good when I'm the one she needs to focus on," Heeseung retorted as he opened his phone camera to fix his hair.
"Yah someone get the door don't make her wait!" Jay yelled.
Being closest to the door Niki got up to open it for you. "Hey Noona," he greeted.
"Hi Niki!" you chirped. You walked inside and took your shoes off, seeing all the guys sat there. "Ah, you're all here, hey!"
Everyone greeted you as you placed your bag down. You expected Jungwon to be more enthusiastic seeing you but all he did was mutter a 'hello'.
"Hey Y/N!" Jake greeted. "Come sit here."
You were gonna sit next to Jungwon, but seeing there's more space near Jake you went there instead.
Completely missing how Jungwon balled his fists up.
"So we just watched your collab with Jungwon," Jay started. "You both did really well! And you looked absolutely stunning by the way."
You blushed from the pair of 8 eyes on you. "Th-thank you Oppa.."
"Yah, are we making you blush?" Heeseung asked smirking.
"N-no!" you firmly denied but your sudden red cheeks gave it away. "It's just... hot."
"It's 'cuz I'm next to you huh," Jake teased making you giggle.
Jungwon rolled his eyes and stood up abruptly, making everyone look to him but his eyes were only on you. "I'll be in my room. Let me know when you wanna hang out with me."
Everyone stopped what they were doing, exchanging weird glances before they went back to some other topic of conversation. You couldn't focus so you also got up, excusing yourself as you made your way to Jungwon's room and knocked on the door.
"Come in."
You walked in and saw him laying down in his bed, scrolling through his phone. "Hey Won.."
He glanced at you then went back on his phone. "What's up?"
"You okay?" You didn't want to bother him incase he was mad at you so you opted to sit on the edge Sunghoon's bed. "You just kinda up and left.. barely acknowledged me too."
Jungwon spared you another glance before he sighed and sat up, swinging his legs over so he was also on the edge of his bed. "If you're gonna come and check on me, at least don't do it while sitting on another man's bed."
You immediately realized what was wrong, getting up and sitting right next to Jungwon. You boldly grabbed his hand and caressed it. "Jungwon-ah, what's going on? I feel like you don't wanna hang out anymore."
He let out another sigh as he gathered his feelings. "Sorry Y/N I.. I just got j-jealous.."
"Jealous? Of me sitting next to Jake? I wanted to come next to you but he offered and –"
"Not just that," he interrupted. "Before you came we were watching the 'Cake' dance cover, and my Hyungs seemed to have really taken a liking towards you."
You raised your eyebrows in amusement. "Is that so?"
He nodded as a pout started forming on his pink lips. "Then Jake Hyung said he wanted to ask you out."
"What?!" you said shocked. "Jake wants to ask me out??"
Jungwon glared at you. "Yah.. why do you seem so excited?"
You giggled at his reaction and shook your head. "Not excited, just surprised. I didn't think he had a thing for me."
"They all do!" he groaned as he ran his hand through his hair. "Heeseung Hyung, Jay Hyung, and Jake Hyung at least."
"So why didn't you tell them we were going on our 2nd date today?"
"I was gonna, it was on the tip of my tongue. But then I thought about you and how maybe you'd wanna keep it private so I said nothing. But then they kept talking and I realized.. maybe I'm not as good for you as I thought I was."
You tilted your head in confusion. "Jungwon what the hell are you talking about?"
"I'm talking about your ideal type. You like taller and older guys; I'm barely taller than you and I'm younger than you. Heeseung Hyung is both of those. You find Australian accents very sexy; Jake Hyung has that and I can barely even speak English. Your values, your upbringings, your mentality is so mature; I think I'm mature but your maturity level matches Jay Hyung the most. You have a thing for hands.. and all three of them have such pretty hands even ENGENE go crazy over them... I don't even know what I'm saying anymore.."
You were shocked at Jungwon's outburst and decided to wrap his arm around your shoulder and wrap yours around his torso as you leaned into him. Jungwon gladly accept the side hug and you two stayed there a while basking in the silence. "Jungwon-ah," you called looking up at him. "An ideal type is honestly so unrealistic. I think it's nearly impossible to find one person that'll 100% match your ideal type. I mean just take mine as an example; you just named three different people in your group that have different qualities off my ideal type list. Not one member matches everything I want."
Jungwon shrugged. "Yeah you're right.. I think that made me feel better."
"Also, why are you putting yourself down like that? You're taller than me, you speak English very well! Who cares if you don't have an Australian accent? Your voice is hot on its own. And as far as your hands go.. well, I think you have very nice hands."
Jungwon raised an eyebrow as he smirked. "Oh yeah? Tell me more about that."
You hummed as you cuddle into Jungwon more. "I think I should wait on that till we have a bit more privacy. What I feel about your hands is not exactly.. rated PG."
Jungwon's smirk was wiped off his face and replaced with a cute dimple smile when you cupped his face in your hands.
"Jungwon-ah.. I want you. Not your members but you. Haven't I made that clear enough?"
He nodded. "You did baby, you did... I'm sorry I just let jealousy control my thoughts like that. When we decide to become official then I promise I'll work on it."
You frowned. "When? Are you really gonna let such a perfect moment like this go to waste?"
Jungwon's eyes widened. "Y-you mean if I ask you now you'll say yes?"
"Well you gotta try right?" you said playfully rolling your eyes.
Jungwon giggled and pecked your lips. "My sweet sweet baby, will you officially become my girlfriend?" Your response was a long kiss in return. Once you pulled away Jungwon kissed your cheek. "You ready to go on that date now my love?"
You nodded, standing up and pulling him with you. "Yup, let's go."
"Ah before that, we gotta stop in the living room so I can brag to my members about you being my girlfriend."
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startanewdream · 2 years
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“Hmmm. First kiss?”
Harry blinked, diverting his gaze from the kites in the sky (he was just considering if he was too old to learn how to fly a kite).
“What?”
“Your first kiss,” said Ginny calmly. “How was it?”
“Why do you wanna know about my first kiss?”
“You were the one who suggested we try dating.” She shivered exaggeratedly as if the word offended her. Harry couldn’t help his laugh.
“How scandalous of me.”
“Usually people go on dates before they are in a relationship,” she noted, raising their intertwined hands.
“You know me, I don’t do things the usual way.”
Ginny smiled, moving closer to him on the bench. “This feels pretty normal,” she said in a small voice, winking at him.
Harry flushed, pleased; Ginny was right. So far, the day had been ordinary and that was the best compliment he could give it. Leaving the wizarding world behind to walk upon Muggle London had been a simple and yet brilliant idea. Here, there was no pressure, no tension upon any of their shoulders.
Here he was just an eighteen-year-old guy enjoying the day with his gorgeous girlfriend, two unknown faces in the middle of this very crowded city; a normal couple sitting on a bench at Hyde Park.
“So—your first kiss?”
“How is this a first date type of question?”
“Probably because it involves so many embarrassing moments that you know it can’t get worse afterwards.”
Harry supposed she got a point. “I have to say, I improved a lot afterwards,” he assured, pulling her hair behind her back casually. “You never complained,” he added. His lips traced the column of her neck, which earned him real shivers this time.
She giggled as she pushed him away.
“Nice try—but you are not getting away from this.”
“Ugh, a bloke had to try.” He placed a soft peck on her cheek before resuming his position on the bench. “Wet.”
“What?”
“How my first kiss went. Wet.”
She frowned. “Wet like—you were underwater or—”
“No, no. You know back when—well, she was crying so—”
“Crying? Oh. Oh.” Ginny patted his back. “It was not your fault.”
“One would think it would help to cheer her up.” He rolled his eyes, ignoring the pinkness on his cheeks. “That’s what your brother told me, anyway.”
“You know Ron is not the best relationship advisor in the world, right?”
“Considering how long it took for him to realise Hermione is a girl… yeah, looking back, I see it now.”
Ginny laughed for a moment. Then she threw him a furtive glance before looking up, to the same kites that Harry had been admiring before.
“Was it a nice kiss?”
“I… I don’t know!”
“Well—did you want to kiss her again?”
“I—I think so, I don’t know, I was fifteen and I was a mess. Why are you asking me this?”
She sighed. “Because I got curious. I couldn’t ask you before and for all she knows Hogwarts, A History, by heart, Hermione is terrible at details. We talk about this kind of thing,” she added, unashamed.
“Like—”
“Like everything. Well, almost everything. Turns out I can’t deal with details involving my brother.”
“Ugh. That makes us two.”
“Anyway—details.”
“I think in this aspect I am like Hermione.” He shrugged. “I didn’t pay enough attention.”
“It was your first kiss.”
“Hm.” His fingers traced the back of her hand. “She threw her arms around my neck. I looked at her and then I just knew what I had to do. So I kissed her—first I tugged her lower lip, and it was as soft as I thought it would be—and I had spent a lot of time considering it. And then I was holding her face and—funny thing about tongues, right? You don’t really know what to do until you are doing it and it is just so nice. I felt like I could go on like that for days—you know when time stops and it feels as if there are just the two of you in the world, but in fact, you are in the middle of the Common Room and everyone is just staring—”
“Hey.” Ginny’s eyes were sparkling. “That was not your first kiss.”
“No, but it was ours—and at that time I was noticing everything. I would have given a much better recount to Ron and Hermione, except—”
“They witnessed firsthand, yeah.” Ginny laughed warmly. “And you know what, kissing the girl you had a crush on for ages—that’s also a pretty normal thing.”
“Didn’t we kiss after I missed the match because I got a detention for cursing my school archenemy with a spell invented by a professor who spied—”
“Fine, fine. Not the usual way.” She kissed him softly on the lips; it was just a peck, a brush innocent by any standard, and yet Harry felt again that same brightness that always came attached with kissing Ginny. “I know you won’t ever ask, but I don’t remember either.”
“What?”
“How it feels to kiss someone else. Not to say I didn’t like them, or that snogging wasn’t nice—”
“Er—I would rather not think about it. Though—” He fidgeted with his free hand. “It was seeing you and Dean together that made me realise how I felt about you. So—silver linings, I guess…?”
“Oh, no.” Ginny slid closer to him again. “That’s not the kind of silver lining we enjoy,” she said, and then there was nothing innocent about their kiss anymore; it was pure light, warming and glowing, the kind that made Harry lose any sense of time and space. 
When they broke apart, at last, Harry traced her face. “Sunlit days,” he declared.
“What?”
“Kissing you feels like this.” He gestured around, to the bright green grass behind them, where people were picnicking over towels; to the lake in front of them, where a water fountain was turned on, sprinkling them with steam when the wind turned; and then to the blue sky, only a few fluffy white clouds in sight. It was a hot day, and the sound of bird songs and people chattering just added to the normalcy that Harry most craved. “Like a summer day.”
She kissed the palm of his hand. “We will share all seasons now.”
He couldn’t wait for it.
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amuseoffyre · 1 year
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For the past fortnight, work has been getting in the way of me doing fandom related stuff, but it’s also given me a lot more time to turn over “working class northern Izzy Hands” in my brain.
There have been some fab posts going around with the analysis of Izzy in the context of the social history and what it meant for him and the more I thought about them, the more I recognised him in my dad’s side of the family.
I’ll foreword this with a note that this is entirely based on my lived experience around northern blokes of a certain generation. I have no idea what things are like now, but back when I was a wee bit of a thing, this seemed to be the norm.
A big thing about the north of England is that it’s where a lot of industry was based: glassworks, steelworks, collieries, mines of all kinds, shipbuilding. Whole cities sprang up there based around manual labour and manufacture and trade. There was a history of graft and everyone was expected to do their share and pull their weight. (“Your lots days of sitting around doing fuck all are over”)
There was also a certain pride in that work. Yes, it was hard and yes it could probably kill you, but by god you were good at it. And even moreso if you’d managed to make your way up to be in a position that earned you some modicum of respect and authority. Or even just survived that long. (“My name is First Mate Hands or God as far as you’re concerned”)
There was also a very definite pecking order, whether in social circles or work circles. You couldn’t just swan in and expect to be accepted and respected. You had to earn any respect you got and demanding it was a guarantee you wouldn’t get it. (“Pirates my arse”)
I’ve mentioned before on the post I linked further up about literacy and education. For the longest time, literacy in the north was very low because the majority of people left school early because they had to work. It wasn’t an option to stay on and get an education. If you had stayed in school, then you weren’t working and if you weren’t working, your family may not be eating.
