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lovelytarou · 3 years

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how to make someone smile — todoroki shoto

pairing: todoroki shoto x reader

tags: shoto being no thoughts, head empty for you, cringe jokes agshd

word count: 1.5k

genre: fluff

a/n: i'm sorry for the cringiness 😭 but these puns really did get a chuckle out of me sksks thank you all for joining me on this event this is the last part and i'm off to finish my other fics! ily all <33

shoto noticed that something was off with you the minute you entered the room. you don't have that usual light that you seem to carry with you whenever you go even if you don't notice it. the beaming face he has grown to love pulled down in a frown as your head was ducked low.

he followed your figure with a watchful gaze as you settled on the seat beside him. even then, you didn't greet him like you usually do and only stared straight ahead with a faraway look in your eyes.

“good morning, y/n.” his calm voice spoke, making you turn to him.

he was shocked and slightly pained when you only managed a nod and a meek smile in his direction before focusing back to the front. he paid no mind to it and chalked it up to you not feeling well, or that you might have woken up on the wrong side of the bed.

that was until you were both partnered for a presentation together. you didn't even react, just scooting closer to his chair to talk about what you wanted to do for the presentation. all the while, shoto kept his undivided attention to you – eyes watching you like a hawk, every move under scrutiny.

“why are you staring at me like that, sho?” he didn't realize you had paused from explaining the plans and instead was looking back at him. he felt himself get flustered by the fact that you caught him staring at you without meaning to.

“you just seemed...off today.” was his simple reply, watching you for any violent reactions.

“off? i'm totally fine, sho. i always act like this!” you assured, chuckling nervously as you diverted the topic to the task at hand.

“anyways, where do you wanna get this started?” he doesn't wanna inconvenience you so he took the opportunity that will allow him to spend more time with you.

“let's do it in my room instead.” he offered.

“alright, i'll meet you there by 8.” you agreed, and before he could speak any further you had turned on your heel – losing yourself into the sea of people as they all filed away for lunch.

during lunch hour, shoto couldn't keep his mind off you and might be troubling you to keep you in such a gloomy mood. you even refused to eat with him like you usually do, which he suddenly thought that he may have something to do with it, but he can't recall anything he may have done to cause you to be this sad.

“hey, todoroki bro!” comes kaminari's greeting matched with an arm wrapped around his shoulders.

“kaminari,” he greeted back as they edged closer while waiting in line for food.

“a penny for your thoughts? wait let me guess…it's y/n, isn't it?” kaminari had a mischievous glint in his eyes as he said this and todoroki can only hope for the worst. or maybe best, out of this.

“they seem kinda gloomy today, huh? did you upset them or anything?”

surprised by kaminari's words, shoto shook his head no. he was just thinking about that but he was sure he didn't do anything to do such a thing to you.

“well, it must be something that's why they're like that,” kaminari moved closer to the counter, picking his food and shoto did the same. his attention has been piqued by the blonde and now following close behind.

“kaminari, do you…” he felt silly asking this but he was kinda running out of options here and he wanted to see your beautiful smile or maybe ease the weight off your shoulders for you.

“do you know how to make someone smile?” just hearing the words leave his mouth made him blush as red as his hair.

but nevertheless, kaminari smiled wide. “you asked the right guy!”

and, naturally, if you knew kaminari denki, you'd know that's where things started to go south for shoto.

the blonde had pushed him in your direction before you began training where he found you all by yourself, stretching and doing warmups.

shoto felt uncertain during the whole ordeal, preparing himself for any reaction you'd give him.

“hey, y/n.” he called out, making you pause your warmups as you stared up at him expectantly.

“where do you find giant snails?” he waited for a second, and then two.

“umm...i don't think there are snails around he–”

“–on the ends of giants fingers.” he finished the joke. how did he manage to say that with such a serious expression was beyond you. you could only stare at him in confusion. before you can reply however, everyone was called to start training.

the next time he attempted it was when all of the class was having dinner while you two are sitting by each other. everyone has fallen into a casual chatter, asking about how everyone's day went, their plans for tomorrow and the days after that – the usual.

shoto met kaminari's eyes across the table, the latter giving him a thumbs up. he cleared his throat as he inched closer to you.

“y/n?” shoto asked after tapping your shoulder to get your attention, “can i ask you something?”

dropping your fork, you faced him, expecting something serious and staving off your own feelings for a moment.

“what do you call a cheese that's not yours?”

“let me guess–”

“nacho cheese,” he said it so proudly and clearly that everyone in the table had fallen silent. the only sound you can hear was kaminari's laugh as he doubled over the table, slapping it with his palm. all eyes turned on him.

“wha-? it's funny!” he reasoned but they just shook their heads and rolled their eyes on him.

dinner continued on awkwardly after that.

inside his room, shoto stared up at the ceiling in thought. he doesn't get why you can't appreciate the jokes that kaminari said will make you smile. was he doing it wrong? maybe you don't like jokes?

he remembered today will be the day that you'll come over to his room for the presentation. he immediately got off his bed and started to tidy up his room. not five minutes later and you're already knocking on the door.

“y/n, come in.” he opened the door wider for you to come in, he found himself following your figure with his eyes once again. no matter what clothes, or state you're in, you still look gorgeous in his eyes.

you got comfortable by yourself as shoto sat beside you, getting out his own materials as you started to talk and explain what you wanted to do for the presentation. all the while, shoto listened to you attentively, paying close attention to every word that comes out of your mouth.

oh, how kissable your lips are. do you use lip gloss? or maybe a flavored lip balm?

“sho!” he snapped out of his thoughts when you called his name. he stammered, feeling his whole face and neck heat up from embarrassment.

“sorry, w-what were you saying?” he tried to avoid your eyes and pretended to arrange his things.

“i said, are you cool with my plan?” you think shoto looking all bashful and embarrassed is cute that it even brought a small smile to your face.

he nodded, “yeah, i'm cool with whatever as long as it's with you.”

he didn't even notice the weight of his words as you felt your own face heat up but this time it's because of the feelings it invoked within you. shoto can really be clueless to the effect he has on you.

“wait, you're smiling!” shoto exclaimed in surprise, eyes widening as he stared at your toothy grin longer. deep within him, he felt like an accomplished man.

this is it, this is what happiness feels like. fuck everything else, you're the only thing that matters.

“you're so cute, shoto.” you muttered fondly, before leaning closer to peck his cheeks, silently thanking him for making you happy for several days to come.

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spacegirlapollo · 4 years

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Right Here, Right Now [Shouta Aizawa Smut]

Title: Right Here, Right Now

Genre: Fluff, Smut

Words: 3,379

Notes: It’s a little long sorry sksk. But if you wanna skip to the juicy bits, scroll down to the “Part Two” Line break. Enjoy! Also Going to be trying to do a Sinful Saturday series where I post Smut on Sundays. Right now it’s mainly Aizawa but will be other characters as im feeling it. Send a request if you want !

--------------------- Part One ------------------------

Out of everyone you knew, your husband, AIzawa Shouta, had the quietest footsteps you never heard. He developed the frightening skill, from his undercover hero work, years before he’d even become a teacher at U.A.

You took it as a sign of your strong relationship however that sometimes you could sense his presence, even if you couldn't hear him. You always enjoyed the surprised look on his face when you turned to see him whenever he was silently catwalking into a room.

And now was one of those times, there were no signs to say that he’d entered your shared bathroom, except that you knew he had.

You looked up from the countertop full of your makeup products to see him, looking at the slight mess you’d made of the sink area. Your mouth fell open when you saw the state that he was in.

“Shouta!” You exclaimed in genuine horror. “ What the fuck are you wearing?”

You hadn’t meant for the last part to come out. And even though Aizawa was fully aware of your tendency to have a sailor mouth, you still hadn’t meant to say it. But you were appalled at the solid black dress pants, horizontally striped dress shirt, and dark navy blue jacket that he was wearing. The more you looked at him the more you noticed that nothing he was wearing was matching.

His eyebrow twitched a bit, but he gave you an otherwise blank look. You sighed, closing the eyeliner bottle in your hand and placing it on the sink.

You had suspected, when you were younger and first began dating, that Aizawa lacked some fashion sense. He’d mostly stuck to black anytime he went outside so matching wasn't really a problem. It wasn’t until you begam spending the night with him, that you’d seen him put together outfits that made absolutely no sense. You’d always found it funny to see what he would toss on.

It had been decided, mostly by you, that for big events you’d pick out the clothes. And it had been years of this going smoothly. You suspected that since you dressed him so sharply, he’d gotten compliments, and that was why he continued to let you dress him up.

