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sinsirellaxx · 1 month

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Hey dear! how about the toxic slytherin boys reacting to the reader wearing a short skirt?

Slytherin Boys – What they’d do if you wore a short skirt

Warning: Toxic Slytherin boys

A/N: Thank you for the request! ❤️ I have the feeling that these toxic boys are more leaning towards yandere ... if it's too much for you, please let me know!

Otherwise: Have fun reading! And not proofread – so, proceed with caution!

Mattheo …

… stared at you – surprised by your audacity. He had told you not to wear that skirt that morning, yet there you were: waltzing around in a tiny skirt. Gritting his teeth he’d stand up from the sofa and walk up to you. You noticed your boyfriend, a small smirk on your lips as you awaited his reaction.

Seeing the smirk on your face further added to his anger. You wanted his attention that bad? He’d make sure you’d get it. When he got close enough, he bent down slightly, grabbed the back of your thighs, and threw you over his shoulder. One of his hands moved to cover your ass from prying eyes as he walked towards his dorm. If you wanted to be a brat, he’d have to teach you how to behave.

“Wrong move, babe.”

You were his and he’d have to remind you of that. Not that he minded.

Theodore …

… cursed in Italian when he spotted you. The fuck? He didn’t waste another second before removing his jacket and wrapping it around your waist. He was utterly shocked, because this wasn’t like you. He never had to tell you how to dress prior to this because you never wore something risky. “Love, you can’t walk around looking like this.” He’d scold you with a frown on his face. You stared at him with sad eyes as you asked him if you looked bad. Theodore groaned loudly as he threw his head back, his hands combing through his hair. Your naivety was going to be the death of him. Shaking his head he cupped your cheeks in his large hands, forcing you to look at him. “No, bella. You look amazing – absolutely beautiful. And that is the problem. I don’t want anyone else to see you look this pretty and tempting. Alright?”

Lorenzo …

… would be livid. Not just because of you but also because of the boys turning around to look at you. He’d instantly feel the urge to whisk you away and hide you in his room, but he knew he couldn’t. Not just yet. Instead, he chose to walk towards you, glaring at the boys until they finally averted their eyes. Lorenzo hugged you close to his body as he silently grit out, “Love, what is this? Are you trying to test my patience?”

He'd definitely get rid of all the short skirts and dresses in your closet.

Draco …

… immediately pulled you somewhere more secluded before pinning you against the wall. “It’s funny you think you can walk around looking like that.” He’d growl against your ear with his hands on your hips. “Go and change.”

If you nod and do whatever he wants, like the good and obedient girl that he wants, he’ll be satisfied. If you refuse, however, he’ll grab a fistful of your hair and pull your head back slightly. Having now access to your neck, he’ll pepper kisses and bites onto your skin, desperate to leave as many marks as possible. “You’ll go change. Now. Stop being a brat.”

Blaise …

… would be hot and bothered. Loves the skirt on you. Hates the attention you get. His hands would immediately be on your hips, gripping tightly as he leaned down to whisper into your ear. “Baby, what’s with the skirt? Don’t you think it’s too short?” He’d ask.

When you proudly asked him if he liked it and told him that you wore it for him, he couldn’t help but relax, the initial anger wearing off.

“You look great, love. But only wear this when you’re with me.” Blaise said, his voice low and commanding.

Tom …

… immediately pulls out his wand and in a matter of second your skirt will have grown by a few inches. He’d never allow you to walk around with a short skirt and there was nothing you could do. Tom would still be angry with you though and depending on how you reacted to your new skirt he’d have to resort to a rougher approach.

“If you walk around with a skirt that short again you won’t be walking for long. I might just lock you up, doll.”

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fyorina · 3 months

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ᡣ𐭩 ALWAYS!

FEATURING: dazai osamu

SUMMARY: taking care of a certain suicidal detective is thankless work—or so, that's what everyone says at least, including dazai himself, but you're not as convinced. (wordcount: 1.8k; sfw, mentions of dazai's struggles w depression & self-care; fem!reader)

AUTHOR'S NOTES: dazaiiiii <3

Dazai chronically neglects his physical health.

You don't know if it's on purpose or not, you don't think it really matters either way, although some of your coworkers beg to differ in the way that they chide you for "encouraging" his behavior when you go out of your way to take care of him when he refuses to do so himself. Kunikida thinks that he’ll never learn to take care of himself if he constantly has you there as a fallback, but you think it's a bit ridiculous to not extend a hand to someone who is clearly struggling. You know Kunikida means well for Dazai, and he often goes out of his way himself to help the man in his own ways, but sometimes it's not as simple as having to "learn to take care of yourself" and you fear that if no one's there to set him straight when he starts to disregard his health, it'll just turn into another suicide attempt and you'll all be scrambling to help him when his body gives in because it's too weak to sustain itself.

Sometimes, he neglects himself in major ways. Frequently, you catch him going all day without eating, sometimes days if you don’t notice it right away, all because he claims that he’s not hungry. He rarely cleans his wounds properly after missions and they end up getting infected, and that’s always a mess because then he starts whining about "this type of death being too painful" and Yosano has to spend hours treating him.

Days like today, he neglects himself in minor ways—ways that he thinks he can get away with because no one cares enough to scold him over every little thing.

No one except you, at least.

It’s bitterly cold outside, the wind is harsh and dry, and the heat in the office has utterly failed. Usually, the president would let you guys go back to the dorms rather than let you suffer in the cold, but the case the office is handling is time-sensitive, and you need to at least set up the preparations for the infiltration mission that’s going to take place in a few days.

Dazai is late, of course, and Kunikida is even more irritated than usual because if all hands were on deck for this, you’d all be able to head back to the dorm earlier. You’re a bit annoyed too, honestly, because your fingers are freezing and your nose is cold, but you figure that Dazai is going to get enough shit from Kunikida anyway.