There used to be a vibe of Proper Jobs (ie. manual labour of some kind) versus Soft Jobs (clerking, secretary etc). There were careers such as doctor and lawyer that did get considered Proper Jobs, but for the pencil pushers and the paperwork monkeys scurrying around and making notes, they were doing Soft Jobs.
All of these factors are very clearly in play in the scenes between Izzy and Lucius in episode 5. Here’s a lazy and disrespectful younger man whose entire job on the ship is a Soft Job. He gets to fanny about, writing things down, while everyone else has to do manual labour, and then he disrespects someone who is accustomed to a certain level of authority and respect, someone who has clawed his way up through the ranks.
He’s absolutely dead centre in a ven diagram of Things That Will Annoy Izzy Hands. Even more so since Izzy can’t do anything to Stede for fear of crossing Blackbeard, but this guy? Oh, this guy he can take out his frustrations on.
It explains why Izzy’s ire is focused on him, even though Wee John was having a nap and Black Pete was slacking off just as much. Both of those characters are manual workers (to a given degree, “bottom of the barrel”, after all) but the boy writing the journal, who clearly thinks he’s better than Izzy? Well, there’s someone who needs to learn his place.
(I still have Thoughts on the ‘ooooh daddy’ moment, but I have little brain left to articulate them just now)
And while I was going down that road, my brain took a sharp turn into the realisation of why Izzy dresses the way he does as well. Like the rest of Blackbeard’s crew, he’s in the black/leather combination but unlike them, he is covered from collar to cuffs, neck to toe. Some of it’s worn and repaired, but it’s an outfit that would be seen as Respectable even beyond the pirate world: a full shirt with cravat and a waistcoat on top.
Why would he choose to be so formally dressed? Because “I was honoured to work for the legendary Blackbeard”. It comes back to the pride in his work. He’s First Mate. He’s the second-in-command on the Queen Anne’s Revenge. He has worked bloody hard and survived many things to reach this point. He is representing something both to himself and to the world.
It’s about status: he stands out among the crew, so there’s no question that he’s in charge with his formal clothing. But he also stands out when we see him around other pirates. The only other pirates we see who dress to impress to this degree are Stede and Spanish Jackie. “Make people feel underdressed and suddenly you’re the one in charge” can be applied to all three of them. And it cracks me up knowing how much Izzy would hate that.
All of this is also the reason I’m pretty sure there will be an arc in the coming season when Stede does actually earn some little grudging respect from Izzy. Stede earning his place, doing the work and proving himself feels like it will be a vital cog in the story. Izzy will still deplore him, because he’s a creature of habit and routine, but I feel like there will be at least a grudging “...fine. You’re not a totally useless fucker”, which is high praise indeed.
Now, though, it’s midnight and I’m listing sideways. I shall no doubt have more thoughts, but for now, this will do.
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crescentmoonteas · 1 year
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hi same anon as before, i'd love to hear more about the plot you have planned out so far!
and I would love to tell you about it!! be aware this contains spoilers for both Persona 5 Royal and the AU itself, so I'm putting it under a read more just in case
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SPOILER ZONE oOoOOoOOoOOoo
okay so this is a very loose/rough plot outline because it's still changing and being confirmed (I literally changed Makoto's palace like 10 minutes ago) BUT
edit: I FORGOT MY BOY RYUJI........... RYUJI I AM SO SORRY........... timeline now updated to include Ryuji!
story opens with Haru talking to Wakaba about the exploits of the PTs (same framing device as Sae talking to Joker)
flashback to Haru arriving in Tokyo to start her probation
Sojiro is like "grumble grumble kids these days and their *checks notes* haha you kicked a guy in the balls? that's rad. anyway don't do it again"
first day of school
Haru meets Sumi
Sumi's like "I KNOW WHERE SCHOOL IS SENPAI"
surprise: school is now Madarame's palace (same art gallery kind of theme, thinking of having waxworks instead of paintings and it's highly implied the waxworks are just the cognitive versions of students that have been dipped in wax)
Sumi's like "OKAY MAYBE I DON'T KNOW WHERE SCHOOL IS SENPAI"
anyway blah blah awaken Haru's persona
meet Goro who's stuck and about to be taxidermied (chrome spellcheck told me this was wrong and it was actually taxidermised but apparently you can use both. this is irrelevant to the plot I'm just letting everyone know what I learnt today) by Madarame
save Goro, learn about persona, etc etc
decide best way to get Yusuke to fess up is by stealing his diary
steal the poor man's diary
Haru takes it back to Leblanc and tries to open it
Goro is no help because he's like WE HAVE NO LOCKPICKS!!! WHAT DO YOU WANT ME TO DO!!! PECK IT OPEN?!
Akira (works part-time at Leblanc) is like "hi :) let me get that for you" *opens diary*
(Akira is the one who teaches Haru about infiltration tools)
meet Ryuji at some point. he's the new track star at Shujin!
anyway. something something awaken Sumi's persona, recruit Yusuke, awaken his persona, everyone gets a persona,
defeat Madarame
yay
go to Kosei to attend a volleyball game
Haru learns who Ann and Futaba are
[the second palace belongs to the guy who runs the eSports team that Futaba is on. I have yet to really nail these details so let's just skip forward]
Futaba: persona awakened, joins the team, hooray!
Futaba promotes the PTs by claiming they're sponsoring her. she puts their logo on her gamer jacket and all.
third palace is Principal Kobayakawa whose name I can never spell correctly from memory so apologies in advance
Kobayakawa has tasked our poor little meow meow Morgana, who is literally just a first year hall monitor with big dreams, with finding out what's going on with students getting jobs and shady deals
Morgana: panic.mp4
the PTs decide to go and change Kobayakawa's heart because tbh he's a bit of a dick
Morgana: persona awakened, joins the team, hooray!
important note: they do NOT find out about Kaneshiro or any of that. however, Kaneshiro is mysteriously taken down anyway.
Haru gets a text that's like "hello pls change my heart. I am literally dying. here's my address pls bring Big Bang Burger if you're coming" (that's a joke) (maybe)
the address leads to an apartment complex and Makoto lives on the very top floor. she's basically barricaded in and the state of her apartment probably violates every single health code
her rent/bills were set to auto-pay but the money's running out
they find out the auto-pay was set up by Sae before she died while out on a mission
"hey this apartment kinda looks like a lighthouse huh-"
MAKOTO'S OWN PALACE TIME
Makoto's palace is an abandoned lighthouse on a deserted island
the water level is rising and there's a leviathan nearby threatening to kill them
the PTs need to get through her palace and change her heart before they all drown/get eaten
pls look at this tweet by Jazzy for Makoto's palace and persona refs!!!!!!!!!!!
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anyway. save Makoto, reconciliation with Sae, wooo Makoto is a PT now and she's the nav so Goro can finally stop guessing everything wildly
fifth palace belongs to Akira's dad who owns a wildly successful modelling company (that happens to be the same one Ann belongs to! what a coincidence)
Akira is engaged to Mika and the deadline for their wedding is approaching
(note: Mika isn't a complete bastard in the AU like Haru's fiance - she keeps her own personality!)
Akira's dad's palace is a factory where the models are the product
something something something. have yet to decide if Akira's dad dies like Haru's. remind me to ask Jazzy about this when we start designing that bit of the AU
Jazzy mentioned having both Akira's parents as bosses in the palace so we're doing that!!!
cognitive Akira is like a Barbie doll - he's trapped in a plastic box and he's not allowed out lest the world damages their perfect little darling <3
(hitting cognitive Akira turns him into damaged goods)
anyway AKIRA GET!!!!!!!!!!!!!
sixth palace is Wakaba's
she asks the PTs to explore her palace in the name of COGNITIVE PSIENCE!!!!!
Haru still gets apprehended and arrested by the antisocial force after and they fake her death like oh no, the PTs aren't together anymore. what a shame. anyway,
Seventh palace is Kamoshida
Ann gets her engine room moment (keeping this under wraps because the ideas Jazzy had were AMAZING and I don't want to spoil them)
Kamoshida goes down in FLAAAAMMEEESSSSSSSSS
hang on. everything is wrong. wh-
TIME TO FIGHT YALDABAOTH
pew pew pew
oh no. we lost Goro- oh wait there he is
and everything was fine :)
OR WAS IT!
MARUKI REALITY TIME
RYUJI WAS REALLY HIS BROTHER RYOJI?!?!?!?!?!
AND THE REAL RYUJI WAS THE TRACK STAR AT SHUJIN!
Maruki should not be a therapist. listen. that man needs whatever license/credentials he has revoked.
ANYWAY SHUAKE REALITY TIME NOW AKECHI HAS A HUMAN BOD OUTSIDE OF THE METAVERSE
Maruki fight: now with 20% more thong!
[spoilers censored because they're big and I want them to hit people in the face] [in a loving and good way]
anyway that's the general idea of it. obvs I haven't noted side confidants or anything but that's like the skeleton. the spine. the framework. if you have any Qs, my ask box is open!!!!
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catwithyellowwings · 2 years
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Brett Talbot x fem!reader
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Please be gentle, this is my first story. English is not my native language. I'm still learning it, so there's probably a bunch of mistakes 🙈
"Can you not make a face for a minute?" looking at the resulting photo with displeasure, Y/N was indignant. "You've already ruined so many frames".
"Come on," Talbot replied, looking over her shoulder at the results of their almost half-hour work. "Look, this one is fine, in my opinion, it turned out. It's not all the same to be with a rotten mine as on the documents." girl just rolled her eyes at this phrase. "And why are you worried about spoiled shots? You're not shooting on a film camera."
"Let's try again on the horizontal bars," Y/N switched the camera to the "shooting" mode and headed to the right place, ignoring Brett's comment. "There, you will no longer be up to fooling around."
"And how do you want to photograph me there, love?" gently clasping Y/N by the waist when they reached the place, guy whispered in her ear. This action provoked a wave of goosebumps on the body of his beloved, forcing her to take a short sharp breath, after which she turned to face him. "Maybe we should go somewhere more private? I think there will also be some very interesting places to shoot there."
"We'll still have time to get to a more private place," Y/N said, meeting his green-blue eyes, maintaining a playful mood. "You definitely won't get away from this." hearing this, Brett broke into a satisfied smile and hugged his beloved closer to him. "In the meantime, let's finish our business here first."
Finally, pecking him on the lips, Y/N got out of the ring of hugs, preparing the camera for work. They spent another good fifteen minutes filming behind various sports equipment. Y/N even managed to enjoy Talbot's half-naked appearance when, for several series of photos, he took off his T-shirt, throwing it on a bench nearby.
"Wow, you're so photogenic," she said after taking another frame, once again evaluating the result of their joint work. "Have you ever thought of becoming a model?"
"And have everyone stare at me like I'm some kind of weirdo? Nah," Brett waved off, standing behind her again and wrapping his arms around her waist. This pose was his favorite when they were together. Thus, he not only held Y/N in his arms, at the same time showing everyone that this girl was busy with him, but also covered her most vulnerable place so that no one attacked her from behind. Besides, this way he had access to Y/N's hair, the fragrance of which the guy liked.
"Don't you want too much attention to yourself?" Y/N was surprised, glancing at the guy behind her. "I thought it would flatter you at least.
"They are not you," he gently pressed her to him, and left a small kiss on Y/N's temple. "I don't need someone else's attention, I just need yours."
"Smooth talker," the girl grinned, but still leaned back slightly into his embrace. "But I'm glad to hear it. I don't want to share you with anyone."
"Oh, so it turns out you're a jealous mode?" Talbot grinned with satisfaction, lightly tickling Y/N under the ribs. "That good to know."
They spent the next few minutes discussing the resulting photos. The best of them were to replenish the portfolio of Y/N, who planned to connect her life with photographs. It was her second hobby after music, but that topic was still a sore point for her because of recent bad events in her family.
"I've never seen anyone look cute and ridiculous at the same time," looking at another picture, the girl smiled. "I asked you not to make a face."
"But look how different and lively the photos turned out!" Brett exclaimed, taking the camera for himself and flipping through the results of their work. "You will obviously have a lot to choose from. No one will have such photos for sure," he switched the camera to shooting mode in a few clicks. "So, let's see what kind of model will come out of you."
"Uh, no," Y/N immediately objected and reached out to pick up her thing. However, this did not work out for her, since the guy was a little more than a head taller than her, which he did not dare to take advantage of, causing indignation from his beloved. "I'm not taking pictures of myself, I'm only photographing others. Give me the camera."