And before you’d gone into the bathroom to fix your makeup, you’d laid out his outfit for the night on the bed.

There was a teacher’s appreciation night at U.A and you were going as his plus one. This had been your 5th time going together, and each year was more fancy than the last.

Shouta was crossing his arms over his chest, still not having said a word.

“Babe.” You said carefully as to not burst out into laughter. “ What happened to what I put on the bed?”

He uncrossed his arms and scratched the back of his head looking slightly uncomfortable. Now you were confused. He never had any issues before with what you’d picked out. In fact, if you had forgotten to pick an outfit he’d gently remind you. You thought back to what you’d put on the bed, a simple black suit was what you had gone with since you were wearing a black dress. There was no way he wouldn't have liked it.

“It’s…. Too small.” He said finally, embarrassment tinting his cheeks.

“To small?” You were confused. You’d bought it only 8 months ago. You did a quick glance over, he hadn’t put on any weight where you could see.

“In the arms.. And thighs.” He said, he looking like he wished he could sink into the floor.

“Oh.” You said blinking. “ OHH!” you said again louder when you finally understood. Honeslty you felt a little dumb. He’d gotten buffer. You could even see in what he was wearing now that the arms were a little too tight and you could almost see the outline of his muscles as if it was a fitted jacket.

This time you couldn’t help the laugh that came out, which only got louder as he gave you a glare.

“I-I’m sorry baby. I don't mean to laugh” You said in between laughs.

“Yeah you do.” He mused out but he didn't seem upset.

You came closer and squeezed on his upper arms, which barely had any room, left in them, and were so… solid.

You couldn't deny that he had gotten thicker over the year, you just hadn’t thought about it when you bought the suit.

“Hmm… Maybe I do.” You said cheekily smiling up at him. He gave you a small smile back in spite of himself.

“Okay.” You said stepping back a bit and looking him up and down. “ Take all of that off. I’m going to use my quirk.

At this he looked surprised, an eyebrow raised. “Are you sure? You always get a headache when you use it too much.”

You shook your head.” This won't be so bad. I already have an idea of what I’m going to make.”

He gave you another skeptical look before he unbuttoned the jacket to start taking it off.

You bit your lip a little as he focused on unbuttoning the dress shirt and sliding it off his frame.

He’d definitely gotten bigger, you weren't sure if it was deliberate, but you did not mind in the least. His hair fell over his face as he bent over to pull his pants off and move the pile of clothes out of the way.

You paused for a minute to take in your husband and all his glory as he stood in only his boxers and socks.

“Do you not like it?” He said quietly, shattering your ungodly thoughts.

You blinked. “ Huh?” You asked looking up at his unreadable face.

“That I’m bigger. Do you not like it?” He asked again.

You felt like someone had smacked you. Your husband, THE Aizawa Shouta was feeling a little insecure. Because he kept his cards so close to the chest, it hadn't even crossed your mind that he would ever experience that feeling. And the fact that he was being vulnerable, right now in front of you made your love for him multiply.

You opened your mouth before you could even think to maybe censor yourself.

“Honestly Shouta, you look so fucking hot, I’m actually debating about skipping the event and jumping your bones.”

You covered your mouth a bit in shock, that you’d actually said that. There was a moment of silence where you were now the one wishing to sink into the floor. Then he came forward till he was almost pressed against you, a smirk on his face. Any trace of unreadable insecurity gone. You were glad, although a little embarrassed.

He moved your hand from your face and tucked a finger underneath your chin tilting your head up. You didn't get a chance to think as he pressed his soft lips against yours in a slow intoxicating kiss that left you fiending for more. Almost as if he sensed your sudden want he pulled away smiling down at you.

“Maybe we should go to the event first. Then we can talk about what happens when we get back home.”

You pouted. “ Fine. But you’re such a tease.”

He chuckled at this and took a step back expectantly. You took a deep breath and put your hands around his lower neck focusing on activating your quirk.

You had the quirk of Matter ideation. When you focused hard enough, you could make your ideas into reality by manipulating the matter that you touch with your hands. You could even make living things if you concentrate hard enough. But the bigger or more complicated a thing was the more energy it took from you and you were often left with a piercing headache that functioned like a hangover that usually kicked in an hour or two after you created something.

You breathed out, moving your hands down his bare and exposed chest. Your eyes were closed as you imagined the final product moving your hands down from his neck all the way down to his toes.

You could feel the matter pushing and blending together and taking on different shapes and colors, and molding around his skin.

When you were finished you opened your eyes and your mouth fell open. It looked better than you expected.

It was a deep and dark green suit that you had created that fit him, wonderfully, perfectly even. You turned to reach into the bathroom cabinet pulling out a hair tie.

Standing on your tiptoes, your faces once again close, you pulled his soft and freshly washed hair back and pinned it up into a half bun. You could feel his eyes on you as you did this meeting his for a moment and smiling.

“There.” You said after a moment, taking a step back to look at him. You put your hand to your chin as if you were thinking and nodded.

“Yeah that's hot.”

Shouta ignored you, turning to face the mirror, but you could see the slight tint of pink on his cheeks.

You watched him look at himself in the large mirror and eyebrow raised.

“What do you think?”

“I like the color.” He said in the most monotone voice possible but you just about rocketed off into space. You leaned up on his shoulder and kissed his cheek before turning back to your makeup mess, trying to locate your eyeliner.

“We have like half an hour left to get ready, so I have to finish doing my makeup. It's a disaster right now.”

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Half an hour later, Shouta was sitting in the dining room, looking over student essays when he heard the bathroom door opening upstairs. He keeps grading until he hears the clack of your heels coming down the stairs. Dropping his pencil and standing up he makes his way into the living room where he is stopped in his tracks.

You were coming down the stairs holding the rail with one hand concentrating on walking with your high heel.

Feeling a bit uneasy, he moved close to the stairs and just as he predicted your right foot slipped sending you flying forward. With one easy movement he caught you in his arms, a smile gracing his face when you looked up at him appreciatively.

“You look beautiful.” He said setting you straight and tucking your hair behind your ear.

To make sure you matched, you created yourself a green dress that complimented his suit.

“Thank you.” You said smiling. You were buzzing and ready to go.

“Ready?” He asked taking a deep breath as if he was steeling himself. Social events were never his thing but he went cause he knew you enjoyed them, and to appease his various co-workers.

“Yep” You slid your hand in his and headed towards the door.

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It was two hours into the party and suddenly you were wishing you had headed your husbands warning. You were at U.A with Aizawa for a teacher’s appreciation event, and after having used your quirk to make you and your husband clothes, you were experiencing the side effects of your quirk.

You gripped the stem of your wine glass a little harder as your head started to throb. You felt like your brain was going to split into two at any second. Your quirk was like a muscle, if you didnt use it for a while, you had to build it back up again. You couldn't remember the last time you’d used your quirk, so making your dress and your husband’s suit was too much for your body at the moment.

The music inside the school gym was blasting and everyone was huddled around talking loud to hear each other. Shouta had gotten pulled away to take teacher photos in the corner of the gym. You could see him now, deadpanning into the camera. It would have brought a smile to your face if you didn't feel like you were about to puke from the pain.

Without taking a glance around you took a large gulp of your wine, finishing it off in a not so classy way. You knew you would pay with another hangover later, but maybe the alcohol would temporarily help you out.

Ten minutes later, and quite a few drinks later, you were sitting with your head down on top of a table, wishing that you could turn back time and stop yourself from making the dress. You still would have looked nice in the dress you had already picked out.

You wanted to go find some of the teachers and chat and have a good time, but you felt like if you opened your mouth, it would be a cry. You weren't sure how long you had been sitting alone, when a hand was placed on your back. You jumped up, feeling your head sloshing a bit as the alcohol you’d ingested started to catch up with you.

It was Shouta, looking down at you concern over his face. He crouched down close to you so that he didn't have to shout so loud.

“What’s wrong?” He asked. You looked at him and realized he still had on fake prop glasses that someone had probably put on him. You smiled and pulled them off his face to plalce them on the table.

“You were right.” You pouted. “ My head is about to split open.” You said. Understanding hit his face, but he made no move to shame you, the concern still there. Damn you loved this man.

“But never fear!” You said and he raised an eyebrow.

“ I downed many a cup of alcohol. And I am already feeling better.” You said grabbing his face and laughing. Maybe you were already a little tipsy. You tended to get giggly when you drink.

He grabbed your hands and brought them back to your lap amused. “ Your headache is just going to be worse later.”