The door to the office cracks open—speak of the devil, you think to yourself—and your eyes cut upward to where Dazai is peeking into the office, as if to see if Kunikida was waiting for him. Luckily, the president called the irate blonde and Tanizaki into his office to go over the specifics of the infiltration.

“Dazai,” you say, shooting him a flinty look. “You’re late.”

“Bella,” he tosses you a charming smile—one that never works, mind you, but he never fails to try. “I have a good excuse, you see.”

You raise your eyebrows. “Oh yeah?” you press. “Let me hear it”

“Ha, well…” he trails off, and your expression drops when he finally steps into the office and you see he’s only wearing his thin tan trench coat.

“Dazai, what are you wearing?” you ask, appalled. You’re bundled up in your winter jacket and a scarf and you’re still freezing—and you’ve worn Dazai’s coat often enough to know that there’s absolutely zero insulation or protection from the winds.

Dazai gives a look that’s eerily reminiscent of a dog that knows it did something bad, brown eyes just a bit too wide and the corner of his lips turned downward. He makes his way over to his desk, right next to your own, and you notice how he’s violently shivering, face bright red and lips so dry and chapped that they seem to be bleeding.

Your eye twitches in irritation, Dazai gives you a sheepish smile and then winces as his bottom lip splits and blood dribbles over his lips.

“You’re an absolute moron,” you hiss and rise to your feet. “Sit down.”

You all but storm over to the break room, rifling through the closet to find the blanket you stored in there a while back for Kunikida when he decides to stay over at the office to finish up work. It’s fluffy, and warm, and entirely not meant for Dazai’s idiocy but desperate times call for desperate measures.

Yosano gives you an amused look when she sees you gathering the blanket in your arms as she passes by the break room.

“You know, I bet he does this just because he likes when you fuss over him,” she says offhandedly, leaning against the doorframe as she watches you kick the closet door back shut.

“Well, it’s either fussing over him or letting him go off and get himself killed,” you scowl, making your way out of the break room back toward Dazai, who’s sitting dutifully where you left him.

“That’s so unfair,” Ranpo immediately complains. “I asked for the blanket earlier and you said no, you can’t just give it to Dazai because he’s your boyfriend.”

“First of all, I can give my blanket to whoever I want, maybe you shouldn’t have stolen my tootsie rolls, Ranpo,” you say, ignoring the way Ranpo raises his chin indignantly. “Second of all, Dazai is not my boyfriend, he is just incompetent at life.”

“Could’ve fooled me,” Ranpo scoffs. “The day you two get together is the day the entire office can finally be at peace. We’re sick of the pining.”

You gape, picking up a stray desktop tape and flinging it at Ranpo’s head. Ranpo dodges with a cackle, letting it soar past him and into the wall. You glare at him and return your attention to Dazai, not even saying a word as you bundle the fluffy blanket around him until it’s fully covering his thin, shivering form.

You notice that his neck is still uncovered, both skin and bandages visible—red and frigid from the wind outside. Brows knit together, you unwrap your scarf from your neck and wrap it around his neck neatly.

You think it’s a bit cute the way he’s staring up at you, bundled in thick blankets and your scarf, but you’ll never admit that.

You frown as your eyes dart down to his chapped, bleeding lips. You dab at the wet blood with a tissue before letting out a sharp sigh, wandering back over to your desk and grabbing your lip balm from your drawer. You take a step closer to Dazai again, he watches curiously as you reach out to tilt his head up.

The skin of his cheek is cold beneath your fingers and you stroke it absently, trying to warm it up a bit, before you bring the lip balm up to your lips, biting the cap to take it off before dropping it back down in your hand and placing it in your pocket.

Dazai is uncharacteristically quiet as he watches you bring the lip balm up to his lips. You trace the outline of his lips with the balm, gentle over where they had cracked from dryness and the cold. You can feel his warm breath against your hand and you try to ignore his proximity because no, Dazai is not your boyfriend, but sometimes you wish he is—for all of his quirks and as much as he frustrates you, you care for him desperately.

And when he’s like this, pliant under under your touch as he lets you take care of him, watching you with wide eyes filled with an indecipherable, adoring emotion… You feel it all the more intensely.

Your touch lingers for a moment as you finish coating his lips with the lip balm before you finally let your hands fall to your sides.

“Not dating my ass,” Naomi snorts from across the room, still blatantly watching the two of you, as if you were some reality entertainment. You scowl at her and throw a pen in her direction, she only giggles and tosses you a wink.

You shake your head and take a seat back down at your desk, putting your lip balm away and about to go back to working on the research for the infiltration mission. Before you can focus, Dazai scooches his chair closer to you.

His cheeks are still flushed pink from the cold, hair tousled from the wind, and his lips are shiny from your lip balm. He leans in a bit and you raise your eyebrows a bit in amusement.

“Yes?” you ask quietly, lips tilted up in a small smile.

Dazai doesn’t answer for a moment, his eyes are glittering in a way that you know is dangerous but you don’t move away like you probably should. Instead, you stay still as he leans in a bit more and captures your lips in a soft kiss. It’s brief and gentle, no more than two or three seconds long, and his lips are terribly chapped and tasting of your lip balm, but it has your heart stuttering in your chest and your face feeling hot. You can hear Naomi gasp in delight, clapping her hands together, Yosano let out a deafening whoop of a cat call and Ranpo cry a loud finally!

Dazai leans back—his eyes are still shining and his lips are turned up. He looks as if he’s about to say something but before he can, the door to Fukuzawa’s office slams open and Kunikida storms out of it: “You shitty waste of bandages! You’re two hours late!”

“Not now, Kunikida!” Yosano says loudly, intercepting the man before he can rip Dazai right out of his chair. She pushes him toward the break room, throwing the two of you a grin and a wink. You shake your head a bit in amusement.