"Do you trust me?" Talbot asked, holding the camera at arm's length and raising his eyebrows.
"Brett…"
"Answer me, Y/N/N, do you trust me?" the guy continued to insist and holding the camera out of the girl's reach.
"I trust you," sighing, she admitted after a few seconds of persistent glances. "So?"
"So, let me take a picture of you," Talbot said, looking her straight in the eye. "It's your camera. The pictures will remain with you, you can delete them later if you want. But let's try to switch places for a while? I agreed to pose for you. Please. "
"You're using your puppy dog look again," Y/N noticed, covering his eyes with her palm, and couldn't help but chuckle.
"I'm a werewolf. It's in my blood, you might say," Brett shrugged, removing her palm from the face with his free hand. "Love, let me take a picture of you. You know I won't do anything bad for you."
"You're not going to leave me alone until I let you do it, are you?" after a few seconds of staring, the girl's defense began to crack at the seams from the perseverance of a person who was not indifferent to her. In response, he shook his head and gently ran the knuckle of his index finger along her cheek, which was the last straw. "Only if it's not for long."
"You won't regret it," leaving a short kiss on her lips, the guy said with a smile. "I promise."
"One kiss won't buy you off, Talbot," Y/N said sternly, taking his hand. "You will have to confirm this trust a little later."
"It will be done, sweetheart," understanding her hint, Brett nodded, inwardly rejoicing at the victory and what awaits them both in the evening. But all that will be in the evening, now they face another task. "In the meantime, let's see, maybe we should both go into modeling?"
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jackalsprey · 2 years
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🦖🦕🌻🌻🌻🌻🌻🌻🌻🌻🌻🌻🌻🌻🌻🌻🌻🌻🌻🦖🦕
Sigh... 17? Really? 17 flowers.
Strap in, folks. This'll be a long one.
I exclusively read gay fanfics and fancomics. No exceptions, just gay.
I'm in a lot of embarrassing fandoms and I shall never reveal a single one on this blog, but just know, I'm probably the cringiest fanboy to ever exist.
I really enjoy watching Thunderbirds. I might be called an old man for this, but for you young'uns who don't know, Thunderbirds was a really cool show from the 60s that was about an epic rescue family called the Tracys, that was entirely acted by puppets. Not Muppets, straight up dolls. They had a 2015 animated reboot that I really love too, actually I like it better than the original. But still, good series, both of them, I recommend.
I am a serious health nut, like, my ideal meal is a chicken cutlet, a salad, and rice. For reference, that's the main dinner for a bunch of pro bodybuilders.
I have mermaid pillows in my room cause my wife refuses to get rid of them.
The first user account name I ever had on the internet was "mollybasketrabbit." Yes, it's cringy, I was an awkward teen.
Speaking of being an awkward teen, I once committed middle school social suicide by making a massive scene in the theater production. See, I was in backstage work, we were doing Mary Poppins, and we had a huge boombox right next to the entry to the stage itself. It had Sir Tom Jones's It's Not Unusual on it at like, full volume, and during the second act, I backed my foot into the boombox and it turned on. It was loud enough to deafen elephants. Thankfully, it was the spring production, so I didn't have to go through the torture for very long.
A chicken nearly pecked my eye out once.
I've also been attacked by a goose
I LOVE Stephen King novels. The Langoliers is best one-off book! Though Christine holds a close second.
Everyone loves calling me an alcoholic, so I'll embrace it: I love a good wine at the end of the day. Beer or brandy if it's been a rough one. DRINK RESPONSIBLY PEOPLE!
My favorite car model's the Lamborghini Huracan Performante. That ALA system is muah! Chef's kiss.
Speaking of Chef's Kiss, that's the name of a really good gay, cooking graphic novel. Look it up! It's so good!
It may not surprise you guys to learn that my favorite anime is YURI!!! On Ice. Though, again, a close second is KonoSuba. DARKNESS IS WAIFUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU!
I don't eat cereal a lot, but when I do, I put the bowl first. Then the milk. Sue me.
Back to Steven King: I've actually been to Maine, and met the man himself! You don't know how excited I was! He's surprisingly chill! Just a calm old guy you'd expect to be walking round the park! God it was awesome.
AND FINALLY, DRUM ROLL PLEASE!
I eat grapes in bed.
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Baby Fever
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Hello lovelies! I hope everyone is well! This little fic is for the amazingly talented @buckyownsmylife​ 2k/Birthday Challenge! Which the theme for it was breeding kink. Which how could I not participate in that? Breeding kink just happens to be one of the biggest kinks I have(and i don’t even want kids, go figure) So I looked through my Masterlist and realized I didn’t have a breeding kink fic with Steve. Well, I can’t say that anymore!
Thank you for hosting this challenge you lovely, beautiful human! And congrats on the 2k!! You deserve that and so much more! I hope everyone enjoys!
Rating: Explicit (duh, it’s a breeding kink fic)
Words: 2.8k
Warnings: breeding kink(again, duh), Professor!Steve(I feel like he’s a warning all by himself, language, age gap, unprotected sex(I mean, it’s kind of implied but I’ll put the warning anyway)
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“How long do we have to stay at this thing?”
You help can’t but roll your eyes at your husband of 4 months. “I told you I’m not sure. It’s my niece’s 1st birthday party. You could’ve stayed home you know.”
Steve pulls up to your sister’s house and parks among the other vehicles in the front yard. “Yeah and give them even more reasons to hate me? No thanks.”
See, Steve wasn’t your family’s favorite person. It all has to do with the fact that he’s 10 years older than you and how you guys met, which was during your freshman year of college. You were the innocent student and he was your history professor.
The attraction was instant and very mutual between you two. But dating students at this particular university was frowned upon and Steve could have lost his job. So, you admired each other from afar….that is until the semester was over. You went to visit him in his office after your last class and he eagerly bent you over his desk and ruined you for any other future man you may have.
Well, that was 6 years ago now. Your family of course didn’t approve and thought he was just taking advantage of a young, naive student. Your mom was the first to come around when she noticed a change in your demeanor and how happy he made you. She talked some sense into your dad and he eventually backed off as well.  
It took until Steve put a ring on your finger for your sister to accept him. Although you know her and her friends still judged you two. You could tell by the looks you guys always got whenever around them. You learned to not let it bother you. Steve was amazing. He was attentive, caring, and he loved you with everything he had. The only flaw he had was that he didn’t want kids.
It almost made you consider not marrying him. You had always wanted kids. But, in the end you realized you wanted Steve for the rest of your life more than a baby. But he did adopt a kitten with you. So it’s a win, win.
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He gets out of the car and grabs the gift out of the trunk. You had gotten her an outfit that says ‘My aunt is cooler than your aunt’ and various toys that she would enjoy. Plus, being the book editor you were, you couldn’t not get her a book. So, you got her the very first Harry Potter book. When Steve saw you wrapping it with a questioning look, you told him it was never too early to start a child’s transition into being a Potterhead.
You skipped excitedly next to Steve as you made your way to the front door. He couldn’t help but chuckle at your enthusiasm. “You excited or something, sweetheart?”
After ringing the doorbell, you turn towards him. “Of course I am! I love my little niece!”
Truth was, you knew you were never going to have a baby of your own. So you poured all of your love and joy for a baby into your niece.
You’re pulled from your thoughts when your brother-in-law, Matt, answers the door.
“Mr. and Mrs. Rogers! Glad you made it! Come on in!” He ushers you 2 inside, helping you both hang your coats up in the hall closet. He then points to the obvious gift table. “You can just set that down there, Steve. And if you’d like, me and a bunch of the other husbands are downstairs in the basement watching the game. You’re more than welcome to join us.”
Steve looks at you, silently asking for permission. You give him a quick pecking the lips. “Go have fun. Just make sure to come back up for food and presents.”
As Steve heads downstairs with Matt, you can’t help but take in all the decorations. Little Miss Lindsey just happens to currently be obsessed with The Little Mermaid. So of course the theme is under the sea. Your sister really went all out. Streamers, balloons, and even mermaid figurines were everywhere. There’s even mermaid confetti on the tables.
You head in search of your sister and the birthday girl, one of which you find in the kitchen. “Hey sis! Need any help?”
Your sister, Rachel, turns from the hot dog sauce she’s stirring on the stove and gives you a big hug. “Oh, thank god you’re here! Can you grab the vegetable tray and potato salad out of the fridge and put them on that table over there?”
“Sure! Where’s Linds?” You ask as you grab the requested items out of the fridge.
Your sister returns to the sauce on the stove. “She’s still napping. I should be getting her up soon. Where’s Steve? He stay home? I know this isn’t really his thing.”
You take the plastic wrap off the potato salad and sit it amongst the smorgasbord of other food on the table. “Of course he’s here. He’s down in the basement with the other men.”
You sister lets out a sigh. “Yeah, I told Matt they could only watch until everybody got here. Ah, shit. I think I hear Lindsey crying.”
“I’ll get her!” Quickly jumping at the chance to see her.
“You sure? That would be great! The outfit I want her to wear is on the changing table. And can you do her hair up in the bow, too?”
“You got it!” You make your way down the hall towards Lindsey’s room, her crying getting louder. You open the door and see her sitting up in her crib. Her crying quiets the moment she sees you. She gets a big ole smile on her face and reaches out for you. “Hi, sweet girl! How is the birthday girl today?” You pick her up and give her a big hug. “How about we get you changed into your party outfit?” She just coos back at you in response.
You push her outfit aside and lay her down on the changing table. Quickly realizing she’s wet, you give her a fresh diaper. She attempts to ‘help’ as you try to change her into her party outfit. Which after it’s on her, she looks like a little mermaid. You quickly brush her hair and pull as much of it as you can into a ponytail on the top of her head and add the matching bow. You stand back a little from her and clap your hands. “What a pretty girl! Are you ready to join your party?” You pick her up and turn around to head out of the room. You’re surprised to see your husband standing in the doorway.
“Hey, I thought you were watching the game?” He shrugs his shoulders and walks towards you two. “I missed you.” He tickles Lindsey’s side, causing her to giggle. “Happy Birthday, little one.” You can’t help but feel your heart warm. That always happens anytime your husband interacts with a baby.
“I was just helping Rachel out by getting her ready. She seemed a little frazzled in the kitchen.” You turn your attention back to Lindsey. “Come on, sweet girl. Let’s go join your mommy in the kitchen!”
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The next hour goes by in a blur. You weren’t really paying attention to anyone else. All of yours on Lindsey. The only food she seemed to want was what was on your plate. You didn’t mind sharing. Then she got to ‘smash’ her cake. Which for Lindsey it meant taking delicate little bites from said cake, mostly of the icing. She did still manage to get it all down the front of her though. But that’s okay, Rachel of course had a back up outfit ready.
You had just polished off your hot dog when Rachel walked back into the room with a now clean Lindsey. Steve grabbed yours and his plates to go dispose of.
Rachel sat on the floor with Lindsey who immediately started crawling towards you. “I think you’re gonna have to join us, sis.”
You can tell it’s hurting Rachel’s feelings a little that Lindsey is so attached to you today. Nevertheless, you join them on the floor, placing Lindsey in your lap. “Ready to open presents, sweet girl?”
Rachel turns to Matt. “Honey, could you start handing out the presents please?”
He nods and goes to grab the first of many presents. He sits it down in front of Lindsey who immediately goes for the tissue paper. She doesn’t even seem to care about the present in the bag. You laugh and try to get her attention on the gift inside.
You look up and see everyone laughing at the birthday girl who only wants the tissue paper. You notice Steve towards the back of the crowd, only he’s not laughing. He’s giving you a look. You’ve seen that look before. It instantly sends a shiver down your spine and makes your panties wet. He wants you.
You try to give him a stern look. He shouldn’t be looking at you like that in the middle of your niece’s party. He puts his hands up in surrender.
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After taking almost 2 hours to open the rest of the gifts, Lindsey was a sleepy girl. You were sitting on the couch with Lindsey cuddled up into your chest. You were gently rocking her back and forth. You look over at your sister who was cleaning up the mess from the presents.
“I can go put her down for a nap, Rach. I don’t mind.”
“Thanks, sis. You seem to be her favorite person today so she’d probably scream if I tried to do it. Matt! Could you get a bottle ready for Lindsey so my sister can put her down for her nap?”