You leaned forward more, a mischievous look clear as day on your face. “ Exactly, later.”

Before he could say anything else you connected your lips, returning the soft but intoxicating kiss he’d given you earlier. You considered it payback. When he pressed back to take over the kiss you pulled away a smirl playing on your lips.

“After the party… remember?” You said.

He cleared his throat returning back to normal public Aizawa within a moment.

“Right.”

You smiled wickedly.

“Right.” You said back. You stood up. “ Let’s go bug Toshi!!” You said in a sing song voice.

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Aizawa was vaguely aware of the conversation that was happening around him. But his eyes were focused past the the group of teachers he was standing around and onto you. You were dancing with Toshinori chatting away happily. He knew you had a soft spot for the old man and you had rescued him from an awkward conversation asking Toshinonri to dance, leaving Aizawa open to being brought into various conversations that he did not care about.

You looked cute as you chatted with All Might, spinning under his arm as the music changed. His mind wandered onto the kiss you had given him shortly before. He knew you were definitely a little drunk, as you typically did not engage in PDA for his sake. It had caught him off guard, in only the way you could. You smelled heavenly and looked so beautiful with your hair pinned up and your dress.

He couldn't think of anything he’d like more at that moment than seeing your hair wild over the pillows, screaming out his name. It was like he could feel your hands ghosting up chest and digging into his back.

Snapping back into reality, he didn't have to look down to feel how tight his pants had become.

Shit.

“Excuse me.” He said in the middle of someone talking before dipping out of the conversation and cutting across the gym to the dance floor.

Toshinori saw you first, giving him a bright smile as he stopped dancing with you.

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You looked up at Toshi pouting trying to figure out why you’d stopped . You were having a great time dancing with him. He was surprisingly good at leading, and he was telling you about his golden day stories.

You noticed he was looking at someone behind you so you turned, to see your husband standing there a strange look on his face. Your eyes traveled down and a smirk graced your face.

“Can I cut in?” He asked Toshi who nodded and let go of your hands at once.

“Of course.” he said, either not seeing his coworkers hard-on or doing a great job of pretending not to. “ I think i’m going to help myself to some more juice.” Leaning down he kissed you on the forehead quickly before heading away.

No sooner was Shouta grabbing your hand and almost dragging you in the directions of the parking lot. You felt a wave of wanton lust flow over you as you reached the car.

You slipped into the car barely waiting until the door was closed before you climbed over the passenger seat and into Shouta’s lap.

He gave a surprised grunt as you kissed him deep, your tounges swirling together. You were fumbling with his belt when he grabbed your hands.

“Were in the parking lot Y/N” He said a bit breathily.

You tapped the dark window next to you. “They’re tinted, remember?”

You leaned forward your face and chest leaning over him close. “ You wanna wait?” You asked placing a hand over his clothed cock, gripping it softly.

When he didn’t answer you began to stroke it excruciatingly slow. “ Hm?”

You leaned over and left searing butterfly kisses up his neck, until you reached his ear where you said softly. “ Don’t you wanna fuck me Shouta?”

You were being a big brat. But you didn’t care your brain was clouded in want.

“Fuck Y/N.” He almost growled out gripping your face with both of his hand and bringing you in for another head swirling kiss. You felt his hands skirting up your dress till they found your lacy underwear.

You heard the tear of fabric before you even felt him ripping your underwear, and tossing them into the backseat. With your free hand you pulled his hard cock out of his pants. His hands moved to your waist with a vice like grip lining you up perfectly with him.

You broke your kiss to moan as he finally filled you up with one hard push.

Aizawa head was swirling with thoughts of you. If anything you looked more beautiful on top of him. Your carefully placed hair pins had slipped and your wild curly hair was falling past your shoulders. You were the only person in the world he’d be vulnerable with the only person he’d let touch him. And you felt so good, too good.

He didn't waste any time lifting you up again, chasing that feeling of being completely connected to you.

The way your face shifted into pleasure as he stroked again into you, made him want to cum in your right then in there, but he would pace himself.

After letting you get adjusted the pace he sent was relentless. His thick cock was pounding up into you and you couldn't even think for how good it felt. Neither of you were going to last long like this.

“Oh baby.” You cried out your hands flat on his chest and curling into fist pulling at his clothing. “ Oh baby don’t stop.”

You were on fire in pleasure, the sound of your moans and wetness slamming together filling the car. You head flew back, mouth agape as you began to cum around his throbbing manhood.

“Shouta!” You cried out tightening around him sending him over the edge and gushing into you.

You brought your head down to kiss him again as you both rode out your orgasim. Your thigh spasming softly under his touch.

“Mmm. I love you.” he said between kisses. And you smiled against his lips.

“I love you too Shouta.” You said.

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sierice · 3 years

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SIERICE OML SOTS CHAPTER 4 IS THE BEST THING EVER

i copied some of my favourite parts to comment on them lol

He blinked hard, hoping that the names of those lost would stop playing behind his eyes like the world's most awful PowerPoint presentation.

this is the most apollo thing i’ve ever read i love it

“...But I might consider if it means I don’t need to listen to this guy.” She finished smugly, jabbing a thumb in his direction.

UGH I LOVE THEIR DYNAMIC SM

Apollo’s past-self scowled at him, his expression clearly saying how much he regretted giving Leo the instructions to get the Physician’s cure. (Apollo could sympathize. Those six weeks with him and Calypso had not been fun.)

sksks i laughed so hard at this, because i feel like it really represents how petty apollo is

“You are not a street urchin” He agreed, mostly so that she wouldn’t bite him in front of the whole Council.

i love how he’s just going back on his early statements to avoid megs wrath😭😭 it’s beautiful

Percy crossed his arms, his face like that of an obstinate baby that didn’t want to spit out the sand they were eating.

YOUR WRITING I CANT- I LOVE IT ITS LITERALLY SO GOOD

Percy was shaking Meg's hand like they had just done a business deal, thanking her for not dragging him into this, all while roaring with laughter.

yes.

I raised my face to the heavens . … recording my humiliation to share on Snapchat. Cecil Markowitz, layer of the terrible beat (long story), tilted his head from left to right, like he was letting this information evenly spread through his brain like paint.

“You guys have Snapchat?” He asked.

Hermes thumped his son’s back. “Of course we do!”

Cecil nodded meekly, no doubt wondering the horrors that could be over there.

OMFG JANSKSKSKS IDK HOW I MISSED THIS WHEN I FIRST READ THO. also all i can think of is like zeus sending jawline pics or poseidon with his trident and jawline and snapping random mortals from quick add😭😭

-in conclusion; I LOVE YOUR WRITING SO MUCH, and you capture lester and megs essence so well (omg my brain tried to say mester and leg), also you’ve made my night. also don’t forget you’re awesome<333

Hello Danny!!! 💛💛

ASDFJASDF OMG DANNY. YOU HAVE NO IDEA JUST HOW MUCH SEROTONIN THIS ONE ASK GAVE ME. LIKE- SDAFHSDF THIS WAS SO SWEET TO REASD, ILYSMM 😭😭💚💚💚

this is the most apollo thing i’ve ever read i love it

Ty!! This line came to me just before I was about to post the chapter sksksksk, I'm glad it worked <333

UGH I LOVE THEIR DYNAMIC SM

YES SKSKSKSK 🤍🤍 Meg and Lester are just <333 the best-

sksks i laughed so hard at this, because i feel like it really represents how petty apollo is

Sksksks yes 🤣🤣 He may have had 6 months of character development, but he's still incredibly petty <333

i love how he’s just going back on his early statements to avoid megs wrath😭😭 it’s beautiful

Pfff yeah- though lets be honest, Meg would TOTALLY do that in front of all the gods 😂😂

YOUR WRITING I CANT- I LOVE IT ITS LITERALLY SO GOOD

AJFASD TYYY 😭😭 IDK THAT PART JUST CAME TO ME- LIKE HE JUST GAVE ME THOSE VIBES SKSKSKSK

yes.