The moment is ruined, but Dazai is undeterred, finally speaking up.

“Let me take you out later, bella?” Dazai asks, voice quiet and teasing as he rests his chin on his hand, leaning on his desk as he looks over at you.

You laugh. “The only place you’re going later is back to your apartment because you’re going to be sick, Dazai.”

Dazai pouts, over-exaggerated and dramatic but then he amends, a bit more softly, “Take care of me later?”

Your smile is gentle now as you reply with: "Always.”

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mncxbe · 5 months

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Hello, hope you're doing well!! Can I request of chuuya, akutagawa, dazai with a s/o who has tattoos? It can be one or multiple. You can do sfw or nsfw according to your wish. Love your blogs btw ♡

hi nonnie^^ i absolutely love this idea. as a proud owner of a tattoo this hit so close to home. hope you like it♡♡

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Ink blue

𝑫𝒂𝒛𝒂𝒊, 𝑪𝒉𝒖𝒖𝒚𝒂, 𝑨𝒌𝒖𝒕𝒂𝒈𝒂𝒘𝒂 𝒙 𝒇𝒆𝒎!𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒅𝒆𝒓

𝑮𝒆𝒏𝒓𝒆: fluff/ smut♡

𝑫𝒂𝒛𝒂𝒊

this man loves tattoos and the only reason he doesn't have one himself is because he doesn't like pain

when you tell him you're planning to get another tattoo he's thrilled and so invested. he even helps you choose a tattoo design if you haven't decided on one

I think his preferred placement would be either on the chest or the nape of your neck so that he can kiss it when he fucks you from behing

after the tattoo is fully healed Dazai loves to trace his fingertips over it and feel its outline

"Shiit- baby just like that" Dazai cooed against your heated skin, nails digging into the plush of your hips as he buried himself deeper inside you.

With each thrust your velvety walls clenched around him, causing little moans and helpess groans to spill from his lips. You looked so pretty like this, back curved into a perfect arch, face hidden between the pristine sheets on your shared bed; he just couldn't help himself.

Dazai knew you were close and, reaching a hand under your hip, began circling your puffy clit, coaxing an nth orgasm out of you.

"Fhuh~ fuck 'samu" you babbled out, limbs growing limp as you gushed around him. Your boyfriend only chuckled and leaned over your frame, pressing you further down into the mattress.

"There you go sweet thing" With a shaky hand he brushed the damp hair from the nape of your neck, uncovering your tattoo. " 's so pretty 'donna looks gorgeous on ya" he whispered, glossy lips raising goosebumps in their way as he traced them over your tattoo.

Dazai felt his dick twitch inside you and quickly pulled out. His eyes remained glued to your tattoo and heaving back as he pumped himself a few times; his orgasm soon washing over him as he spilled his hot cum on your ass.

"I'll be damned bella" he huffed and you turned to face him only to catch a glimps of his fucked-out grin "You're gonna be the death of me I'm telling you."

𝑪𝒉𝒖𝒖𝒚𝒂

Chuuya is the type of man who worships every inch of your skin, with or without tattoos, so he really doesn't mind the fact that you've got a few pieces

he honestly thinks it makes you look badass and is lowkey turned on by them

he'd buy you clothes that show your tattoos; for example if you have one on your lower back he would get you the prettiest backless dress he can find

if you try hard enough you may even convince him to get a matching tattoo with you

"Chuuya honey I can't possibly wear this outside the house" you groaned, trudging out of your shared bedroom wearing the brand new dress he got you.

Your boyfriend was seated on the couch, one of his arms draped over the back of the sofa as he lazily swirled his glass of wine in the other. His lips curled into a sly smile as he watched you step into the room.

The dress barely covered your skin, showing off all your curves and the pretty tattoo on your chest. Once again, Chuuya sent a silent prayer to whoever invented sheer fabric.

"I don't know what you're talking about, sweetheart. I think you look amazing" he said softly, taking a sip of wine.

You walked up to him and crossed your arms in frustration "I didn't say I don't look good, I pointed out the fact that I can't go out on the streets wearing this"

Your boyfriend couldn't help but smile at your vexed comment. "Relax, darling. You can wear it inside f'me from time to time" Wrapping an arm around your waist he pulled you onto his lap.

Chuuya took in your pretty figure, gaze lingering on the ink beneath your dress; it was a true masterpiece, intricate yet elegant patterns of flowers and leaves adorning your skin. He could look at it for days without getting bored for a second.

Raising his gaze to meet yours, he pulled you in for a kiss. You could taste the sugary wine on his lips, heat blooming in your core as he slid a hand in your hair, gloved fingers entangling with your silky strands.

When he eventually pulled away his gaze was glazed in ecstasy, lips curled into a languid smile. Chuuya gave your hip a reassuring pat, signaling you to get up.

"C'mon dear, you've got many more outfits to try on for me tonight" he chuckled, earning a half-hearted scoff from you as you got off his lap and walked back towards your bedroom.

𝑨𝒌𝒖𝒕𝒂𝒈𝒂𝒘𝒂

despite popular belief Akutagawa isn't much of a tattoo enjoyer. he's not a big fan of flashy, coloured tattoos but he would like something small and simple on you

especially if it's in a place only he can see

after a while he ends up liking them a lot cuz he realises they make you unique

imagine you get a little tattoo of Rashomon he'd cry fr

Akutagawa's eyes narrowed as he looked at the newly acquired tattoo on your hip. "And what's that supposed to be?"

You beamed, carefully removing the plastic foil on top of your tattoo "It's Rashomon, well, a chibi version of Rashomon. Do you like it?"

Your boyfriend only sighed in response, slightly tilting his head to the side. "And you did this... why?" You were truly unbelieveable; he has told you countless times to stop tattooing meaningless things on your body but you just wouldn't listen to him.