A few minutes later he comes out with the bottle and hands it to you.
You stand up and look over at Steve. “I shouldn’t be too long. Did you want to head out of here after I put her down? I know you still have those papers to grade.”
He nods. “Yeah, if you don’t mind. Thanks, sweetheart.”
You squeeze his bicep as you pass by him. “Of course not. Like I said, this shouldn’t take too long.” You glance at Lindsey and notice she’s having trouble keeping her eyes open.
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Just like you predicted, it only took Lindsey about 15 minutes to fall asleep. You take one last glance at her, your heart tugging a little, knowing you’ll never have one of your own.
You quietly close the door and don’t even take 2 steps before the door across the hall opens to reveal Steve. You look at him in confusion. “Babe? Why are you in the laundry room?”
He doesn’t respond. Instead, he grabs your arm and pulls you into the room with him. He makes sure to shut the door behind him.
“Steve, what are you doing? I thought we were leaving?”
He pushes you to the front of the washing machine and presses himself up against you, immediately making you feel how hard he is. “Need you, baby.” He reaches around and starts undoing your jeans.
You start pushing his hands away and try to turn around. His hold on your waist tightens, stopping you.
“Steve, we are not doing this here. You can wait until we get home.”
You are suddenly pushed until your front is resting on the top of the washing machine, Steve covering his body with yours. He lets out a low growl in your ear. “This” he presses his bulge more firmly against your ass “is your fault. So, you’re going to help me with it.”
You turn your head to the side as he pushes your jeans over the curve of your ass. “Me? What the fuck did I do? I haven’t even really talked to you today. Been with Lindsey all day.”
He fastens his pace in removing his own jeans, only lowering them enough to free his aching cock. He lands a smack to your panty covered ass. “Exactly. Made me so hard watching you with the baby. Made me think what it’d be like if we had one. What you’d look like swelled with my kid. Knew I had to have you.”
You managed to push him back far enough to stand up straight and turn around to face him. “Steve, I’m not going to let you fuck me in my sister’s laundry room.” He launches at you, trapping your body between his and the washing machine. “It’s cute that you think you’re in charge. Now, I’m going to fuck a baby into you. And I can either do that here or I’ll take you out in the living room where everyone is and bend you over there.”
Fuck. These panties are officially fucked. Still, you have questions. “I thought you didn’t want kids, Steve? Plus I’m on the pill.”
His face turns soft for a second. He cups your cheek in his left hand. “I didn’t think I did. But seeing you with her today? Now that’s all I want, all I can think about. You with our baby. You’d be the best mother. And you’ll just stop taking your pill. Starting today. We’ll keep trying until it takes. Is this something you’re even still wanting?”
You grab onto his wrist and push your cheek against his palm. “Of course it is.” You turn back around and bend over the washer. You lower your panties to your knees and shake your ass in his direction. “Well? What are you waiting for? Fuck a baby into me, Steve.”
He growls and closes the distance between you. He grabs the base of his cock and rubs the tip through your dripping folds. “Don’t have time to stretch you out first, sweetheart. And I’m really worked up, so this will probably be quick.”
You push back against him, eager to get him inside you already. “Don’t care. Just please, fuck me Professor Rogers.” You knew that’d get him.
“Fuck.” Is the only warning you get before he buries himself in you to the hilt. He just gets his hand over your mouth before your moan escapes your throat.
He only gives you a second to adjust to his size before he starts a bruising pace. After a few thrusts, he removes his hand from your mouth and smacks your ass. He feels you clench around him. “Yeah? You like when your professor fucks you?”
You quickly nod your head. “Yeah. You fuck me so good. Need your cum. Need you to fill me up.”
Steve quickens his pace even more if that’s possible. He moves his left hand off your hip and moves it around you to find your clit. He presses quick circles against it. “Need you to cum first, sweetheart. Need to feel you squeeze me.”
You start pushing back to meet his thrusts. You can feel the coil inside you ready to snap. You just need a little something more.
Steve leans over you and starts pressing kisses up your spine, his pace never faltering. Once he reaches your shoulder, he bites down lightly. He moves his mouth next to your ear. “Come on, sweetheart. Cum for your professor. Then I’ll fill you up nice and full, get you pregnant. Cum for me, Y/N.”
You press your face into the crook of your elbow to muffle your scream as you cum undone on his cock. Your orgasm triggers his. He cums with a quiet shout as he fills you full of his spend, some of it leaking out around him. He gives a few more shallow thrusts before stopping and catching his breath.
He rubs his hands up and down your back. “You okay? I didn’t hurt you did I?”
You turn your head so you can look at him. “Mmm, i’m great.” You can’t help but let out a little giggle, feeling drunk on sex.
Steve smiles down at you and moves his hand until it’s resting on your lower stomach. “I hope it worked.” He slowly pulls out and watches as his cum starts leaking out of your pussy. He quickly scoops it up and pushes it back inside, causing a whimper to escape your lips. “Sorry, sweetheart. Can’t let any of it go to waste.”
Once he’s sure he’s got it all, he quickly pulls your panties back into place. He stands you up and turns you around to press a sweet kiss to your lips. “I love you so much, thank you for being mine.”
You give him a big smile. “I love you, too. And thank you for picking me.” You bend down to pull up your jeans, Steve mirroring your actions. Once you’re both redressed, you wrap your arms around his neck and press a firm kiss to his lips.
“Now, let’s hurry up and get home. Want you to fill me up again.” You give him a wink and turn to head out the door. “You coming?”
He smirks as he starts following you out. “Oh, I will be.”
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zukuist · 3 years
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𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐢𝐫 𝐟𝐚𝐯𝐨𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐞 𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐧𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐬𝐦𝐬
“just really random mannerisms they like about you”
my 1.5k special
fandom/s: 僕のヘロアカデミア // boku no hero academia [bnha]
includes: several characters
your name is shortened to y/n, gender neutral!
side note: lol i’ve been gone for 22 days 💀 so sorry for the wait guys! it was finals week during the first half of the month. but now that i’m done with the 9th grade, i can post more! there’ll be more to come later this week
thank you all for 1.5k !!
bakugō katsuki
— SPIN
when you do that cute little spin when you’re showing off your outfit for the day, especially before dates
he claims that he thinks it’s dumb, and that you should ‘knock it off’ or ‘quit fuckin’ spinning around like that’ but he actually thinks the opposite, believe it or not. he’ll still react like ‘🙄’ and smirk, like he’s going to make fun of you. however, if you look closely, that smirk of his is actually him smiling at you genuinely, and endearingly. i don’t think katsuki would be someone that would shower his s/o with presents constantly, especially with things like clothes (like.. you could just borrow his sweater, if you needed one) but! he finds himself buying you more clothes, just so you could sit him down, and do that little spin for him.
but, as to be expected of him, he’ll never outright admit that he finds it adorable. but maybe if you push the right buttons, the blond will admit it under his breath.
midoriya izuku
— GESTURING
when you start talking with your hands during conversations and debates.
usually, he’s the one that rambles, and you’re the listener. and though he’s very grateful that you’re his #1 listener, he also really enjoys returning the favor by listening to you too! especially when he gets to stare into those heavenly eyes of yours. but! how can he do that, if you’re the type to speak with your hands? there’s something about it that intrigues him to no end. izuku doesn’t point it out right away when he first notices, but he tends to stare at them like ‘👁👁👀👁👁’, not at all conscious of his own stare, and until someone, or something snaps him out of it. try not to tease him about it, he’s just so infatuated, it’s excruciating for everyone to witness.
he probably has this mannerism written somewhere in his notebook. it’s not at all creepy, but the fact that he thinks it’s important enough to be written in his notebook makes you happy.
todoroki shōto
— QUICK FIX
when you fix his hair, or appearance when he himself, doesn’t notice the disorganization
todoroki shōto is not a messy person. he’s organized, level-headed, and most of the time, he knows how to keep his appearance clean. but like everyone else, there’ll be that instance where he just.. doesn’t see it. and this is where you enter! he dislikes it a ton whenever people try to touch him, but when you do it, he really can’t find himself being angry about it, despite initially hating the idea of being touched without permission. if you’ll go out of your way to fix his appearance, he’ll be grateful! especially when you fix his hair, so his middle part is split nicely and perfectly.
of course, there are other things, like fixing his tie, and making sure that his collar is centered, and even smoothing down his eyebrows with your thumbs. sometimes, he’ll even mess up his appearance on purpose! he’s whipped.
kirishima eijirō
— SQUEAL
when you squeal whenever you’re surprised, and most especially when you see something you like and dislike
it actually does aid him a lot, in a weird sense. not sure if it’s because he finds these sounds helpful, or if he just finds those little squeals, and sounds of approval or disapproval adorable. it also helps him a lot, if you weren’t talkative in the first place. either way, it does help him navigate what you like or dislike. some may say it’s because it gives him an ego boost, or that eijirou gets a weird kick out of it, but it can’t be less genuine than this. whether if it would be a sound of adoration that escaped your lips when you received a post workout selfie, or if it would be a sound of disapproval when you feel the leftover hair gel in his scalp. either way, he finds it super adorable, 10/10.
but.. if you were to ask him, the faux red head would say that he liked your sounds of appreciation more than the ones of disapproval (duh). eijirou kirishima takes pride in making his s/o happy!
kaminari denki
— VICTORY DANCE
the victory dance you do whenever you accomplish, or win something
it’s actually quite iconic at this point. the first time denki witnessed it in person, he was elated, mesmerized. first of all, where did you get those moves? and second of all, do you know how attractive this actually is to him? at this point, he should pull out a camera every time you do your little ‘dancey dance’ because he would like to learn the dance itself. i don’t care if you think the moves are absurd or random, nah. absurd is out of the question, because denki will just admire you, as you danced cheerfully.
people will sometimes ask him “out of all of the things he could’ve found cute, he chose this?” and he’ll just be like “yep.” shamelessly.
shinsō hitoshi
— TOYING
when you start toying, or fiddling with his fingers out of nowhere
please, as if this man’s oblivious about his level of attractiveness. newsflash, he’s aware. he knows that some people like his hands, but in his honest opinion, hitoshi doesn’t know why. he doesn’t have a physical quirk, so he doesn’t need to rely on his hands 100% of the time. but that doesn’t mean that this habit of yours didn’t catch him by surprise. you even did it when you guys weren’t officially together so, he kind of just.. allowed you. so that’s how things are. you’d talk to someone, and your hands would reach to play with his fingers under the table, and when you were a bit nervous than usual, you’d do the same.
he didn’t have to ask you too much about this habit, raising a brow when you first did it, only to receive a sheepish look in return. either way, he finds this habit really cute, and he’ll even start offering you his hand.
amajiki tamaki
— GRASP
grasping onto his hand, especially when you’re anticipating something, or when you’re nervous
he’s usually the one that needed some form of encouragement, support, or comfort. it’s always been that way for him, and there’s a part of him that desperately wished that he just woke up with mirio’s personality. he wishes he could be stronger, and the timid soon-to-be hero wishes there was an instant remedy. which is why, tamaki loves this habit! yeah sure, it flustered him, reducing him to being beet red, and a stammering mess, but moving past the first touch, he adores it. i mean, he doesn’t know if there’s a way he could say it, without making it seem weird but.. it feels nice, knowing you’ll grab onto his hand for comfort.
it makes him feel.. strong. knowing that he’s the one that’s doing the comforting, and not the other way around like how it’s always been. even if not a lot of words are exchanged during these times.
monoma neito
— FOOT POP
when you go to give him a hug or a kiss, and your foot lifts off the ground
yeah, i’m kind of referencing the princess diaries here. but out of everything neito could find cute, this would be at the top. man didn’t notice it at first, because well.. he’s usually kissing you, too absorbed to even notice anything else. but when he realizes it when your foot pops at a little peck on the cheek, he’s proud, boastful like how he usually is. this habit is very dreamy to him, something straight out of a old romcom, or a fairytale. to him, a good kiss would also be defined by this habit. he’ll smirk, “ohoh, your foot did the foot pop! guess i’m that good” he wants to see more of this little habit (habit or not, he still wants to see it)
he’ll boast about this cute habit to everyone, especially when the chance to boast arises. “can you make your s/o’s foot pop?!” he’ll erupt in laughter, absolutely proud of himself despite everyone not really knowing what that even is
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s1st3r · 3 years
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How would the bad batch react to having a shy s/o?