My man is so annoyed of the gods, he's just glad that someone else is taking care of these guys sksksk

DANNY. DANNY I JUST- OK SO WHEN I FIRST READ THIS PART I ABSOLUTELY LIKE JUST BURST OUT WHEEZING AND GASPING WITH LAUGHTER. YOU HAVE NO RIGHT TO BE THIS FUNNY DANNY ADLFKSFDLKDFS. The idea that the gods use snapchat to talk to random mortals is SO cursed and I hope you know that I am so glad to have read this. You're brain is just- so big Danny. OH the headcannons about that sksksks- just- absolutely wild 🤣🤣🤣

sfhdsdfjksdf 😭😭😭 No YOU are awesome 🥺🥺💚💚💚 You're so very sweet Danny 💛💛💛 You even took the time to write all this I'm just- You're so very kind Danny <333 😭😭💙💙💙

SLDJFHAS MESTER AND LEG I'M-

#danny my beloved <333 #💙💙💙💙💙💙#💛🤎💛🤎#ask #mutuals ask #Secrets of the Sun #long post

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satendou · 4 years

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My wife I am here with some somft overhaul 🥺💗 imagine going shopping and spotting a nice pair of gloves for Kai because it’s your anniversary soon and so you buy them and get your name embroidered on the inside wrist of the left glove ((bc that’s where the vena amoris is)) and his reaction to receiving them for your anniversary maybe you gets a bit sad bc he doesn’t seem to wear them often but you find out it’s because he doesn’t want to get them dirty -- umihami

thank you for indulging me @umihami alskjf this was so fucking cute and honestly fun to write. i hope it’s believable but even if it’s not well, it’s lowkey self indulgent so...frankly i am unsure if these are headcanons or a scenario or a weird mix so they come as they are sksks.

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overhaul is not an easy person to shop for. everything he receives has to be disinfected first and that includes whatever comes from you. can’t have filth from the outside world coming into contact with him, after all.

so when you come across a pair of expensive, handmade leather gloves, you instantly know those are for him. it takes some time to save up-- the hassaikai isn’t swimming with cash, after all-- but you make it happen. to your surprise, the tailor offers additional embroidery, if you want, but looking at the gloves, you know kai wouldn’t want anything flashy or over the top (let’s not mention his feather boa, okay?).

but just as you’re shaking your head, you’re struck with an idea, a soft warmth forming in your chest. it’s funny because overhaul is known for being cold and ruthless and god knows he isn’t even good at expressing himself to you, but small gestures speak his truths and you know he truly does care. if he didn’t, you wouldn’t still be around, right?

the day of your anniversary arrives and you set the small box, black topped by a scarlet ribbon, in front of him after a long day. he only stares at it for a moment before plucking it off the table and removing the top, the tissue paper inside crinkling as he removes it.

his reaction is about what you expect, blank and lackluster, but not without emotion. you can hear his gratitude beneath his usual apathy and ire, and the gentle brush of his fingertips over your cheek is another sign, but still you sigh when he doesn’t even remove the gloves from the box.

over the next few days, he knows something is up. you try to hide it because saying anything wouldn’t do any good, and you know how he is, but kai is smarter than you and can see right through your smiles and shrug offs. he doesn’t like to play games, so after day three of your sighs, he asks, “what is wrong with you?”

it’s gruff, maybe a little irritated, and it makes you flinch because you really didn’t want to get into it with him over something like this. unfortunately, overhaul does not like whining in any form and had warned you numerous times about what you were getting into, and you had accepted those risks.

still, when overhaul asks such a direct question, you can’t ignore it, so you sigh and rub your arm, staring towards the closet where the gloves sit, hidden in the box. “do you-- really like those gloves i got? you haven’t worn them and you didn’t even take them out of the box.”

his head cocks, sharp golden eyes narrowing in a calculating manner because he knows you and knows that you know he doesn’t care for someone who’s insecure, and you aren’t so this must be something that’s actually bothering you. skirting around you, he opens the closet door and pulls the box out, still topped with the ribbon, and pulls the lid off.

taking the pair out of the box, he carefully slips the gloves he currently wears off and replaces them with the soft leather ones. he knows fine craftsmanship when he sees it, and knows how much you must have spent on them. while a part of him is irate that you spent so much money on something so frivolous as gloves when he needs funding for his projects, the other part appreciates the lengths you’ll go to for him, even when others think him a monster.

as he’s pulling on the glove, a flash of gold and red catches his attention, and he lifts the hem to peek at the inner lining. stitched in an intricate weave is your name and the words “usque ad mortem,” which he thinks means something along the lines of “until death” or “until death do us part.” the shimmering threads set off a quiet warmth within him, and he holds out a hand to you, beckoning you forward.

“this is why you were upset?” he asks with what some would mistake as derision, but you can hear the amusement beneath it. the leather is soft and pliable against your skin where he cups your cheek, and his mask comes down a moment later. his lips are turned up at the corner and, without the mask, he looks much younger, eyes round and making his face look softer than normal, and you give him a tentative smile. it’s hard being vulnerable around him when he dislikes vulnerability so much, but every once in a while…

his lips touch yours lightly, fleetingly, before pulling back a fraction. he laughs when you try to follow him, knowing how much you crave his touch because he doesn’t give it freely, and cups your other cheek. “i do like them, angel. i don’t want them to get filthy, so i’m not going to wear them except for special occasions. i have a meeting with some potential investors soon, i’ll wear them then.”

it’s a promise and an end to the discussion all rolled into one, and you nod, giving him another small smile. he makes to step back and you begin to pull away, to give him his space, when he grabs your wrist and pulls you back to him.

pausing for a split second, he relishes the surprise on your face before capturing your lips in a tender kiss, trying to convey his feelings through it since words always fail him when it comes to you. whether you understand or not, he has no clue, but your fingertips touch his jaw for a moment, and he thinks maybe, perhaps, somehow, you do.

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⇥ taglist: @umihami, @visaintes

#overhaul x reader #kai chisaki x reader #chisaki kai x reader #bnha x reader #mha x reader #bnha imagines #mha imagines #bnha requests

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dearestkwon · 4 years

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𝗺𝗶𝗻 𝘆𝗼𝗼𝗻𝗴𝗶 𝗮𝘀 𝘆𝗼𝘂𝗿 𝗯𝗼𝘆𝗳𝗿𝗶𝗲𝗻𝗱

𝘴𝘺𝘱𝘯𝘰𝘴𝘪𝘴 ⤑ domestic bliss and sweet gestures is expected from a boyfriend like yoongi.

𝘢𝘶𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘳'𝘴 𝘯𝘰𝘵𝘦 ⤑ this is my first post and i couldn’t help but write about yoongi! i’ve been watching cute videos of him lately which really inspired this post.

i see yoongi as someone that takes a long time for them to admit they actually like someone

so he prefers to have a significant other that he was friends with prior to the relationship

esp since yoongi IS super famous now and someone using him can sadly happen

so you are a producer in bighit and often worked with bts which made you work with the group’s main producers, yoongi being one of them

your first interactions with him is awkward but bless him, he always tried to make conversations with you

with your shared love for music it was pretty easy to get close to him which eventually lead to both of you catching feelings to one another

he is the absolute sweetest as a boyfriend okay

though he doesn’t outright say his love for you out loud, yoongi’s love language is subtle gestures

like holding your hand or remembering small details about you that you forgot at this point

“didn’t you say that you loved this show as a kid?”

“i did?”

will always smile or laugh at your jokes even though they are lame but tries to deny it

never fails to give you song recommendations but lets be honest he probably makes you a playlist instead

you’re the first person to listen to his songs because yoongi really values your opinion on something as important as his music

cuddles !!!

esp after tours and such, he will never let you go from his grip because he missed you so much despite your frequent facetimes or calls

his voice is so relaxing too? so if you’re tired from work and in need of comfort he’ll wrap you around his arms and say motivations words to you sksk

takes candid pictures of you all the time and most of his pictures are of you and his gummy smile always come through whilst looking at you silly or cute pics

also takes you on fishing with seokjin

seokjin finds it hilarious because you two compete on who catches the most fish

"you two act like an old married couple and im older than you!"

the boys adore you honestly and yoongi is glad that the people he loves love you 🤧💘💕💖

the maknae line likes to play games with you and even drag yoongi to some as well !!

and namjoon joins you in you two's studio to jam out at times

of course hobi often goes on little trips with you and yoongi to cafes and such

joon have jokingly dubbed hobi as the "second wife"

mornings with him are such domestic bliss

despite his protests at waking up he’ll always come and prepare breakfast with you

you alternate at making breakfast and making eachother’s coffees

most of the time you two stay silent while eating breakfast but even with the silence, you don’t mind it one bit with him

and at the rest of the day the two of you watch kdramas together

currently the one you have been watching is the world of married

it will never be not funny how much yoongi gets annoyed at the characters

at night usually he'll play some cheesy ass music and slow dance with you 🥺

yoongi is that romantic okay

if you ever compliment him esp on stages or concerts he gets so giggly but hides it

and never fails to get you a expensive gift from the concert destinations

or he sends random videos of the boys doing stupid shit because though he is busy he'll find time for you uwu

despite him loving you with all his heart, there are times he questions why you agreed to be his significant other

this insecurity eats him up but whenever you say those three words he'll be reassured

hes just really scared of you leaving him you keep him grounded and sane when all the attention given to him and the group gets too much

you are his querencia

he'll never fail to always show much he cherishes your support and love !!