Sensing his disapproval, you took a few steps closer to him and wrapped your arms around his waist; closing the distance between the two of you.

"I thought it would be nice to get something that reminded me of you. You know, for when you're gone for days on missions"

Your comment only managed to further aggravate his state. "Cut the crap, Y/N. I'm never gone for that long"

"Yea, but you could be. I'm just taking precautions here" Giving his hips a light sqeeze, you rose to your tippy toes to place a string of feathery kisses on his neck. "C'mon babe you can't deny it's cute."

And indeed, Akutagawa couldn't say that he fully disliked the tattoo; it looked great on you. Your saccharine affections eventually got to him, a little smile tugging at the corners of his lips.

"Aight, you won." he said softly, hooking a finger under your chin to tilt it up "But it's the last one, ok? Promise me"

You nodded eagerly, gazing up at him with your big doe eyes and for a moment he almost believed you. Almost. Your boyfriend placed a chaste kiss to your forehead before letting you go, motioning you towards the bathroom.

"Go moisturize it at least. I don't want Rashomon to turn up patchy"

You blew him a kiss before making your way to the bathroom, leaving him all alone in the kitchen. Only when you were fully out of sight did he allow himself to fully smile, thinking of how utterly adorable your gesture was.

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fooled-around-and-fell · 1 year

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you write papí pascal so well i absolutely adore your writing! any chance there could be a continuation of Age Gap while they’re at the red carpet? thats all i’ve got feel free to do what you want with it! love ya <3 - 🪐

a/n: Thank you! And I did not expect some of you to request a part 2 hahahha but here you go, lovelies 💕 side note, look at how proud he looks in the gif right before he said "cool slutty daddy" - i love him

Pairing: Pedro Pascal x reader

first part || Masterlist

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It made you sick to your core -- your nerves. Maybe that's a good sign, maybe that meant you're taking this seriously.

So you're nervous, as you should be! You're dating the world's biggest star right now, and it just so happens that he's 20 years older than you.

No big deal, right? You'll get through it, right?

You tried to smile at yourself in the mirror and ended up grunting in stress.

The red carpet event was tonight, and you're already in the hotel room Pedro's team had booked for the two of you to get ready in. You didn't even think you'd have his team help you get ready, you thought you'd just get ready at home and leave with him, but nope!

This must be how Mia Thermopolis felt, you thought.

"Hey Y/N, you ready?"

You looked at Pedro's stylist, "Yes! What do I have to do?"

She chuckled, "Nothing, honey. Just sit tight. We'll do the work."

Behind her, 3 other people followed. They brought in the outfit you were going to wear, a huge makeup box, and what you assumed to be a few options for shoes.

They were quick, of course, they're professionals. By the time Pedro got to the hotel room after a press conference, you were already in the outfit, and his stylists were picking out the right shoes for you.

"Dios mío..." Pedro whispered to himself, "You look... fucking beautiful, cariño."

You smiled back at him, "Thank you, Pedrito."

"Pedrito?" He raised his brows suggestively, "Oh I like this new nickname."

Pedro made his way to smother you in kisses and hugs, but his team had pulled him away because he, too, had to get ready. "I'll be with you soon, amor!"

"You two are too cute." One of his stylists commented.

"He's too cheesy sometimes."

"I can hear you!"

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You were holding Pedro's hand for the entire ride to the red carpet. It wasn't long, but it felt like ages.

"Don't worry, you'll do great." He smiled, trying to reassure you.

You couldn't help but feel a twinge of guilt. You didn't want to make the red carpet to be about you, it was the premiere of one of the biggest, most famous video game adaptations of all time. But at the same time, you felt a little relieved knowing that maybe - just maybe - the media might focus on the series instead of you.

"You ready, cariño?" He asked before he opened the door, making sure you were okay.

Nodding your head, Pedro exited the car and circled around to your side of the door. He had made you practice letting him open the door for you every single time.

You could hear the screams of fans, the cameras flashing, everyone was incredibly happy to see him.

Just put on a smile. You're here for Pedro.

Pedro opened the door for you, peeking his head to make sure you're okay one last time before offering you his hand. You took his hand and slowly got out of the car, keeping a friendly smile.

"You're doing great." Pedro kissed your temple as you both made your way further into the red carpet, hand in hand.

Just. Breathe.

"Pedro, over here!" You keep hearing paparazzi scream. Pedro's team had warned you and basically trained you on how and where to pose, but Pedro was leading both of you in such an amazing way that you had no problem doing it at all.

Of course, there were times where Pedro had to take solo pictures, so you'd stand on the side, watching as your lover really took control of the crowd.

"Y/N!"

You heard a familiar voice. Bella had a beaming smile on her face as she raced towards you and gave you a bear hug. "Pedro told me you'd be here and I'm so glad you are!"

You met Bella before when you'd visit Pedro at their shooting sites. She's very kind towards you -- the entire crew was, which surprised you because well.. again, the age gap thing doesn't usually sit well with everyone.

"You look amazing!" You complimented her, "And it's been a while, how are you?"

"It's been good," She nodded, "Tiring, but good. How about you- Wait, is this the first time you two are going out in public together?"

"Yeah," You laughed nervously, "I'm a nervous wreck, if you can't tell."

Bella laughed, "You're doing fineee, besides, you've got nothing to worry about. I'm sure Pedro has it all under control."

You nodded, "I know, but I don't want him carrying all the weight, you know? I don't want to be a burden."

"Nah, you're definitely not. I'm telling you, he doesn't stop talking about you when we were on set."

Pedro finished his session and went to hug Bella, "I hope you girls aren't talking about me."

"Of course not, we've got better things to talk about than you, old man." She teased, "Anyway, catch you guys later."