Omigosh I squealed when I got this!!! I love these kind of asks! Thank you!!! I spent so long writing this, I haven't proof read it. 😬
Bad Batch Reacting to Shy Significant Other (s/o)
Tech
I feel like it's fanon that flirting goes right over Tech's head even when it's explicitly like "hey tech you're hot". And honestly, I see it. So with that in mind, it takes an even longer spell of mutual pining than usual before feelings are confessed and relationship is established. But to save you from that 100K word torture, we'll go for an established relationship here.
Tech finds his s/o's shy nature a really nice contrast to his loud abrasive brothers. It's honestly like a breath of fresh air to him. When he wants peace and quite, he always goes to his s/o.
Having said that, his s/o is also a fantastic listener, so sometimes he'll run up to them super excited and giddy with information. Unlike his brothers, his s/o has the time to listen.
Having a shy s/o also helps Tech develop much better social skills. He gets so much better at reading body language since sometimes his s/o is either too shy or too content to listen to his voice to interrupt him when they're tired or sick.
He doesn't really dot over his s/o but Tech definitely loves to just be in their presence.
The only time his s/o is really loud is when they're super proud. Tech will build something in record time that saves the team and his s/o would be like "YEAH! THAT'S MY MAN!" and plant a phat kiss on his lips in front of all his brothers. Both Tech and s/o immediately go silent and wide eyed as the adrenaline fades and his s/o realises they have an audience. Tech's face would glow a gorgeous red while his s/o smiles shyly at everyone as they laugh at their enthusiasm.
Hunter
Again with Hunter, and really all the boys I reckon, his s/o's shyness is a really sweet relief from the high volume he deals with on a regular basis.
What Hunter loves about his s/o, is they often express their love through just helping out and doing anything they can to make Hunter's job a little easier. There's a wordless exchange of just Hunter and his s/o looking after each other and loving each other through acts and service. Kind of like an "actions speak louder then words thing".
His s/o’s not quite so bold as to explicitly say how much they love him, and they're not always confident enough to initiate any physical affection, but Hunter knows. He knows what it means and it does not go unappreciated.
S/o's shy nature also seems to draw Omega's curiosity. Over time, it's actually Meg who ends up bringing Hunter's s/o out of their shell a little more which he finds so sweet. He loves that those two get along so well.
I think Hunter would also be a lot more protective over a shy s/o as well. He would also very quickly learn to be more gentle.
The moments in between chaotic missions when his s/o just plays with his hair gives Hunter life.
Wrecker
OH MY GOODNESS! He's Like So GeNtLe???
Sometimes he might tease his s/o a little "awww you're not gonna go all shy on me again are ya?!!". But he honestly thinks it's so cute.
Wrecker is a pretty giving guy, so I feel like he would always be showering his s/o with compliments but just never expecting them back.
Until one day his s/o does compliment him back and he just lights up and lets out a hoot of laughter as he picks them off their feet and squeezes them in a tight hug which makes his s/o giggle.
I kind of see him being as gentle with his s/o as he is with Omega.
He's always so encouraging. Whether his s/o wants to try new things like going out dancing or just stay in the Marauder and have a snuggled up holovid night, Wrecker is always onboard.
Now, usually Wrecker is quite loud but, whenever his s/o talks, he just goes so quiet. He loves the sound of his s/o's voice and doesn't want to miss it.
He also loves cuddles. Sometimes his s/o is too shy to ask, but when they just stand in front of his bunk silently, he knows it's a silent request for cuddles. He'll scoop them up and wrap them with love.
Echo
I think being the only reg in the bad batch would make Echo feel kind of lonely sometimes. He's different from the regs but also from tbb. So with that in mind, I think Echo would find great comfort and companionship in a s/o.
His shy s/o is such a good listener and becomes his confidant.
Echo's character has also given me shy vibes from time to time so I feel like there might be some similarities of character?
I think Echo is also quite good at reading people and emotion so often he just knows when his s/o is sad/tired/sick/etc. which is good since his s/o is sometimes too shy to divert any attention to themselves.
Echo often seems to put on a bit of a tough guy persona to fit in with the bad batch, but with his s/o, that all fades away. His s/o's genuine attitude encourages him to be himself again. Sometimes he'll act similar to how he was before the citadel.
He speaks softer and seems happier with his s/o.
I think both Echo and his s/o would also be quite reserved and shy with physical affection. Their relationship is probably predominately emotional. But every now and then, they share little kisses on the cheeks or a peck on the lips. And honestly? Echo couldn't ask for anything better.
Crosshair
Crosshair has always been more of an introvert, so being in a relationship was never going to be a smooth transition. I think at first Crosshair would find his s/o's shyness annoying. But their gentle demeanor would grow on him over time. (This is before they were together).
Eventually he'd find himself spending more and more time with his s/o, enjoying being in their presence as he writes reports or cleans his blaster. And before he knows it he's got this (kinda nice feeling?) weird feeling in his stomach and actually even stumbled over his words once when speaking to them.
Once they finally get together, I feel like (similar to Hunter) he would be super protective of his s/o too.
Crosshair also isn't much for words, so when he wants his s/o's attention he'll kind of like h o v e r . Which his s/o finds so cute.
Eventually though, he'll run out of patience if his s/o doesn't respond so he'll just start getting really snuggly and touchy until his s/o finally caves and gives him attention.
His expressions and voice are always softer towards his s/o. His brothers notice but know better than to bring it up.
~ Sister
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shingia · 3 years
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hopefullyy this inspires u to write,,, can i request hc's of the boys getting jealous seeing their s/o work well with another person on a team/club? like good chemistry with a dance partner for example! (u can choose who u write but can it include iwa!!) <33
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✗ HQ BOYS GETTING JEALOUS SEEING YOU WORK WELL WITH ANOTHER PERSON ✗
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a/n : kdjfkdjdkdj i love this request omg ty ! i did half hc/half scenarios bc i thought the request fitted this format <3
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-> iwaizumi, osamu, kuroo, suna, tsukishima
-> warnings : kuroo’s a bit suggestive (tbh i don’t know about the rest. it’s just... kinda hot? (tsukki’s only fluff tho<3))
-> reblogs are >>>>
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— IWAIZUMI
• iwa’s jealousy was practically non existent until he actually saw you interact with your partner
• don’t get me wrong, he absolutely loves your smile - but he especially loves to be the one who caused it
• he tends to get physically very protective of you, so expect his arm to stay wrapped around your shoulders most of the time. because to him it’s the easiest way to show the world (but especially your partner) that you’re his
• he also not-so-subtly offers you to wear his clothes on days when you have practice. and he secretly hopes that someone will ask you who they belong to...
« it’s cold outside. you should wear this ». iwa’s low and unannounced voice makes you turn around in surprise. leaned against the bathroom’s doorframe, he’s holding your favorite jacket in his hand - the one with his name written on the back, and you suspect that this might not be a coincidence... with a chuckle, you agree to put it on, noticing the proud spark in his eyes. « you know, i’m pretty sure everyone already knows i’m dating you » you tease him with a wink, all while also admiring the way his name takes up the whole width of your back. « oh yeah ? » he asks, a smirk tugging at his lips as he leans forward to rest his hands on the sink behind you. trapped between his outstretched arms, you watch his smirk grow just a little bit bigger as he lets out, very quietly, « well this is just a reminder... it better be the last ». his green eyes locked with yours could almost make you forget about his arm snaking around your waist at a painfully slow pace. almost.
— OSAMU
• look, he’s very happy for you. no doubt about it. but he’s so used to see people fawn over his brother that he can’t help but get a little protective from time to time
• since gifts are his #1 love language, he might buy you a workout-friendly piece of jewelry that you can wear during your practice
• he also insists on dropping you off and picking you up as often as his busy schedule allows it. especially since he learned that your partner was willing to give you a ride home...
• it’s not that he doesn’t trust you, obviously. he just doesn’t trust them yet
• and that’s why his kisses - and pda in general - are a bit more « intense » than usual
leg bouncing up and down, osamu is (very) anxiously for your conversation with your teammate to end. because after watching the entirety of your practice, he needs a little reminder that you two also have incredible chemistry together... a better one, even. so as soon as he sees you wave your teammate goodbye, he stands up straight, arms open just wide enough to welcome you against his chest. but instead of the chaste kiss you expected to get, you’re actually greeted by his left hand grabbing your sides while his right meets your lower back. disconcerted, you don’t even have time to say a word that his mouth crashes onto yours so eagerly that you have to lean back a few inches. « wh-what was that for ? » you pant as soon as his warm lips have left yours. « nothing. i love ya, that’s all » he smiles innocently, glad that you didn’t notice the cocky look he just gave your teammate who witnessed everything from afar... exactly as planned.
— KUROO
• passive agressive™️
• he would insist on properly meeting your partner but oh god they better brace themselves,,,
• because kuroo’s the kind of boyfriend that will shake their hand hard enough to make them yelp, all while having an angelic smile plastered on his face
• oh and you can forget being called by your name : he’s going to demonstrate the entire variety of nicknames he has for you. he might even come up with new ones just because he’s feeling « inspired »
• every single thing he says to your partner has to be a reminder that you two are dating. like « oh yeah they told me about this yesterday.. during our date ». just to make sure that there’s no misunderstanding.
« well... speak of the devil », kuroo hears you chuckle, your voice almost drowned out by his heavy breathing. he’s obviously planing on apologizing for being late... but not now. there’s something he wants to do first. still very aware of your partner’s presence right in front of you, he decides to securely yet eagerly wrap his arms around your waist before spinning you around proudly. « so... you guys were talking about me ? » he asks, glad to know that he’s the reason behind your giggles. « we were, actually » you answer a bit more seriously as he finally puts you down, still keeping both his hands on your waist. « well, i am your boyfriend after all... » he starts, interrupting himself to place a loud peck on your jawline. the only thing you can think is about is how awful this situation must be for your partner... kuroo, on the other hand, doesn’t seem bothered at all, as shown by the way one of his hands discreetly makes its way under the fabric of your t-shirt to rest directly on your skin. « hands off, kuroo » you order him with a slap on the back of his hand. an offended gasp leaves his lips, yet he complies reluctantly, thinking that your partner probably already knows everything that needs to be known about him.
— SUNA
• he doesn’t really mind it... as long as you’re willing to cuddle once you get back from practice. if you’re not, then he’s gonna start to worry
• because cuddling is probably his favorite ‘boyfriend privilege’ and he doesn’t want it to be taken away from him
• his schedule is pretty tight so he might not be able to attend any of your practices, but he asks you to record it as much as you possibly can so that he can watch the videos with you afterwards
• and seeing how smoothly you and your partner move together definitely doesn’t help with his worrying
it’s been thirty minutes now, and suna’s still not done watching the videos you took today. he loves to share these moments with you, snuggled up against each other the bed ; but most importantly, he has someone to keep his eye on... « babe- are you 100% sure that this was part of the choreography? » he suddenly speaks up, his eyes leaving the screen for the first time. you quirk a curious eyebrow, more surprised by his unusually suspicious tone rather than by the question itself. « oh, the hand on my waist ? yes, rin. it was ». at your words, his lips press into a thin line, he’s obviously far from being convinced. but you know your boyfriend well and you’re quick to reassure him : « you know, his hand might have been on my waist but you’re the one laying in my bed right now ». the frown on his face disappears almost immediately - much faster than you would’ve thought, replaced by a much more confident expression as his hands start to gently stroke your sides up and down. « mmh, i guess you’re right.... i mean, at the end of the day, only i get to have ‘all of this’ for myself » he smirks, playfully eyeing you up and down until he can’t resist the temptation of your slightly parted lips anymore.
— TSUKISHIMA
• tsukki’s not jealous, he’s just... well.. cautious. or at least that’s what he tells you
• but, deep down, he knows that simple cautiousness wouldn’t make spend his days and nights stressing about this new partner of yours...
• so, after a few weeks, his impassible facade starts to crumble a little bit. nothing too extreme, but just enough to let your partner know that you’re taken.