in conclusion ;; min yoongi is a sweetheart and yall should get ready for agust d because 🥵

#bts #bts headcanons #bts fluff #bts x reader #bts fic #bts imagines #bts yoongi #min yoongi #min yoongi x reader #yoongi x reader #yoongi fluff #jung hoseok #park jimin #kim taehyung #jeon jungkook #kim seokjin #kim namjoon

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daily-dose-of-imagines · 4 years

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Congrats on your 666 followers xD may I request Imayoshi NSFW scenario? Idk how to put this, but I've seen a few writings of him that are somehow related to devil/demon/God/priest. I think it does fit him coz he really seems like his personality lol. So in the request, if you could add that kind of theme? Doesn't necessarily have to be him being the 'devil', could be just a metaphor or likening. Not sure if you write that kind of stuff but I'ma try lol. Thnx~

SKSKSKKS oh my god I’m so late to this hoa;ghoeri thank you so much for your love and support~! ;; We really appreciate it~! I’m so sorry this took so long to get out oh my goodness sksks I hope you enjoy this and thank you so much for requesting with us~! ;;

TW: Manipulation ; Subtle Breeding Kink ; Creampie ; Marking ; Spanking

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It had all started out simple. A chance meeting that shouldn’t have been so significant, yet instead of a simple fleeing moment like she had expected, she found herself wound up in a much...larger scheme of things that she hadn’t thought would’ve been possible with her line of work.

Her day had started off like any other. A simple groan and lack of desire to fulfill her duties before reluctantly getting up and preparing for her long day of work. Though she couldn’t help but feel a spark of excitement light up her heart as she had remembered the latest addition to the team.

A tall and observant man. Someone who seemed reliable, yet held a strong air of mystery around him. Imayoshi Shoichi. Her team’s new addition. How he had come along and wormed his way into their line of work, not even she knew. All she could really understand was that the charm and skill of his words practically always had someone doing his bidding.

The textbook mysterious man that all woman secretly wanted to at least try to get to know once, and despite not wanting to fall within that norm she found herself-- more often than not-- stuck with him. No matter how strange their coincidental meetings were.

Today was no different. The amount of times she had run into him whilst working was almost....bizarre. Not to mention the amount of staring she had been feeling as she roamed about the office building.

“Go straight home...just straight home after and we’ll be good.”

Despite having engraved the words into her mind, she somehow found herself at the bar with the other beside her. His form tall and brooding as he loosened his tie, a slow exhale escaping his lips as her eyes trailed over his now exposed neck and collarbone. A sudden wave of heat punching her gut as she quickly averted her gaze to nurse her drink.

“It’s been quite the day...hasn’t it Ms. (l/n)?”

“H-Hm? Ah! Yeah.. it’s a day like any other, but being so ingrained within my body, I’ve gotten sorta used to it.”

A mere shrug was added, her little ministrations causing the smirk on his face to widen slightly. The gaze she had on her glass slowly shifting to meet his strong one as she felt her cheeks flush pink at the heated stare. It was no surprise that the new employee was handsome. Rumors and ideals spread throughout the office like wildfire at what he had done prior and his relationship status-- none of which she was really interested in per say, but still ended up with gaining the information.

“Is that so? Well I hope you’re giving yourself a break. Time and time again you’re always there for me...and I can’t thank you enough for all the support and advice you’ve given me throughout this past week. If you’ll allow it, I’d like to make you dinner.”

“M-Make?”

His easy words caught her off guard. Various images and fantasies quickly ran through her mind as she subconsciously began to chew on her lower lip. It was an...intimate gesture. Her expectation of a dinner out was nothing out of the ordinary, but to suddenly be invited to his home? She wasn’t sure what he’d say next.

“Why yes. I may be no good chef, but I want to properly show my...appreciation for you.”

A chill ran down her spine as she tightened her grip on the glass before her. A strange sensation swirling within her abdomen as her eyes were locked--- rather captivated by his glowing ones as he leaned forward. His large hand gently cupping her cheek as he wiped the corner of her lips.

“Apologies, but there was a crumb from the snacks provided earlier.”

Though deep down inside she was practically certain he was lying, she couldn’t help but feel her cheeks darken in color as she mutely nodded at his statement. (e/c) eyes watched as his fingers gently roused his once cleanly kept hair. A strange pang in her gut as the dark locks fell in layers around his face as he shifted to face her directly.

“Now then, will you allow me to make you dinner tonight Ms. (l/n)?”

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Despite her instincts screaming at her to deny the request, she found herself nodding at his request. The next thing she could remember though was a reveal, a flick of a deep wine colored tail that gracefully unwrapped from around his hips and the horns that mixed in with his dark locks of hair.

Yet, despite the fear she felt coursing through her veins, the strange desire of want was much stronger. A handsome devil-- funny how the saying itself was so true in the moment. She didn’t remember much after except the addicting taste of Imayoshi.

Pressed into the couch, her hands desperately grasped at him as he dove in for another heated kiss. His tongue gliding against the plush bottom lip before prying his way into her mouth as he quickly ate up the desperate and breathy moans she released. The tail she had once seen now wrapped possessively around her waist as his fingers danced along her skin. Teasing and light before viciously ripping away at her clothes as he began to place open mouth kisses against her neck.

A trail of bites shimmering down her torso as he interlaced their fingers together. Tightly holding onto her as he teased the soft mounds of flesh on her chest before teasing and flicking his tongue against the hardening buds.

“So beautiful for me...a pretty little angel...and all just for me...”

A sharp shock of pleasure shot down her spine at his words. The mesmerizing thought of forbidden taboos only egging on the adrenaline rush and absolute want in her gut as she let out another throaty moan.

“P-Please...want you to fuck me....need you to fill me up...”

“Shit...what a dirty mouth on you, angel...how can I say no to that~?”

The low rasp of his voice only added fuel to the fire as she bucked her hips up. A desperate ache of heat against her throbbing cunt as her fingers found their way up into his hair. The tug of her pants had her let out another weak moan as she fumbled with his own clothes.

Within moments, she found herself pressed back into the couch as his fingers teased their way into her. Slow and deliberate as he began to stretch her out. His grey eyes bore deeply into her trembling form, mapping out and memorizing the possessive patterns he left all over her as his tail unfurled to tauntingly send a sharp smack against her thigh.

The delicious sounds that escaped her only egging him on as he littered her thigh and ass with the sharp stinging marks of what he considered his brand. The shape of the tip of his tail now staining her skin as he slowly pulled his fingers back.

“Such a pretty angel...do you want to take a ride with me little angel? Let the devil taint those beautiful white wings of yours?”

The sultry tone that interlaced itself within his words had her nod enthusiastically as she tried to get up, a sense of desperation in her at the lack of fill within her. Without a moment’s hesitation, he hefted her up, carefully positioning her over his cock before easing her on. A low and gutteral moan escaped him as he bit her shoulder.

A cry of pain and pleasure erupted from her as she tightly clung onto him. Her head falling back at the immense pleasure and pain that coursed through her veins before a sharp snap of his hips woke her from the brief escape as she felt her hips slowly gyrate and accommodate to the new position she was in.

Within moments she found herself clinging to him like her life depended on it. Chest to chest, breaths mingling with one another in messy and addictive kisses as the heat that coiled tightly within them both was ready to burst. Just as she felt herself about to fall into her climax, a sharp slap to her ass had her scream his name as an equally strong thrust brought her over the edge, his own coming merely moments after as she felt her core being filled.

A firey seed seated heavily inside of her as the excess was squeezed out slowly. Her eyes rolling into the back of her head as she groaned softly. Though just as she felt exhaustion whisk her away, she heard that voice, laced with that familiar tone that got her into this little mess in the first place.

“Thank you for such a delicious meal, little angel....perhaps you’ll indulge this sinner for seconds...”

#knb x reader #knb imagines #imayoshi shouichi x reader #imayoshi x reader #imayoshi shouichi #knb masterlist #kuroko no basket imagines #kuroko no basket x reader #kuroko no basket au

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ghostnebula · 4 years

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How would Reddie's first time go? I feel like they'd fight for who tops/bottoms at first sksk And when Richie agrees to bottom Eddie is like: nono I'm bottoming, you do all the work or smth along those lines. I feel like even sex would be a competition for them. And they'd be big goofs and laugh in the middle of it. What do you think?