You held onto Pedro's arm as he guided you through the red carpet again. It was time for what you were most nervous about -- interviews.

Given, you probably won't be in a lot of them, but some of them were bound to ask about you. Speak of the devil.

"So, I see you brought in a plus one," One of the interviewers who's known Pedro for a while teased, "Can we meet your special someone? Can we introduce you two as a couple now?"

Pedro laughed and brought you closer, "This is Y/N, the love of my life, and.. we've been in love for about 2 years, actually."

"2 years?!" He gasped, "How are we only hearing about you now??"

Pedro rubbed circles on your back, comforting you in any way he could.

"I'm a bit shy." You smiled, "He's actually been begging me to come with him to events for a while but I've always refused."

"Honey, it's about time you showed up." He said, "Have you seen his fans? They're about to eat him all up."

"That's what I said!"

"And Mr. Pascal, sir, what is with all this daddy content you're promoting when you have a lover??" The interviewer tsk-ed.

You laughed, "It's alright, I don't mind sharing."

"What?" Pedro asked, almost in a whine.

"Well you heard it here first, people. Pedro Pascal is taken, and I am here for the cute couple! You two look amazing."

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It was more fun than you expected, you had to be honest. You put your phone on silent for the entire night because you were afraid of what the internet would say, but that was a mistake because you realized you'd need to deal with it the next morning.

"Morning, cariño." Pedro mumbled, his arm rubbing circles on your naked back.

"Good morning," You kissed his chest and sighed, "I don't want to check my phone."

"Then don't." He pulled you closer to him, "Who cares what the world thinks?"

Sighing loudly, you decided that he was right. Who cares? All that matters is that you're happy, and he's happy. "Yeah, you're right. Fuck it."

He smiled lazily and moved to be on top of you, "Good. Now relax and let me reward you for doing so good last night. You were amazing, cariño. So good for me."

"Mm, I think you've shown me enough last night."

He gasped. "Nonsense. You can never get enough of me. You know it."

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a/n: ....should i just write smut on this account? I swear, I have a separate account for a reason but now I kinda just want to smush it all together......

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saturnbellfromhell · 1 year

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DRESSING LIKE YOUR RISING SIGN

I'm taking a minor break till next week writing "The Energry Series", since I want to perfect it, seek more knowledge, do better all in all! So today I'm writing a gitty and playful post.

Rising signs are important to the extent that they rule over our outer appearance and how we come across to the world around us. They are the sign showing up first on the eastern horizon the moment we are taking our first breath. Most of the time it is described as the "mask" or "shell" we put on for the world, but I think the energy of your rising sign cannot be a changeable nor is it a mask. It's a natural stance you take on while heading out the door. The second point in the " Big Three" in astrology. Also the planet ruling your rising sign is the main ruler of your chart. Meaning if you are for example a Pisces, the ruler Neptune will be prominent in molding your appearance. Also called the Ascenendant (AC), meaning "rising in power/influence".

So let's get started!

🔳 ARIES RISING

We start of with our energetic baby Aries. These girls win over the color red, that's for sure. Even though I can see Aries rising in a short skirt with a crop top and a ponytail, they also look amazing in street style/baggy clothes in my opinion. For the makeup I see a simple false lash, rosy cheeks and some fake freckles. Cute with a bit of sass!

🔳 TAURUS RISING

My beautiful Venusian girls, who just look right with wavy hair drenched in the smell of argan oil and patchouli perfume on their wrists.These girls in my opinion look right in any boho, hippy, loose clothes. They also can make any long non fitting dress look amazing. For the makeup I would keep it very neutral, with grounding colors and a soft lip color. Also for some reason white looks amazing on them aswell, so angelic looking.

🔳 GEMINI RISING

Oh my, o my here come the funky babes of the group! Gemini risings are known to be a slimmer frame, so I would suggest to play with silhouettes. You can always count on a Gemini to brighten up your day, because of this not only does a bright personality suit them but bright colors and crazy patterns also! They look amazing in anything that stands out. I also se our Gemini rising girlies with some sort of facial piercing, a septum maybe? Or a cute navel piercing, sounds good to me to be honest. For the makeup I can see any dramatic looking eyeliner, eyeshadow or lip...Anything experimental for that matter

🔳 CANCER RISING

Here come the mini Venuses with their stunning eyes and round face. They also look so good to me with their hair in some sort of updo, messy with clips. Their body is know to be also rounded, with a prominent chest and hips. Cancerian girls look good in anything delicate and soft, the risqué look isn't really for them. For jewelry I can see them wearing dainty silver rings or a shiny necklace. I mean pearls are their best friend being the sign connected to the sea and ocean. Think of the mermaid look, fresh, young and mysterious. I also don't know why but Cancers suit coconut scented anything on their skin...again going with the beach theme.

🔳 LEO RISING

Leo's are just the moment, we have all agree on8 that. With their athletic frame and crazy hair I can see why they get the attention. They look amazing in any colors. I would say royal purple, pink, red and gold are my top picks. They look amazing in anything that's dramatic, skin tight or just plain sporty. I can also see them wearing very classy perfume like the Chanel 5.

🔳 VIRGO RISING

I absolutely adore my Virgo risings, they can step out in a button down and some jeans and just look so put together. They are the queens of the minimalistic look. In my opinion greens, greys, soft browns and muted colors look great on them. Jewelry wise maybe some stud earrings and a tiny pendant necklace? The fragrance I see when I think of a Virgo rising is the Armani Aqua de Gio. Think Bella Hadid, she is the opitime of the Virgo rising. Chic but so simple.