• and he knows he doesn’t need to do much : one of his signature scornful looks is more than enough. especially when he’s staring at your partner dead in the eyes while you’re greeting him with a hug and a kiss after your practice
« tsukishima kei, i’m waiting for an explanation ». with a sigh, your boyfriend drops his book on the table, turning his chair around to face you. « i don’t have one, i already told you. you told me to introduce myself, and i did. end of story ». you both know that tsukki did not just ‘introduce himself’ like any other human being would have done. and that’s precisely what you’re trying to make him admit - because your partner looked genuinely scared during practice today. « wha- no, i didn’t look down on him. it’s not my fault he’s so short... » he mumbles under his breath, trying his best to avoid any eye contact with you. but you know that only a slight tilt of his chin upwards is enough to make his eyes lock with yours - and that this is enough to have him admit anything. « you’re jealous, kei. and it’s painfully obvious by the way... » you smirk - but this smirk disappears in a split second as he slowly gets up from his chair, towering over you like he usually does. « ok, maybe i am. but i just wanted to make sure that he knew his place. and especially mine » he finally admits, his lips spreading in a scornful smirk that would be terrifying if his eyes weren’t filled with the infinite tenderness he has always felt for you.
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krappykawa · 4 years
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fake dating headcanons with atsumu, oikawa, and kuroo
ANON ASKED: “hi i really like your writing 🥺🥺 could i request fake dating with atsumu, oikawa, and kuroo? like they told their teams that they have a girlfriend but they dont lmao so they ask one of their classmates to pretend to be their gf so the team can meet her? and they end up falling for her along the way :)) i look forward to reading more of ur works!! 💖”
atsumu x f!reader, oikawa x f!reader, kuroo x f!reader
genre. fluff
warnings. language
word count. 6.3k
note. DAMN this one got away from me ... 6.3k words for a headcanon post ...... sorry anon i’m not sure if you wanted a long post but i mean, here we are lol 
note 2. had to repost because something was up with the tags lol i hope it works fine this time
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ATSUMU.
- the team has a favorite twin and it’s osamu, we all know it
- one day after practice, the team finds out that one of the first-years managed to get a girlfriend
- most of the inarizaki vb team is single at that point in time so it starts a conversation about relationships
- somewhere in the conversation, aran says, “osamu, man. I can’t believe ya haven’t gotten a girlfriend yet. yer easily one of the best-looking people in the school.”
- osamu just shrugs, but atsumu’s like “huh??”
- “hey ‘samu and i have the same face. don’t cha mean that we’re some of the best-looking people in the school??”
- the guys in the locker room exchange glances
- aran‘s like “look, atsumu. don’t blow up on me or anything, but most girls don’t really want to date you.” (keep in mind that aran’s strictly speaking about the girls that aren’t a part of the miya twins fan club)
- “and why the hell not?”
- at this point, aran’s looking at literally everyone in the room and pleading with his eyes for help because he doesn’t want to start a fight with atsumu
- suna takes pity on aran and says, “hate to break it you, miya, but girls don’t want to date a guy who’s a massive asshole”
- now, atsumu could care less if the entire goddamn world thinks he’s an asshole, but it rubs him the wrong way that his teammates think that osamu’s a better catch than he is
- sibling rivalry pride or whatever
- so atsumu goes “i think my girlfriend would disagree because oh will ya look at that, she’s dating me!”
- he was most definitely not dating anyone
- osamu raises an eyebrow at him because to his knowledge, atsumu didn’t have a girlfriend
- “since when did you have a girlfriend?”
- osamu looks at atsumu with knowing eyes and smirks. “yeah sumu, who’s this girlfriend of yours? I don’t think i’ve met her yet.”
- atsumu knows he’s gotten himself in some deep shit
- but still he’s still full of pride, so he says, “i’ll bring her by to practice tomorrow.”
- now miya atsumu has a dilemma because there are some things he just shouldn’t lie about (because now he’ll never live it down if he can’t figure out a way to get himself out of this one)
- atsumu knows that he’s got that fanclub that would probably be more than willing to date him, but the thought of being in their presence for longer than two seconds makes his skin crawl because he doesn’t think he could handle the excessive screaming
- so that night he decides to go to the bakery down the street that he frequents because they have some of the best macarons in town
- you’re one of the bakers at that bakery that works the shift when he usually comes in for his weekly macarons so you two are acquainted
- you also go to inarizaki, so you hear the rumors that circulate around atsumu, but you don’t really pay much attention to them because he’s not that bad whenever he comes into the bakery
- like sometimes if he tries to only order 2 macarons but notices that there are only 5 macarons left, he’ll buy them all just to make your life easier
- when he comes in that day, he has this troubled look on his face. “hey y/n. can i just have my usual? oh and an iced matcha.”
- you like to keep tabs on your regulars and what they order, so when he orders an iced matcha, you know that something’s probably up (he never orders drinks from there because he said that his brother would kill him if he didn’t bring him home a drink too and having to carry the two drinks up to their apartment is hassle enough)
- you’re in the middle of making his drink when you decide to ask him what’s up “everything alright?”
- it’s almost time to close up and you two are the only two left so you figured you had time for small talk
- “i may have outright lied to my team about havin’ a girlfriend.”
- “you don’t?” that surprises you because so many girls at your school have a crush on the miya twins (you would know because your best friend is practically in love with osamu)
- when atsumu shakes his head dejectedly, you don’t quite understand what he’s so down for
- “you do know that there are like 50 girls that are practically lining up to date you right?”
- “yeah, but they’d expect a real relationship and i’m no good at those.”
- “why not?”
- “i’m too argumentative, let's just say, plus i’ve been told that i kinda come off as an asshole.”
- “and volleyball right?” you would know since he always comes into the bakery after a practice and he looks like he’s both dead and alive
- when you hand him his matcha and packet of macarons, he pauses
- “listen, don’t take this the wrong way but yer single right?”
- you almost smile to yourself because wow for a guy so attractive, his way with words isn’t great
- “i am.”
- he stands there for a good 20 seconds just looking at you with that look in his eyes that tells you that he’s trying to ask you something but he doesn’t know how to do it
- “you want me to act as your fake girlfriend don’t you?”
- cue atsumu chuckle @%EUTYDJBCJWER)*&# hhhhfs
- “ya know, i’m kinda seein’ why i get called an asshole all the time. it doesn’t sound as great when ya’ say it like that.”
- you agree to pretend to be his girlfriend, but on the condition that your best friend will be able to tag along if osamu’s gonna be there
- and that’s the start of it
- you visit his practice the next day before work and his team looks at you in surprise because they were 100% sure that having a girlfriend was just another one of atsumu’s lies
- they all kinda stare at you a little extra too because you’re really pretty
- “aye, get yer asses back to volleyball and stop starin’ at my girl like that.”
- you know it’s all fake, but him saying that kinda makes you blush anyways
- when you first agreed to fake dating him, you weren’t expecting that you’d have to spend too much time with him (he did tell you that he wasn’t looking for a real relationship) but that changes because osamu’s insistent that atsumu should at least try to be a good boyfriend and eat lunch with you and stuff
- you’re both aware that osamu doesn’t buy your little arrangement one bit
- atsumu’s got this raging pride when it comes to his twin brother, so he actually listens because now he’s made it his personal mission to convince osamu that you and him are actually dating
- it takes a while for you two to get into the hang of it, but once you do, it’s like a regular routine
- you and your best friend eat lunch with the twins (you and atsumu both watch as your best friend fumbles her way into talking with osamu), you drop by before work to give atsumu a kiss on the cheek before practice, he drops by the bakery after practice nearly everyday, and you come to his games while wearing a jersey that he lent you
- his teammates like you a lot and tease atsumu all the time because they claim that you’re way too good for him
- surprisingly, he always gets a little protective when they say things like that and always slips an arm around your waist
- one day when you’re over at his apartment, you help atsumu learn how to make macarons (with some help from osamu)
- it takes a while because he would get mad at the macarons when they would come out in weird shapes
- “stupid macarons! they got it out for me i’m tellin’ ya! they’re being like that on purpose!”
- LITERALLY A CHILD
- you learn to like that about him though
- dates with him are usually on the weekends (you both drag osamu and your best friend out with you) and it’s always something fun that osamu suggests because atsumu wasn’t joking when he said he sucks at real relationships
- most of these dates consist of holding hands as you walk around the streets until osamu sees a restaurant he wants to try out
- he always insists on feeding you at least once in your meal
- he also loves doing the walrus-chopsticks face?? (he only started doing it because he liked hearing you laugh)
- as time passes, you two start going on dates without osamu and your best friend (atsumu always claims that it’s because he wants to show osamu up, but you start to notice that osamu doesn’t even find out about these dates most of the time)
- you secretly like these dates better than those with osamu and your best friend because atsumu feels more at ease and will develop a softer tone around you during these dates
- eventually, he starts to always greet you with a forehead kiss whenever you’re in public (you’re not sure if he does it just because his brother is watching, or if maybe he might be starting to like you)
- you try to make your brain forget that most of the time, he kisses your forehead before osamu even walks in
- one day after practice, you’re waiting for him because you didn’t have a shift at the bakery that day
- he walks out of the club room looking mildly pissed and you’re a little wary
- but then he gets to where you’re standing and just pulls your waist towards him and full on kisses you
- mind you, this is your first kiss on the lips with him
- it’s not a quick peck either, like you can hear the wolf whistles from his teammates in the back and you’re left breathing hard and flushed pink afterwards
- damn if that’s what his kisses are like, you suddenly wish he’d do it more often
- “what was that for?”
- “nothin’”
- sometime in the future you find out that he did that because his teammates were once again talking about your relationship and one of them joked that atsumu paid you to pretend to be his girlfriend
- he knew that what you had wasn’t necessarily real, but he just had the urge to kiss you then (he swears to you that he doesn’t know why)
- he does know why. it was because it was starting to slip his mind that your relationship was fake and the reminder made him a little mad at himself
- he realizes that maybe he’s fallen in love with you when osamu brings it up
- atsumu had asked for osamu’s help because he wanted to surprise you by making you mochis for your upcoming four month anniversary of being his fake girlfriend (typing this out was so funny, this man is so whipped he doesn’t know it)
- “ya know, when i first met y/n, i was sure that it was all fake and that you’d slip up about it one day. i guess i was wrong.”
- atsumu doesn’t say anything to that because in his head he’s trying to convince himself that “no. this is all still fake.” but it’s hard to convince himself of that when his hands are covered in the rice flower that he’s using to make your favorite dessert for your four months of faking being together
- he tries not to think about what osamu said when he gives you the gifts later that night
- he tries not to think about it when he gets that funny feeling that he’s been feeling for a while now when he sees the way you light up upon opening the box of mochis
- he most definitely tries not to think about it when you accidentally give him your second kiss of the relationship because you were caught up in the spur of the moment
- it’s on the way home back to his apartment that night that he realizes he’s fucked
- because good god he’s fallen for you
- he tries to break it off after that
- you’re confused at how sudden it is, but you let him break it off because at that point you’re already in love with him and are still too scared to say it because you keep remembering how he always said that he didn’t want a real relationship
- IDIOTS IN LOVE YOU'RE BOTH SO .
- he tries to go back to normal after that
- but for the love of everything he just . can’t
- his eyes always linger a little too long on the door right before practice because you would always come see him before going to work
- his feet would instinctively move in the direction of the bakery after practices until he realizes what he’s doing and forces himself to go home
- his eyes would scan for your figure wearing his jersey during games until he remembers that you probably weren’t there and that you most definitely wouldn’t be wearing his jersey
- he wants to kick himself because the reason he asked you to be his fake girlfriend in the first place was because he didn’t want a real relationship
- yet here he was. wallowing because if there’s anything more he wants, it’s a real relationship with you
- osamu gets fed up with him eventually
- “take yer ass to the bakery right after practice. i’m not letting you into the apartment until you see her.”
- and surprisingly, he actually listens to his twin brother
- he walks into the bakery for the first time in a while and says “hey y/n. can i just have my usual? oh and an iced matcha.”
- you look up at him then because you vividly remember that night. how could you not?
- you’re in the middle of making his drink when you decide to ask him what’s up “everything alright?”
- “i may have outright lied to myself about loving you.”
- you nearly drop the drink in your hands
- “‘tsumu? what are you on about?”
- “i know i said that i’m no good at real relationships. but i’ve found that i want to learn to be good.”
- a pause
- “i want to learn with ya.”
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OIKAWA.
- this poor boy is always the butt of the jokes that come from his team
- seriously though. it’s always “tease oikawa day” (he teases them back so it’s all good)
- but one day, they’re all in the locker room when hanamaki brings up this girl that he’s planning on asking out because he’s not sure how to do it
- oikawa, being the little shit that he is, goes “step one, makki. have my face. step two, have my amazing personality. step three, ask her out.”