Okay okay so here’s the thing, is that I actually have, in my notes for my fwb au, a little asterisk by the “first time” chapter that says: “fist bump or high five after sex. mission accomplished.”

Which is very much like them I think.

Eddie agrees (demands) to bottom and Richie’s kind of in awe the whole time because like. Wow. This boy is so pretty and fiery and smart and snarky and funny and precious and he’s really choosing to do this with Richie of all people? (Unbeknownst to him, Eddie is having a similar thought process).

But the laughter is an absolute yes. They awkwardly smash their teeth together and Richie almost forgets to put a condom on and then it takes like five attempts for him even get inside Eddie because he’s nervous, okay? This is special to him. And then he keeps asking if Eddie’s okay, if it feels good, is he hurting him? Until Eddie takes his face in his hands and says, “Richie. Oh my god. Dude. I’m fine. Are you okay?” and they’re both so red in the face, and Richie says in this squeaky lil voice, “I’m so much more than okay. I mean, holy fuck,” because holy fuck indeed, this is probably going to be the highlight of his life. “We’re having sex.”

“...Yes?” Eddie says.

“My dick is inside you.”

And then Eddie starts laughing, in that stupid little giggle-snort way that made Richie fall in love with him, and Richie does, too, until he has to hide his face against Eddie’s throat and take a few deep breaths. “So are you going to fuck me or are you just going to stay like this until your dick gets soft?” Eddie asks after a few seconds, and Richie lifts himself back up to smile at him, brushes some hair off his forehead in a gesture that betrays just how tenderly he feels towards this boy, and says, in true Richie Tozier fashion, “Oh, Eds, my dick is never soft around you.”

#reddie #inappropriate #minors dni #i think their first time has the potential to actually be very cute and awkward #thats their whole vibe #ask #liamannt

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vantekay · 5 years

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in love ||pjm

word count: 3k

estimated reading time: as usual, I didn’t time it yet so like 13 mins? maybe? unless you read fast idk I’m kind of a slow reader also these are just guesses

genre(s): fluffy fluff, a bit of angst? maybe? like just a couple sentences, crack? i”m sorry I’m so bad at deciding what genres the things I write are sksks

warning(s): the way the last lyric part ends is kinda :/ idk I’m worried I didn’t flesh it out enough but I hope you guys enjoy this either way!

“a simple feeling that I can't seem to shake, oh my love you drive me crazy in the loveliest way”

to say jimin loved you was an understatement. to him you were his sun, his moon and his stars, you were his everything. you were his reason for getting up in the morning, you were his reason for pushing through even the most tiring of days because he knew he’d get to come home and cuddle up with you and distress. he never knew that he could feel this type of love for someone until he met you, and he loved every minute of it. jimin never missed an opportunity to tell you how much he loved you and how crazy he was about you. he would show you how much you meant to him with small gestures, a night in watching movies and cuddling or taking you out for a late night walk in the park because he wanted to enjoy the way the moonlight highlighted all of your features. he was always doing small things like this and it always made you fall in love with him even more. you remember one time pretty early on in your relationship when you had overheard jimin talking to taehyung about you. at first you were nervous, afraid that jimin was expressing how he might not love you as much anymore or other worst case scenarios you could think of but all your worries were put at ease when you were finally able to clearly make out what he was saying.

“it’s crazy tae, I don’t know how else to explain it to you besides saying I’m crazy about her. the love I feel for her is stronger than anything I’ve ever felt before and it’s scary but also enthralling at the same time and I can’t get enough of her. I sound like a lovesick teenager but it’s true” and although you couldn’t see jimin's face, his cheeks were dusted over in the softest pink hue and his eyes crinkled up as he began to smile wider at the thought of you. taehyung couldn’t help but smile back at his friend, leaning forward and placing a hand on his shoulder as their eyes met.

“I’m happy for you hyung, I can tell you really love her and it makes me happy knowing you feel this deeply in love with her, I’m sure she feels the same way” taehyung gushed and jimin couldn’t help but feel his smile drop a bit which didn’t go unnoticed by the other. “you don’t think she feels the same way, do you?” taehyung inquired with a tilt of his head and jimin, not trusting his voice enough to speak, only nodded. you felt your heart drop at jimin’s silence. were you not obvious enough with the way you expressed your gratitude and love back for jimin that he really thought you weren’t just as in love with him as he was with you? it hurt you to hear he was having these doubts about your relationship and you so desperately wanted to barge in there and tell him he was wrong, that you did love him as deeply as he loved you but you kept yourself in place, waiting to hear what would be said next.

“It’s not that I think she doesn’t love me, I know she loves me but I’m worried I love her just a bit more than she loves me, you know? like, I’m worried if she knew how much I really loved her she would get weirded out and leave me” jimin sighed and you couldn’t take it anymore, your feet carrying you into the room before you could think against it and your emotions escaping past your lips without another passing thought. “park jimin, I love you so much more than I have ever loved anyone in my life and that scares me beyond belief but it also makes me feel happy and calm because I know now that you love me just as much. so please, don’t have these insecurities about our relationship and in the future please express your feelings to me so we can work them out. I love you jiminie”. yeah, to say jimin loved you was an understatement.

“I stay up all night just thinking bout' the things that you say”

it wasn’t unusual for jimin to stay at your place, especially after a long day of practice. he would come over and shower, have dinner with you then make sure he asked you about your day and if you had anything fun going on at work that you wanted to talk about before falling asleep in your bed with you in his arms. though jimin never really did fall asleep. often times he would just lay there, one hand running through your hair softly and the other rubbing soothing circles into your back as you talked more about your day cuddled up in his arms. you would go back and forth like that for quite some time, talking about your days and mentioning any plans you may have for the weekend. he cherished moments where he just got to hold you like this and listen to you talk, he always felt bad for being so busy all the time so this was his way of catching up and making it up to you. when he went away on tour he would find himself missing your embrace and your soothing and soft voice droning on about your festivities at work that week and funny stories you would overhear from your colleagues. he also finds himself thinking of these conversations when he’s on tour and has already said goodnight to you. he always smiled when he thought back to them, remembering how your eyes would crinkle up as you laughed or how your eyes shined while talking about something exciting you had done that day.

“I call your phone and hope to hear your voice and all over again I am in love”

nightly calls with jimin when he’s away have always been routine, but you’ve never minded them one bit. he would usually call to talk with you about your day and what you had planned for the following day. he would end it by saying goodnight and that he missed you, promising to talk to you again tomorrow. the calls always left you with a smile on your face and a warmth in your heart from how lovely jimin was, always calling you to check up on you despite how busy and tired he was. sometimes he would call again, in the middle of the night when he was having trouble sleeping and really just wanted to hear your voice. during bts’ latest tour, jimin seemed to call you twice every night, once to say goodnight and again a couple hours later because he couldn’t sleep.

“I’m sorry I keep doing this,” he whispers across the line, his voice breaking slightly despite him not talking that loudly and you feel your heart sink a bit. “you’re not bothering me when you call twice, jiminie. I really don’t mind it” you assure across the line and you can’t see him but his lips have curved up at the edges, a small smile forming on his face at your words. “I know jagi I just feel bad keeping you up so late just because I'm having trouble sleeping” he sighed, running a hand through his hair. “I would do the same thing if you were laying right next to me love, I don’t mind staying up with you. so what do you want to talk about? aliens? opening up your third eye? what topic should we divulge in tonight?” you ask as you get comfortable in bed, placing your phone on the pillow jimin usually uses and pulling the blanket up to your chin. jimin laughs quietly at the topics you suggested, small squeaks emitting from him as he tries not to be too loud since he was sharing a room with the maknae. he hums and places a hand on his chin, pretending to be deep in thought. you giggle at the image of him trying to find something to talk to you about and jimin smiles wider at the sound.

“maybe we can talk about the Illuminati? wait that might worry the FBI guy watching me through my phone right now, how about we go for something simple like, do you think animals have emotions and experience their emotions in the same way we do or is it different? if its different than how we experience emotions then how do you think they experience it?” jimin rambles off and you laugh in shock at his topic for the night. “and that’s simpler than talking about the things I mentioned?” you joke with an eyebrow raised, mocking offense and even though jimin can’t see you he knows what you’re doing and laughs a bit louder, clamping his hand over his mouth to try and stay quiet. “well kind of, but it’s really interesting to think about! seriously, what do you think?” jimin pushes and you finally give in, talking with him about your thoughts on the subject and having a discussion with him about both of your views. before either of you know it, it’s been about 3 hours and jimin is slowly falling asleep. “thank you jagi…” jimin mumbles for the third time as his eyes flutter closed, exhausted from him attempting to keep them open for the past 20 minutes. you chuckle before responding in a soft voice “of course my angel, sleep well” and soon you are met with the sounds of jimin’s evened out breath as he finally achieves the sleep he was chasing after earlier.