🔳 LIBRA RISING

Their don't need a lot, and they absolutely know it. Being the second Venusian babe in our signs they imbody the extravagant look. Think anything trendy, but they also look good in anything classy. I can see a Libra rising with a white corset and puffy skirt, filled with jewelry around her hands and neck smelling of lavender and lemon. Red lipstick and a little bit of mascara. Hair in some sort of braids and big sunglasses! Also I can see them in long sleek dresses making everybody fall in love with them!

🔳 SCORPIO RISINGS

O Morticia Addams, the goth queens and killer looks girlies. The color black is their best friend, but also dark blues, grays, browns, greens. Silver, only silver for the jewelry. They look really good in tight long dresses, leather pants or skirts and platform shoes are a must! They really embody the the dark princess look to me. They are gracefully creepy and I mean that in the nicest way ever!

🔳 SAGITTARIUS RISING

Sag girlies are the girls how can pull of a lot. On their it days they look amazing in bright colors, high heels, any type of skirt or dress. On their off days they best suite the lazy athletic type. With a matching gym set and some cute uggs they rock the city streets. The perfume I see them in is anything with a little bit of spice, that has pepper undertones and are on the "stronger" side, the Versace "Eros" for example.

🔳 CAPRICORN RISING

My beautiful Caps with their high cheekbones and piercing eyes. They are the classic rising. For some reason Caps always look serious and put together, even when not trying. They love dark colors and maybe a statement piece. Like a ruby ring or extravagant necklace piece. White button downs, skinny jeans, knee length skirts, black corsets and lace anything. Also a suit really is your best friend.

🔳 AQUARIUS RISING

These girlies are the trend setters of the zodiac, everybody loves how creative Aqurius risings are. They love to look put together just like their sister Capricorn but when it comes to spicing up they are the queens for that. I think they look cool in metalics too. Their hair looks good sleek backed or maybe some fun pixie cut? Bangs also, not gonna lie. They also need some fruity perfume to add to the look.

🔳 PISCES RISING

Lastly my etheral babes, with their glossy big eyes and tiny frame they look stunning in anything made out of silk. They also look good in airy dresses and skirts. Also a small winged eyeliner with some white dots to to make their eyes pop. For some weird reason Pisces rising are made for white dresses and clipped back hair.

Xoxo

#capricorn rising #pisces rising #aries rising #ascendente #rising sign #aquarius rising #scorpio rising #taurus rising #gemini rising #sagittarius rising #leo rising #libra rising #virgo rising #cancer rising #astrology observations #astro world #zodiac

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angelxmikaelson · 8 months

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secret's out

secret's out lh44

summary: lewis hamilton was known as a single man who's main accomplishment in life was his 7 world championships, when rumours start spreading that his career may not have been the only thing growing in the past 10 years

face claim: gigi hadid

pairings: lewis hamilton x wolff!reader

warnings: none

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enews: y/n wolff shows off her body after pregnancy rumours spark after model's last runway show. what do you think, is the VS model pregnant or not?

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user3 even if she is it's none of our business

user2 i think she is, no way is that the same y/n from now

user95 isn't that picture like 6 years old??

user4 who is she even dating >user9 idk it's been like 10 years since she's been officially dating anyone

user02 she totally is, did you see her last runway?

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roscoesdad: happy 5th anniversary to the absolute light of my life, can't wait to spend the rest of forever with you and our little family 🤍

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metelvettel happy anniversary you two, can't wait to see you again >notwolff thanks seb, come over for dinner soon xx

notwolff happy anniversary baby, can't wait to explore this next chapter with you

ilovedannyric i can't believe you let her wear a helmet again after last time >notwolff it's not my fault i got my head stuck maximus

totototo happy anniversary my darlings, hope you liked my present >notwolff we did thank you papa, but i don't think i'll be able to put it to much use

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y/nwolff: live footage of me reacting to bella and kendall enjoying my present because i can't

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bellawolff i swear the things i do for you >y/nwolff thank you baby sis

totowolff my bad schatz i forgot >y/nwolff it's okay papa thank you anyway

user4 can't drink? why not?

user8 guys pregnancy rumours and this? >user26 coincidence i think not

lewishamilton could have given it to me but nooo >y/nwolff sorry baby 💜

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user6 oh my god! did anyone else see that??

user83 someone tell me they screenshotted that? >user7 i've got it!!

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lewishamilton: well i guess the secrets out. meet my beautiful wife, y/n wolff-hamilton and our most amazing three year old baby girl, lena hamilton. thanks to everyone who have managed to keep our secret but no need anymore. anyways, happy late anniversary baby. i will love you until the end of time.

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authors note: sorry it's short but i had no idea where to take it anymore

#lewis hamilton #lewis hamilton x reader #lewis hamilton imagine #f1 grid x reader #lewis hamilton x wolff!reader

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dokk-fukuro · 11 months

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On Call. Pt.1

Characters: Dazai Osamu, Nakahara Chuuya Minors DNI

TW: clit play, lingerie, sexting, dirty talk, afab reader

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Dazai uses phone sex as one of the ways to tease you but keep you from getting what you want. Oh, this bastard has a good tongue. With absolute calmness, he can maintain a frank conversation with you for a long time period.

“I decided to find out how the day is going with the conqueror of my heart,” Osamu coos, left alone in the agency. “Just remembering how you arch your back under me last night. And your moans... Just angelic singing to my ears, and you know me, I'm picky in my choice of music.”

He knows that you are a little embarrassed by his words, but even the thoughts in your head will not allow to stop. Instead, the young man will continue to tease you.

“I can't stop thinking about how beautiful you are when you're in seventh heaven. I’d be very happy to sit you on the table now, pull off your clothes and kiss your skin,” his voice becomes a little quieter, lowers by half an octave and takes on that very seductive husky that drives you crazy. “Get down on my knees in front of you and put my face to your pussy. I bet you already imagine it. Come on, bella, let me hear how wet you are.”