- he barely ducks in time to miss the shoe that comes flying towards his head
- “makki! such unbecoming behavior! my advice is perfect!”
- matsukawa snorts and says “perfect advice my ass. you can’t even get anyone to like you. let alone go out with you, crappykawa.”
- “don’t spread lies, mattsun.” oikawa clicks his tongue like a mother scolding his child. “or do you seem to forget the dozens of confessions i get on the daily along with the girls that you three complain about all the time because ugh shittykawa’s gonna make us late if he keeps talking to them” (he’s so dramatic lol he says that last part in this weird, whiny voice)
- iwaizumi scoffs. “doesn’t count when you reject every single one.”
- “i do not!”
- “right. right. as if you don’t make them cry because you’re so nice about rejecting them too.” (oikawa frowns at that one because he doesn’t mean to make them cry)
- “yeah, shittykawa, you’re pretty bad at love in general. i’d die before listening to your advice.” (this one is from matsukawa)
- “there’s also the fact that the girlfriend’s you did have all broke up with you because you would rather cuddle with a volleyball than cuddle with them.” (this one is from hanamaki)
- oikawa scowls at them “i don’t cuddle my volleyball.”
- “sure you don’t. just like you most definitely don’t have a name for it either.”
- “leave iwa-chan the second out of this!” (he drew an angry face on his volleyball too because he claims it looks like iwaizumi)
- iwaizumi groans. “i hate you. so so much.”
- at this point, oikawa knows they’re right, but he’s also really prideful. “and besides. i would suggest taking my advice because i got a girlfriend just today!”
- he most definitely did not
- “sure you did. hey mattsun, i bet a week tops until she breaks up with him.”
- “nah i’ll bet five days.”
- after practice, oikawa came up with a plan for the next day to get himself out of the hole he dug for himself
- he usually got confessions before school, so he told iwaizumi that he was going to school early to practice and instead waited for a girl to confess to him
- but the moment he saw this second-year walk up to him with a little box, he knew he wouldn’t be able to do it
- he couldn’t do that to this innocent girl
- and he tries to say yes to her. he really does.
- but he can practically hear his older sister’s voice yelling at him about how “even when you get popular and get confessions from people left and right, i don’t want you leading anyone on. you only accept a confession if you actually like them.”
- he’s probably more scared of his sister than he is of his own mother, so he says no to that second-year, even when she starts to frown and walk away
- he’s leaning against the gym and rubbing the bridge of his nose when he hears you
- “everything alright?”
- you two were pretty close because he found out that you had a crush on iwaizumi in your second year and tried to set you two up (it didn’t work because he’s pretty bad at being a wingman)
- even when iwaizumi rejected you, oikawa had already grown to like your presence, so you two stayed friends despite how his best friend broke your heart
- “y/n-chan! what are you doing here so early?”
- “just returning a book to the library before the librarian knocks down my door and kicks my ass for having an overdue library book. what are you doing here so early?”
- “would you believe me if i said that i was practicing volleyball?”
- you look him up and down, and the smell of fresh cologne reaches your nostrils. his uniform is neatly put together.
- “looking like that? no, no i would not.”
- “well, what would you believe?”
- “i don’t know .. the truth maybe?”
- “the truth is embarrassing and is defamation to my good name.” that makes you raise your brow at him.
- “okay now i only want to hear the truth. i will not accept anything but the truth. now tell me, what kind of embarrassment have you proved yourself to be this morning?”
- “so mean, y/n-chan! now i see why you so very adored our precious iwa-chan.”
- you groan because you don’t want to remember that rejection. “oh just hurry up and embarrass yourself instead of embarrassing me.”
- “but it’s quite embarrassing.”
- “come on, spit it out.”
- “i may or may not have told iwa-chan, makki, and mattsun that i have a girlfriend when i don’t have one.”
- you look at him like he’s the dumbest person you’ve ever met, because at that moment, you really believed that he was. “couldn’t you just … i don’t know … accept one of your many, many confessions?”
- oikawa tells you about his fear of his sister and the second-year that just confessed to him
- you find yourself admiring his sister because she’s probably the one person on this planet that can humble oikawa tooru (the next person to be able to do so will be you, but you don’t know that yet)
- after hearing his explanation you get an idea. “can’t you ask someone to fake being in a relationship with you? you know, so you don’t get the angry sister devil/angel thing on your shoulder?” (LOL if you don’t get what the angel/devil thing that i’m talking about is, it’s like when you have an imaginary angel and a devil that sits on your shoulders and criticizes every choice you make)
- “are you offering, y/n?” he has that shit-eating grin on his face again, so you know he’s mostly joking
- “hmm, i don’t know. i think you’ll have to formally ask me to be your fake girlfriend. it’s only polite after all.”
- oikawa blinks for a second because he didn’t actually think you were serious. “what?”
- “are you going to ask me to be your fake girlfriend or not? maybe throw in a flower and i’ll say yes.”
- oh. oh.
- well, he wasn’t going to let what might be his only opportunity to get someone to fake date him pass by
- he looks around and sees a small flower on the ground and picks it
- he takes both your hands and puts the flower in one of them before saying, “y/n-chan will you, take me, oikawa tooru, as your loving pretend boyfriend, and save me from irrevocable embarrassment?”
- you laugh in his face because he’s trying so hard not to laugh through his “proposal.”
- “minus points for not getting on one knee but i guess i do.”
- you mainly did it because you may have already gotten rejected by iwaizumi, but you did like the possibility of being friends with him, and fake dating oikawa would probably let you do that
- you also kind of felt bad for oikawa, knowing that he wasn’t exaggerating how embarrassing it would be if his teammates found out he was lying
- when you and oikawa walk up to the seijoh third-years while holding hands, makki and mattsun are jostling each other while iwaizumi looks mildly surprised
- “see matsun! pay up!”
- oikawa and you both look in surprise as mattsun reluctantly shoves a few bills into makki’s awaiting hand
- oikawa’s looking between them both. “what bet did you use me for this time?”
- “i bet mattsun that you and y/n secretly liked each other.”
- blink blink
- iwaizumi sees the mildly awkward situation brewing so he says, “anyways, y/n if you ever get tired of this dumbass, you’re more than welcome into our group. we’ll just kick oikawa out.”
- after that, you and oikawa fall into a dating routine easily (you have a pretty busy schedule too so both you and oikawa understand each other schedules well)
- usually this is where oikawa’s relationships fail. he spends so much time with volleyball and the team that he doesn’t really spend time with his significant others
- it’s different with you though. maybe it’s the fact that the stakes aren’t so high because it’s only a fake relationship after all, or maybe it’s because unlike his past significant others, you don’t mind spending most of your time and “dates” with the other seijoh third-years, or maybe it’s because he remembers that locker room conversation and he wants to prove to makki, mattsun, and iwaizumi that he can be a good boyfriend (even if it’s a good fake boyfriend)
- dates with oikawa are usually laid-back because he’s tired from practice (so like walks in the park, getting ice cream, or study dates where you don’t get much done because you spend most of it just laughing and cooking in his kitchen)
- you find that he’s secretly a decent cook (the only thing keeping from saying that he’s a good cook is because he can’t cut vegetables for his life, and he also managed to accidently burn the onions you were trying to caramelize).
- neither of you acknowledge the fact that since nobody’s there to see those dates, you two technically don’t have to go on them since it’s only a fake relationship
- oh and takeru LOVES you
- seriously. he thinks you’re probably the coolest person ever (he tells you one day that he thinks you’re even cooler than oikawa and oikawa is a pouting mess the rest of your day. you can only pull him out of his slump when you jump on his back and force him to run to the bakery and buy milk bread)
- sometimes you’ll come with oikawa when he needs to watch takeru
- as takeru teaches you how to receive a volleyball, oikawa will watch you two with a little smile on his face (this loser is so whipped like man people passing by reminisce on how they were young and in love once because oikawa looks at you like that. oikawa doesn’t notice that he’s doing it though.)
- you sometimes spend time at his house with iwaizumi or on select days just by yourself (mostly for study dates or for watching weird sci-fi movies that oikawa seems to love)
- since you’re at his house so often, oikawa’s mother takes a liking to you because “you finally got her boy to care about something that isn’t volleyball.”
- it’s when oikawa groans a “moooom” in response that you start to feel those pesky butterflies
- oikawa will run up to you after games and just hold you tightly (he tells himself that it’s because his fan club and the team are watching, but really it’s because he can’t thank you enough for being there because he just plays better when you’re watching)
- my god, dUDE . he has no idea that he loves you like . MAN .
- mattsun, makki, and iwaizumi always tease oikawa about how you’re so much cooler than him
- oikawa whines to you and says, “y/n-channn they’re being mean again!”
- “what do you want me to do about it?”
- oikawa pouts like the baby he is and says, “kiss,” while pointing to his cheek. you give in and a round of groans comes from mattsun and makki. oikawa looks so smug and those pesky stomach feelings come back. iwaizumi is smiling to himself.
- speaking of iwaizumi
- you two become best friends after he finds you looking dejected as you wait for oikawa to get out of practice. you confided with him about how your relationship was all pretend. you might have also told him that you may be teensy bit in love with his captain
- iwaizumi tells you that, “there are some things you just ... can’t fake. the way that shithead looks at you is one of them. trust me.”
- he also tells you that his suspicion that you and oikawa had this weird spark was what kept him from ever reciprocating your feelings and why he rejected you (oikawa literally tried being your wingman before by texting iwaizumi things like “did you see how pretty y/n was today? don’t you think she was pretty?” and “iwa-chan! y/n is so funny and that’s coming from me, so she really is funny! i think maybe you should talk to her to see what i’m talking about (≧◡≦)”)
- at this point everyone knows that you’re in love with oikawa for real (except for oikawa himself)
- everyone also knows that oikawa’s fallen for you (except for oikawa himself, and you because you refuse to believe it)
- the moment he realizes he’s in love with you is on another one of those dates that you both know you don’t have to have but still choose to have anyway
- you’re making milk bread and he’s helping to measure the ingredients when he turns around to see you covered in flour and he just kinda stops
- and he realizes
- like yeah he’s been getting that small tugging feeling with you a lot over these past few months
- but now he finally realizes it’s because he’s in love with you
- he’s staring for a long time and for a second you think he’s going to make fun of your flour-coated self, but he’s staring at you with that look and you’re confused
- “everything okay? is there something wrong? did you mess up the measurements?”
- then an idea hits him
- “something’s wrong. it’s kind of embarassing though.”
- “what is it?”
- “no but it’s really embarrassing.”
- “what .. what is it?”
- cue cheeky little grin. “i think i might’ve fallen in love with my fake girlfriend. i don’t have another flower to ask her out though. i hope she doesn’t say no.”
- you kiss him for the first time then and take pride in the fact that you get him covered in flour in the process
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KUROO.
- it happened the second day that you were at the tokyo training camp
- kuroo was with bokuto and a few of the karasuno first-years when bokuto started telling the first-years that kuroo had a girlfriend because he saw kuroo helping you carry your bags the day before (listen . this man is like . clueless when it comes to emotions sometimes i’msosorry)
- kuroo got this confused look on his face because he thought he would remember getting a girlfriend. “i do?”
- “don’t you? remember the girl you were holding hands with yesterday?”
- this was all some big misunderstanding
- so basically what happened was this: you’re shinzen’s team manager and you were tasked with carrying bags of equipment to the training center. kuroo was waiting for kenma to finish talking with lev (more like trying to avoid though lmao) and noticed that you were struggling so he came over to help
- kuroo figured that bokuto must’ve seen him holding the bags for you and assumed that something must’ve been going on (or maybe he looked over for the split second when kuroo held your hand in order to transfer the bags to his hand)
- he was about to clear things up when lo and behold, you walked into the gym
- “kuroo look! it’s your girlfriend! hey, come join us!”
- bless bokuto’s soul. bless that poor, oblivious soul.
- you walked up to them and looked at kuroo like “what??”
- you remembered him from the day before, but you didn’t remember ever agreeing to being his girlfriend of any sort
- he smiled apologetically at you and asked to talk to you on the side
- “what’s going on? why did he call me your .. girlfriend?”
- “look i’m sorry, bo’s a little … i don’t know. he saw me carrying your bags yesterday and assumed. i’ll clear things up, don’t worry.”