“I walk through this familiar scene with flowers blooming, sun that's shining through the leaves in the trees”

jimin loves taking you on nature walks. him and his father used to go for hikes and walks occasionally and he loved that he could continue to do them with you. jimin remembers one time he had asked you to do an all day hike with him. you were hesitant at first, but he promised it would be worth it, telling you the place he wanted to hike up to had a beautiful outlook of the city and if you had left early enough you would be able to get there by sunset. you were wary at first but jimin finally convinced you, telling you that he would prepare snacks and a picnic for you both for the day. you had set out for your hike early in the morning thanks to jimin who had to literally drag you out of bed. the first 20 minutes of your journey was filled with you whining about how jimin made you get up early and do exercise, but you quickly warmed up once the sun had come out a little more as you continued your walk. you and jimin finally reached the spot he had told you about the day prior around 7. the sun had begun it’s decent and true to jimin’s word, the scene in front of you was breathtaking. jimin places down the snack filled bag with a huff as you continue to walk towards the edge of the path to stare at the city below you. you stare at the setting sun in front of you with your mouth hung open when jimin comes up to your side and places a hand under your chin, playfully closing your mouth. “if you keep your mouth open like that, flies will get in” jimin teases and you swat his hand away, turning to say something sarcastic back to him when he catches your lips in a kiss. your surprise quickly melts as you succumb to the kiss, allowing jimin to bring you closer by the waist as he plays with the hem of your shirt. after a couple of minutes, you finally break apart, foreheads against each other as you attempt to regain your breath. jimin smiles at you before pecking your lips again. “you look so beautiful like this” he whispers against your lips and your cheeks are instantly lit aflame with a deep red blush. you attempt to pull away from him, mumbling about how he’s too cheesy for his own good but he’s quick to pull you back by the loops in your belt. “I’m serious, you look gorgeous like this, well you look gorgeous all the time but with the sun setting and casting this orange glow against your skin,” he brings a hand up to gently brush against your cheek before he continues, “the way it highlights your features is otherworldly, I want to keep this image in my head for the rest of my life.” jimin finishes and by this point you are complete putty in his hands. jimin smiles until his eyes turn into crescents and you mimic him, smiling hard and letting his compliments reside in your mind. you finally pull away from him, moving towards the bag he dropped to rummage through it and pull out some snacks. jimin watches you, continuing to admire the way the sun's final orange hues lighten the area around you and continue to give your body a heavenly glow as you maneuver around the small space the mountain top provides. jimin stares for as long as he can, burning this image of you into his memory for nights when he misses you most.

“so baby won't you help me understand just what it means to be in love”

sure jimin has had his share of girlfriends in the past, but none of them could be compared to you and the way you make him feel. the love jimin feels for you is infinite, and sometimes a little overwhelming. taehyung gets to hear all about it, since whenever jimin comes back from your place beaming taehyung is the only one to start a conversation with him about you. the other members used to, but after awhile they didn’t really care to listen to jimin talk about you as much and as often as he did. they would respectfully leave the room, leaving jimin and taehyung to sit in the now vacant living room so jimin can gush over how much he loves you. taehyung loves hearing about it, loves watching the way his best friends eyes gleam with love as he talks about you. sometimes jimin will ask taehyung for help on understanding your emotions if you had been a bit standoffish that day and had asked jimin to give you some time to feel better. taehyung was always eager to help jimin understand and find ways to get you to open up when you felt that way. what jimin loved about you the most though, that taehyung had heard about almost every time his friend began to speak about you, was that he really thought you were the love of his life. sure, jimin had thought this too with a couple of his past girlfriends but the feeling with you was different, stronger. he felt connected to you on a deeper level than he did with his other relationships. jimin had confessed to taehyung these thoughts and how he wanted to marry you, despite you only being together for about a year. taehyung- being the family man he was- encouraged jimin, told him to go for it and to not let any doubts hold him back. that’s how he ended up where he was now, a couple of months after that conversation with tae, standing outside of your apartment door with a ring in the left pocket of his suit jacket, hands sweaty and trembling as he brought his hand up to knock on your door. today was your two year anniversary and jimin had planned a nice dinner for tonight, ending with his big proclamation of love. you answer the door in a beautifully simple black dress, and jimin feels the breath get knocked out of him. he takes your hand and leads you downstairs to his car, driving you to the restaurant. after you eat and are back at your apartment, jimin begins to grow increasingly nervous about his proposal. you’re sitting on the couch in your living room now, both changed into more comfortable clothes as jimin fiddles with the ring in his hoodie pocket. he decides that it’s now or never, and gets up from his spot on the couch to stand in front of you. you look up at him with your head titled, “what are you doing love?” you ask and suddenly jimin is kneeling in front of your sitting form with the ring box open in his hands, a blush residing deep on his cheeks as he clears his throat to speak. “y/n, I know today was our two year anniversary and I know we haven’t talked much about a future together but there is nobody else I can imagine spending the rest of my life with. I know we are still young and I know this might be scary to you but it would make me so happy if you would say yes cause you have showed me what it feels like to experience true love and happiness and I never want to have that taken away from me”. by the time jimin finishes speaking you have tears streaming down your cheeks as your hand covers your mouth. jimin mistakes your reaction of pure happiness for sadness and he begins to get up, putting the ring back in his pocket as apologies begin to stumble out of his mouth. you quickly shoot yourself up off the couch to wrap your arms around his neck, mumbling repetitively into his neck “yes yes yes”. jimin pulls away from you and tilts his head in question, “what?” and you quickly put your lips on his, pulling back because of the salty taste of your tears interrupting the kiss. “yes jimin, I would love to be your wife” you repeat and jimin breaks down into tears of his own. “are you serious? oh god I thought I had messed up-” “jimin just put the ring on my finger and kiss me” you tell him and he does as told without any hesitation. in exactly five months you would be known as park y/n and jimin would be the happiest man alive, finally believing that he had found his definition of true love.

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xoxolittlebbylola · 3 years

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To start this out, to this person I’m forever sorry. Truly forever sorry. The way I’ve acted is truly unacceptable and disgusting to say the least. I fucked up I know think I truly fucked up on you ever coming back and I know this. But B I can’t help but be in love with you. I purposely went crazy to see how far I could push you to see if you would come back and you won’t. I am grateful for you as a human even though I don’t show it and im extremely selfish. I feel like deep down you and i both know we’re soulmates despite everything. You need me and I need you. I know I hurt you and for that I’m truly fucking sorry...

I know I’m about to sound psychotic trust me I know because truthfully I feel fucking pyschotic for feeling this way. I don’t understand how someone can trigger me in such a way. I remember matching with you and just having this sense this knowing just from looking at you that I knew you before. Most likely in a past life or something of that nature. But when I looked at you I just knew I fucking knew you were the person I was supposed to be with. And when you finally messaged me back I was so happy, like beyond happy. I would check that thing daily and ignore other men (I’m obviously wine drunk so like none of this makes sense to anyone buy me but hey it’s fine sksks) and when you messaged me I said that’s it this is it. It’s happening. When we started talking you knew from the jump what it was going to be dont lie. You knew I wanted you and just you. But somehow I managed to screw that all up by being fucking crazy. Like I always am when I don’t think things played out in my favor and if I could take it all back I would because quite frankly I’m embarrassed that I even acted the way I’m going to speak about. I remember the day I asked you to hangout finally and you said yes and it actually freaked me out a bit. I had this cute ass little date set up and I bought you some cute shit from the Japanese store because I knew you were sad about not being able to go to Japan because of covid. You asked me to wear something I could easily get off and honestly as a thick bitch I was really scared like terrified that once you saw me you wouldn’t want anything to do with me. So I obviously freaked out on you, went crazy and pushed you away which is regret doing... I then tried to correct it by love bombing you which scared you and that something I never wanted to do. Once I moved into my apartment I said out loud this Russian spell I’ve said since a child every time I’ve moved(sleeping in a new place show me my loves face) and I fell asleep that night and I had a dream about you and that’s when everything started to connect itself. It made sense on why I knew you and why I loved you from the moment I saw you. And before you go have you ever seen him in person, yes I have, I saw you but you didn’t see me because I ran away before you could. I had to make sure it was you because I didn’t want to be wrong but honestly I’m never wrong so. I can’t remember the day it was but I remember seeing you then calling you and we got into a giant fight and you made me promise to leave you alone which I did. A few months later I get drunk and send him something along the lines of I love you why can’t you love me back and I get this phone call of a female screaming at me calling me all of these names threatening to kill me and my child. And at this point I see red and I’m ready to fight.. he then proceeds to text me at 3 am saying call me lol and I’m like oh you think it’s funny so we continue to fight into the next day and he tells me to call him and mind you the last time we had a phone conversation was months prior and he had me crying for 3 hours and cutting my wrist open. I’m not proud of that either because I know my worth I’m just a dumbass. So we get on the phone and we’re yelling at each other and honestly his voice just makes me horny even though he mocks me (he likes me because he does this I’m not dumb) and he proceeded to tell me that someone has being texting and harassing him and I find out it’s my ex’s wife because she’s been doing the same shit to other people. He says I’m lying so I prove my innocences because you ain’t finna to call me a liar. We make up and agree not to talk (honestly I wasn’t cool with that I wanted to actually make up make up and fix things) . So I left him alone from there for a little bit but the universe works in weird ways , the ex’s wife started harassing people again and when I messaged him he went off on me telling me no to speak to him and I go off because I’m trying to figure out if this bitch sent him my sex tape or not.