And you really obediently pull off your panties, spread your legs and run your fingers along your wet cunt, collecting moisture on it, hearing a satisfied humming from the other side. Dazai is glad to hear that you are so ready for him.

“I want you to wrap your legs around me while I sink my tongue inside.” You bite your lip, drawing circles around your clit, sometimes pressing on it. “Come on, love, let me hear your voice. Like our last night when I was so deep inside you.”

And you really can't hold back a moan. The bundle of nerves only becomes more sensitive, and every touch to it makes your body shiver a little. You put inside your fingers under his languid exhalation and start to move it. You squirm and shake, when all of a sudden...

“Oh, Belladonna, I have to go now, time waits for no one,” and Osamu leaves you alone with your arousal.

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When it comes to slutty phone calls, it's not Nakahara that starts it, it's your antics. One day, deciding to tease him, you send him a photo in the fitting room. You are wearing only a set of underwear and an innocent signature “Do you think it suits me?”. What a naughty girl are you. Chuuya takes some time to come up with the most compelling reason why he should leave the meeting room.

“What the hell are you doing?” The red-haired esper hisses through gritted teeth. No, your body does not embarrass him, he is used to your unsurpassed beauty, but the last thing he wants is for someone else to see it. You just innocently coo that you wanted to know his opinion, because “he should pull this underwear off you.”

Whatever you say, Chuuya has problems with self-control. He doesn't need too much to get turned on.

“You wanted to know my opinion, right?” Nakahara smirks unkindly, and you can feel it on your skin. Chills and a herd of goosebumps literally run through your neck. “My opinion is this: my naughty girl wants me to fuck her so that she can barely stands. Choose, doll: we’ll fuck on the table, on the couch, on the bed or on the floor? For such a trick, you will have to try very hard so that I let you cum.”

When he is on edge, you can say exactly and for sure only one thing: Chuuya doesn’t throw words into the wind. And the understanding that he may well take you from the doorway as soon as he comes home makes you bring your legs together. You are already turned on by how aggressive the redhead is in his expressions. And from his heavy breathing, only two things can be stated: he is now alone with himself, and he is trying to calm down his boner in order to recoup on you upon his return.

"So what, doll? I can't hear your answer,” Chuuya almost growls, squeezing his hard cock through the fabric of his tight pants. “Or do you want me to push you against the wall while I thrust into you from behind? The sooner you answer, the better for you.”

Looks like you're really in big trouble.

#My writing #bsd #bsd smut #bsd dazai #bsd x reader #bsd chuuya #Nakahara Chuuya #chuuya x reader #chuuya smut #OSAMU DAZAI #dazai x reader #dazai smut #bungo stray dogs #bungo stray dogs headcanons

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lukall705 · 2 months

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Chubby reader x dazai who is insecure about herself can you can i like your articles very much

Dazai x Chubby!Fem!Reader

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AHHHH i didn't expect anyone to request chubby reader stuff!! as a chubby person myself i get so happy when i see chubby reader content 😖

Also sorry for taking so long to wrote this!! i forgot i was a fanfic writer for a while!(and i was on a small break)

Please remember english isn't my first language so my gramer isn't the best!

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Sfw!:

First off, it fucking cannon (if i remember correctly) that he loves all type of women!! No matter size, race, age(not under 18 tho!!) and much more!!

He would be so hurt to find out his beautifull and amazing belladona is insecure about her weight:(

He holds you so tight and tells you how much he loves you and your chubbines!

He hates when he sees you judging yourself in the mirror when you think hes not there

It hurst him to know you don't feel confidant in the clothes he gets you and he is quite literally ready to get the people who made you insecure killed

He always hold you close to him and makes you lay on top of him when cuddling since he finds comfort in the weight on top of him

if you ever even as much as utter the word "i'm to heavy", then just know he is gonna be shocked to the bone and all pouty

"i'm to heavy.." *Dramatic ass gasp* "How dare my Beautifull, amazing, pretty, sexy, hot,(ect) Bella accuse me of beaing to weak to handler her waight!!"

He would love to see you in skin tight clothes since he loves to look at your body, its very beautifull to him

Wants you to wear his clothes

if you start talking about going on a diet hes gonna beg you not to(unless its what really want or due to health reasons) since he loves your chubbines

"Bella! there is no reason for you to lose weight! you look absolutely beautiful just the way you are!"

Nsfw!:

Wants you to ride his face 101%!!

"baby, you aren't to heavy, plus it would be the best way to die, in between my beautiful belladona's thighs!"

This motherfucker will drag your body down on his face so he can feel your full waight

one time he passed out for a few seaconds since he couldn't breath

"My dear, that was the closest to death i've been in a while!"

Wants you to wear lingerie, he says it makes you look super sexy

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This was a bit rushed TT

i couldn't come up with more on the nsfw part TT

Also requests are open but i have quite a lot so it'll take a while before i can finish them! and i'm gonna try finishing some of the older ones!

#bsd #dazai osamu #dazai x reader #bsd x reader smut #bungo stray dogs #chuuya #dazai smut #chuuya nakahara #chuuya smut #chuuya x reader #bsd smut #dazai osamu x reader #bungou stray dogs x reader #bsd headcanons #dazai x reader smut #dazai osmau #dazai bsd #bungou stray dogs #bungo gay dogs

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yurislotusgarden · 9 months

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Wearing their clothes

ʚїɞ Separately! Dazai Osamu, Nakahara Chuuya, Ranpo Edogawa x Reader

ʚїɞ part 2

ʚїɞ format: headcanons

ʚїɞ Keep in mind English is not my first language, so you may find mistakes!

ʚїɞ word count: 768 (Dazai - 273, Chuuya - 246, Ranpo - 249)

ʚїɞ Tw's: None! Just pure fluff, pet names: dazai calls you an angel, 'bella, pretty doll, reader's gender is not specified in any way

Dazai Osamu

There are 3 things that can kill this guy, and one of them is seeing you in his clothes.