- when you two headed back to where bokuto is standing, it was obvious that kuroo’s smooth-sailing explanation wasn’t happening anytime soon
- because lev was there, and so was yaku
- “KUROO-SENPAI? THIS IS YOUR GIRLFRIEND? SHE’S VERY PRETTY SENPAI!” (bless lev’s soul too. another part of the extremely oblivious club.)
- yaku took no hesitation in teasing kuroo. “since when does kuroo ever get any girl to like him? this is new. no offense, of course.”
- kuroo tried clearing up the air by saying, “guys- listen this has all been som-“
- hinata doesn’t let him finish either lmao “YOU’RE THE TEAM MANAGER FOR SHINZEN!” (extremely oblivious club member number 3 here)
- “a team manager, kuroo? what’d you do to get her to say yes? is she a chemistry nerd too?”
- “bo-“
- they kinda just went like that back and forth, and kuroo kept getting interrupted
- you were just laughing to the side because it was kind of funny
- you also kinda felt bad for kuroo because damn his friends had like no faith in his romantic skills at all??
- maybe that was what made you say it, but after his friends were done teasing him you said, “he’s kind of a catch though, don’t you think? nerdy and funny is a girl’s dream isn’t that what they say?”
- kuroo blinked at you because what??
- once kuroo got you alone by asking you to take a walk outside of the gym, he asked, “so … what does this make us?” (surprise, surprise, he never got the chance to tell them about the misunderstanding)
- you just shrugged because really how bad could this be? “i felt bad at how much they were teasing you, so we could keep up the fake boyfriend/girlfriend thing for the week. it shouldn’t be too bad. plus it’ll save you the embarrassment of having to tell your friends that you didn’t actually get a girlfriend.”
- you guys did pretty good for the week of the training camp
- you’d cheer him on in secret if he got a spike or a block during a practice game while simultaneously still watching shinzen’s game
- you two walked around the halls when bokuto was watching just to keep up pretenses
- you learned that he’s a major nerd during these walks, which you found really endearing
- on the last day of camp, he tried to throw pieces of broccoli in your mouth (he didn’t stop until he finally got it in after his 9th try)
- you guys initially planned to “break up” after the camp was over
- but here comes bokuto again
- “hey y/n! kuroo, akaashi, and i were gonna go out for karaoke tomorrow if you wanna join.”
- you grew to like bokuto too so you said you’d come
- it was actually a really fun night
- you and kuroo sang a duet together
- he also stole some of your ramen
- you took a video of bokuto as he serenaded akaashi
- when you guys are leaving to go home, bokuto goes “you two are so cute. y/n do me a favor and don’t break up with kuroo until after the qualifiers would you? i wanna play him at his full game.” (again. seriously, he basically is the greatest accidental wingman ever)
- “we can’t break his heart, can we?”
- “no, we can’t.”
- and so your fake relationship starts
- you don’t get to visit each other often because you don’t live in the same vicinity, but you guys text often (it’s a friend thing, you both swear to yourselves)
- on weekends when kuroo’s not spending time with kenma, he’ll ask you to meet him at a park or a cafe (you two always send selfies to bokuto during every date)
- dates with him are always really fun because he’s spontaneous and also very active so sometimes he’ll take you by the hand and just drag you places
- he is not afraid to smear different colors of ice cream on your nose and call you some obscure name from some really old movie that he may have watched that week
- he also makes you push him on the swings
- the little kids get mad because what is this rooster man doing taking up a swing when he’s so old
- you laugh at him when the kids eventually come up to him and ask if they can use the swing
- dates will usually last the whole day because you’re both fine with just walking around and randomly finding stuff to do
- with all that time spent talking, you two also get to know each other really well
- like basically your life stories
- it took him a while to open up and at first he insists that you tell your story first, but after a while you notice how he starts letting little things about his life slip here and there until he starts telling you bigger portions
- you also get really close with kenma
- not close close the way him and kuroo are, but kenma would probably see you as his second closest friend
- that’s why sometimes kenma tags along with you guys (it doesn’t feel like third wheeling or anything because both you and kuroo enjoy kenma’s presence as much as each other’s)
- eventually, once you two got the hang of it, you’re like the couple that everyone likes
- because you’re both pretty funny and overall just have nice vibes
- his team starts to call you mom and dad as a joke because sometimes when shinzen doesn’t have practice, you’ll stop by at nekoma at the end of practice just to say hi
- they’re not wrong about the mom and dad thing though (it’s a really cute dynamic though i swear)
- your team used to not like him at first because they were protective of you, but eventually they reluctantly warmed up to him
- they threatened to demolish him if he hurt you though
- LMAO ANYWAYS .. MOVING ON
- you guys have lots of study dates too!!
- since you’re both busy because of volleyball related things, a lot of your schedule lines up with each other (this also means that kuroo knows when you haven’t had time to study)
- you’ll be sitting on his bed on your stomach with your legs draped across his thighs as you read your textbook and he’ll be sitting against his bed frame reading one of his assigned readings (i also like to think that kuroo has glasses for these readings that only you and kenma have seen)
- sometimes, when you finish studying before he finishes, you’ll come up behind him and just start to play with his hair
- his hair is actually really soft despite looking like a bird built its nest in it
- you also have two of his jackets that are just lying around your house
- he likes when you wear them because he thinks you look so cute (he doesn’t tell you that though)
- after a while, it’s like both of you have forgotten that this was all a ruse just so bokuto wouldn’t get heartbroken after you two break up
- at this point, kuroo has learned all your quirks, habits, and has also memorized your schedule
- like … he doesn’t realize that he’s fallen for you until someone points it out
- he realizes he’s fallen for you on the day that shinzen loses in the tournament (this would be your last match)
- now nekoma just played a game, but kuroo’s first instinct is to check whether or not shinzen won (he’s been doing this for every game in the tournament)
- when he sees that you lost, he knows that you’ll be sad and in need of a pick me up
- as kenma and him are packing up, he says, “shinzen lost today. i probably can’t make it to your house tonight. y/n will probably want to go out with her team for a bit, but she’ll probably crash at my place. do you think i should make her a strawberry cake? or maybe she’ll want onigiri? no, she’ll probably want the cake. she always gets the little smile with her one dimple whenever she eats my strawberry cake. makes me proud.”
- kenma’s just looking at kuroo with arched eyebrows because HIS BEST FRIEND IS WHIPPED
- kuroo doesn’t get why kenma’s looking at him like that because he thinks about things like that all the time. “what??”
- oh kenma knows your relationship is fake
- so he just looks at kuroo and says, “try to refrain getting down on one knee today. i doubt you have a ring, and i’ll bet that y/n will want a confession of you being hopelessly, madly in love with her before you propose by the way.”
- kuroo kind of freezes and blinks at him.
- “wh … what?”
- “kuro, do i really need to spell out for you that you’re totally smitten with her? you have been for a while now.”
- “have not.”
- “yes, you have.”
- “have not.”
- “yes, you have.”
- “have not.”
- “yes, you have.”
- at this point, kuroo knows that kenma’s onto something, but kuroo doesn’t wanna jump to conclusions until he sees you again
- when you knock on his door and run straight into his arms that night, he knows kenma’s right
- like you’re balling into his chest and he gets that feeling that he wants to hold you forever and never let go
- and he knows. he knows.
- after you start to calm down, he offers you the cake that he made just for you
- he swears that he feels ten times lighter after he sees that exact smile with the exact dimple on your face
- now kuroo may be loud, and rambunctious at times, but when he loves, it’s quiet, simple, but not any less there
- as you finish eating the cake, kuroo notices that there’s a few pink crumbs on your lips
- and he kisses you
- like a “slow, hand on the cheek, nose touching after he pulls away” kind of kiss
- “i made a realization today. kenma told me to hold back on proposing, so i’ll go with confessing instead.”
- you’re looking up at him with your heart beating hard in your chest
- “i think you might’ve made me fall in love with you.”
sorry if there are any mistakes lmao i tried catching all of them but ... 6k words ...... yanno. .....
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Request: could you write a (y/n) & seth both looses their virginity to each other (doesn’t have to include a sex part) but the guys are picking on him about it and (y/n) finds out and is pissed thinking that he kissed and told
A/N: this is the last of my requests! I would love some more Paul ideas!
“(Y/N)?” I heard Seth whisper into my ear, waking me up. The sunlight was peaking through the curtains in my bedroom. My parents were away for the weekend and Seth had come over for a movie night.
We had been dating for a while now and we hadn’t planned for anything to happen last night, but you almost never plan that kind of stuff. The moment had felt right and we had both lost our virginities to each other. 
“Mmm,” I groaned, rubbing my eyes. “I’m sleeping.”
“I told my mom I’d drive her to work today,” he said softly. “But I’ll see you at Sam and Emily’s later, okay?”
“Don’t go,” I whimpered, finally opening my eyes and rolling over onto my back so I could see his face. 
“As cute as you are in the morning,” he grinned. “I have to go. I’m sorry, baby.”
“I see how it is,” I pouted. “You finally get me to sleep with you and then you leave me in the morning all alone.”
“Stop it!” he laughed at my overdramatics, pecking me on the lips. “I love you and I’ll see you tonight, okay?”
I pulled him in for a longer kiss before letting him go.
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I had arrived at Emily’s twenty minutes ago and was hanging out with her and Kim while we waited for the guys to get back from their patrol.
“Whatever you’re cooking smells amazing, Em,” Kim praised Emily from where we both sat at the kitchen table. Emily had been cooking what seemed like a three course meal for the better part of the afternoon. The first few times that I had been over for dinner, I had tried to help, but we all soon learned that I was useless in the kitchen. 
“Oh it’s nothing,” Emily laughed it off as she looked up at us. “(Y/N), stop eating the cookie dough! You’re gonna eat it all.”
“But it’s so good,” I pouted at her. 
“I know it is,” she grinned. 
We were interrupted by the guys noisily making their way through the front door.
“Dinner’s just about ready, boys!” Emily called out to them as they pushed and shoved their way through the doorway. 
“Smells awesome!” Jared exclaimed. As he walked by the counter, he tried to grab a roll, but Emily slapped his hand away.
“Wash your hands first,” she instructed him firmly before turning to me and handing me a plate. “And ladies first.”
“Yeah, Jared,” I teased him, “Ladies first.”
When I sat down at the kitchen table next to Seth, he kissed me on the cheek and grabbed my hand with his own.
“Oh... heeeyy (Y/N),” Jared turned and greeted me with a mischievous grin on his face. 
“What’s with your face?” I asked him, taking a bite of the casserole that Emily had made.
“My face?” he questioned, chuckling a bit now.
“Yeah, what’s with that grin? It’s freaking me out, honestly.”
“I’m just excited for you two,” he answered me, gesturing between Seth and I. “Stepping things up!”
“What the hell are you talking about?” I was thoroughly confused now.
“Jared,” Seth started in a warning tone, squeezing my hand. “Shut it.”
“No, Jared,” I removed my hand from Seth’s grip. I could see where this was going and I didn’t like it. “Continue.”
“You and Seth finally sealed the deal, (Y/N)!” he exclaimed. “It’s about time!”
“You told him?” I whispered to Seth, my face turning red from everyone’s eyes on us.
“No! I swear I didn’t say a word!” he was panicking now, seeing how hurt and embarrassed I was. 
I could feel everyone’s eyes on me now and the flush on my cheeks was spreading to my neck now. I shakily stood up from the table and walked out onto the front porch, sitting down on the steps. I could hear Jared getting berated by Kim and Emily, which was probably the worst punishment he could receive. 
“(Y/N) I promise I didn’t say anything to them,” Seth had followed me outside and was kneeling in front of me now. 
“Then how would they know? I didn’t even tell the girls...”
“It’s a wolf thing,” he sighed. 
“What?”
“When we’re wolves we can read each others thoughts,” he explained. “And you were all I could think about... all day I’ve had to fight to keep you out of my mind so they wouldn’t see or know what we did last night... but I could only last so long because I love you so much and you’re all I can think about most of the time. So I’m sorry if this is embarrassing for you, but it’s also embarrassing for me too.”
I was quiet for a minute before he started speaking again.
“Please forgive me... I’m so sorry,” he said again.
“...it’s okay,” I sighed. “I’ll just... try not to be so irresistible next time.”
This got him laughing again.
“Impossible,” he responded. 
“Now can you go beat Jared up?”
“Of course.”
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