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rtvside · 4 years

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a peek into band management : 𝐂𝐀𝐑𝐎𝐋𝐈𝐍𝐄 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐌𝐏𝐈𝐎𝐍 .

𝟎𝟎𝟏. 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐓𝐒 :

NAME: caroline diana champion

AGE: twenty - four

GENDER: cis woman

PRONOUNS: she / her / hers

HOMETOWN: london , england

OCCUPATION: fortune 500 company heir , band manager for some saints .

TRAITS: + purposeful , erudite , composed - reserved , despondent , reluctant

HOGWARTS HOUSE: ravenclaw

MORAL ALIGNMENT: lawful good

HEIGHT: 5′9

ORIENTATION: pansexual

𝟎𝟎𝟐. 𝐌𝐈𝐍𝐈 𝐁𝐈𝐎 :

caro was born in london into a musical family . her dad was the founder and ceo of famed record label champ records , and her mother was a retired singer akin to the likes of celine dion who now worked as a consultant

being mixed race in the uk was tough for caro , who was never quite enough for either identity . she grew up the youngest of 3 , but always got the sense that she was alone despite being surrounded by people . her family was well known and even better off , so she felt guilty with the sense that she was missing something , but kept her sentiments to herself

she escaped into the realm of books , mowing through her family library voraciously . she skips a year almost as soon as she starts school , an unquenchable thirst to learn and improve making her even more notable than the famous champion surname she totes .

her parents are kind but oblivious to their daughter’s sense of isolation due to their own busy schedules , so caro takes it upon herself to make something of herself . she’s writing almost as early as she can remember , just a few lines here and there , but eventually penning whole songs over bare boned melodies she hums at the family grand piano . though she’d never picture herself sharing these with anyone , her music and her writings give her an outlet to pour herself into

she grows into a stunning young woman who benefits greatly from a double dose of a wealthy upbringing and pretty privilege , though a stern father who forged his own path ensures she stays humble despite the hordes of people bending over backwards to please her . she struggles in her teen years to form true friendships , fearing that the friends she makes are only after her celebrity recognition or trying to get to her father through her . this distrust only forces her further into herself , focusing on her studies and believing people will come second

she dates someone casually as she’s ready to apply to universities , a musician who is the first person she shows her compositions to , truly feeling herself open up until they ask to come to her father’s workplace to meet the man themself . caroline , feeling a repeat of being taken advantage of , cuts them off and erases all thought of her own musical career , feeling she will never be able to properly achieve her dream without the constant reminder that half her life was already handed to her .

instead , she heads to the US for business school and graduates with honors from an ivy league university , deciding to stay in the family business but beginning with quite the project , some saint and their revolving door of management teams . knowing a challenge is the only thing she can properly put her mind to , she takes the boys on and directs her way into their best sales within months of their new direction . it’s difficult work , but with their talent and her brain for strategy , she runs a tight ship on her end and is managing to ensure they get the recognition they deserve and then some ( though their publicist hates them all , manager included )

she’s not sure what will come next , but she does know she wants to keep making a platform to help others succeed while she remains behind the scenes . she starts the champion foundation , a non-profit that teaches young girls different business skills in order to encourage them to pursue their own positions of power . it’s one of her proudest accomplishments and she diverts lots of her free time to events for it

𝟎𝟎𝟑. 𝐏𝐄𝐑𝐒𝐎𝐍𝐀𝐋𝐈𝐓𝐘

caroline is forever putting the needs of others before herself . though she’s not a pushover by any means ( and can actually be rather frigid and aloof ) she’s constantly working herself to her brink without taking any time to herself

very much a know it all and due to being quite large brained , she tends to be right . she moves at lightning speed and hates feeling unproductive . she reads at every meal and has replaced listening to music with usually listening to audiobooks . caro prides herself in being the most well - educated person in the room , as her appearance can lend to her not being taken seriously , and being the know - all , end - all can usually silence skeptics as soon as she opens her mouth

she’s incredibly composed and carries herself almost like a politician . never a hair out of place , never a crease in her outfit , never a smudge in her glasses . caro is obsessed with accomplishing exactly what her high expectations are set to and will stop at very little to ensure she gets there . she will often work herself into sleepless nights and insist a quick power nap and a green eye will be enough to prepare her for the next meeting she has

people have joked that if she were american she should run for president and she doesnt disagree !

despite a persona of complete control , caro still struggles to let herself enjoy things due to her fear of failure and being seen only for her lineage . she never partied growing up and actually wouldn’t mind doing so , but fears that she never has a moment to let herself enjoy things because good things never last and she’ll only waste her own time

control freak who doesnt like distractions and is SO self - critical of herself , truly has never given herself credit in her LIFE just keeps wanting to work until she drops

she’s scary but a hot , ‘ im the captain now ’ kind of scary sksks . she has a p high tolerance for people she has to impress but if she’s in charge ? she’ll hand ur ass to u w that lil accent and not a SINGLE hesitation and then turn around and smile so cutely for the cameras

caro is INTENSE about her passions but feels herself readily closing off the moment things go wrong . she can’t handle attachment and figures it’s best to keep things at a safe distance rather than to risk the dangers of ruining things .

inspired by the EVER iconic hermione granger ( who is one of her heroes ,) meredith grey , and maybe a bit of spencer hastings ?? prob also michaela from htgawm ! her vibe ( and music and accent ) are based off jorja smith so if u need to picture caro , put on an interview w miss smith , close ur eyes , and it’s caro luv :)

𝟎𝟎𝟒. 𝐏𝐋𝐎𝐓𝐒 :

secret exes bc i DEF know she wouldnt be out letting her personal life become public ! this would have been TOUGH to get into caro’s inner circle so maybe this was a friendship first or someone she shouldnt have been attracted to but she just was bc they balanced her out ? anyways PLEASE i beg that they ended and there’s angst

PUBLIC exes because i feel she would 100% be like ‘this would be mutually beneficial and my team agrees we dont even have to touch in public’ askskks i love a fake dating plot !

inner circle of one or two friends , just the few people she trusts and lowkey opens up to on tour ?

booty call — i would LAUGH if this is someone she is SO not supposed to be in bed with and she covers their mouth every time they meet and is like ‘please don’t fucking speak you’re so annoying’ but the chem is just too fire !

fashion buddies ! caro does a ton of modeling on the side to build her brand and i’d love if she knew ur muse from one of these campaigns and they were friendly !

ex friends , they used to be close until maybe your muse did something that freaked caro out and made her cut ur muse off for barely any reason ?

skinny love , i would LOVEEE if someone opened caro up and made her feel comfortable being herself for once , maybe takes her to parties or has sleepovers with her and they’re just soft and sweet but the slow burn HURTS bc theyre both in love with each other and unwilling to admit it ! extra points if they have drama behind why they cant actually date !

good influence — caro is 100% a fuckin’ mom friend but a SCARY mom so besides the band boys it would be funny to me if she was like ‘not u too’ when she has to pull up at 3 am to come get ur muse from a club bc theyre too faded to see straight and she lectures ur muse the whole way home before tucking them in and snuggling next to them to make sure they sleep ok

someone she hates but they keep donating to her foundation so she has to play nice

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