Do you want this man to be even more clingy than he already is if it’s even possible? Goal achieved, really. Seeing you wear something even as simple as his coat just because he left it somewhere in the apartment will absolutely melt this man’s heart like others here, to be honest, but he will for sure be the most open about it. Talking about how:

“OH I’M IN HEAVEN” “I HAVE SEEN AN ANGEL ON EARTH” “I can truly die peacefully now ‘bella”

and much more while holding onto your waist while on his knees the whole time just because of a single piece of his clothing on you.

The first time he sees you in any piece of his clothing he would probably just stand there for a minute. Give him a moment please because there’s that warm feeling in his chest and he needs to process it.

After he gets through it tho? Good luck getting away because this man will not let go of you. Whether it’s a hug, cuddles, or anything else, you’re not leaving his arms unless you’re naturally really fucking strong. He may look like a stick but damn does his hold on you is strong.

And about him wearing your clothes? You can bet your life he will steal shit even if you close your closet with a hundred locks, it’s Dazai, there’s no sense in trying because he will get your clothes <3

“Do you want to try out anything else of mine ‘bella?”

Chuuya Nakahara

Unlike what most people in the PM think, Chuuya does not have his hat on 24/7, you, in fact, see him without it most of the time when in the house.

That fact made it easy for you to get his hat when he’s somewhere else in the house… or at least when you think so.

Listen, this man, this man, thoughts gone, just a dorky smile on his face. The moment he sees you looking at yourself in the mirror, thoughts gone just ‘what is this feeling?’ in his head for a moment. Chuuya ADORES seeing you in anything he owns, or the clothes he got you because there’s no way you’re dating him and don’t get gifted some clothes besides other things.

You found his hat in his bedroom while he was in the bathroom, you really meant to have just a quick look in the mirror to see how would you look in it, but you certainly did not realize that someone was behind you, leaning against the doorframe, just admiring your pretty figure.

You don’t realize he's standing there until you turn around, or he knocks on the doorframe to get your attention, either way, you will be embarrassed. Like hello he was not meant to see you in it, he wasn't meant to know you even wanted to try anything of his on, and yet here you are.

“What are you doing, pretty doll?” ← said while having that mf hot smirk on :)

Ranpo Edogawa

He knew, he knew and yet wasn't prepared enough. Ranpo very well knew that you want to try on his hat and cape, and as if to spite you, he made sure to not leave it just laying somewhere.

He’s a little shit, but he’s our lovely little shit.

Until he decided he wants to see you in the set, after that realization, he simply left it on a chair in his room and left, giving you the perfect opportunity, well that’s what he wanted you to think, he didn't think it would backfire tho.

When he came into the room after you started looking in the mirror, my man simply FROZE. Like yea, he knew what you're gonna do, but actually seeing it? Ranpo.exe stopped working - for a solid minute.

After Ranpo starts working again, you can bet he’s not letting you take that off for some time, he probably asks you to wear it more often, around people and everything. He just wants to see you in that set because you look so adorable in that in his eyes<3

He will definitely keep you on his lap when in the agency, doesn't matter whether you work there or not, you will find yourself in that position so get ready for teasing from Dazai because you won't escape that.

He won’t mind you stealing his clothes anytime, just don’t forget to give him some sweets in return alright?

“I did not expect this to backfire on me”

Notes, comments, reblogs and anything else is greatly appreciated <3

ʚїɞ I planned for each to be 100-150 to write more characters but look where I ended up so I decided to end on 3 only, please tell me who should I write in part 2 if anyone wants me to write it!

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elizais · 4 months

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your version of poodle

bsd x fem!reader!! summary if you don't want to watch the video: you and __ have a random word that you use to confirm whether the other is telling the truth or not to make the other happy/quietly tell the other you love them. warnings: suicide mention (dazai) includes: dazai, chuuya, akutagawa, kunikida, jouno

osamu dazai, "citrus"

you had to go on a mission for the agency, you had to go undercover at a party. you had a specific dress to wear that had a microphone in it so that the detectives could gather the information from you. yosano was doing the back of your hair whilst you done your makeup at your desk. not the best studio, but it would do. and osamu loved watching.

everyone was discussing the mission, some people (ranpo) jealous of the food you had freedom to and all you really had to do was sneak into some conversations.

standing up after your hair and makeup was finished, you smoothed out your dress and walked over to the mirror. turning a wall to face the mirror, grimacing behind the wall the separated you from their conversation, you didn't see osamu sneak a glance and quickly walk back to his desk. you walked back plastering a smile on your face although you didn't feel your best, and grabbed your bag as everyone wished you luck.

osamu walked over as you grabbed a few things from your desk and put them in, he stroked your shoulder lightly before saying " you look gorgeous, bella. " trying to assure you of that fact. "citrus?" you asked. "citrus." he smiled.

"what's citrus?" atsushi asked dazai as you left, speaking for everyone as dazai explained with a chuckle. "it just means you have to be telling the truth."

"why citrus?" kunikida followed up. "oh! well one night we were watching a movie and someone said something about commiting suicide from citric acid, i contemplated trying it and i forgot that it's basically just orange juice." he shrugged with a smirk.

chuuya nakahara, "fedora"

you were both sat in the same executives meeting discussing last month's faults and then it came to the section that you controlled. "y/n, what exactly went wrong in that mission?"

mori asked as you sighed, remembering that mission when you had to turn back from the enemy with your most feared group. the mission that was meant to be a straight success.

"they had an ability that countered most of ours, the safest thing to do was to turn back. " you explained. "are you certain?" the boss pried.

"i'm absolutely certain, chuuya, don't you agree? you read the mission overview." you responded more agitated than before, trying to get help so that mori doesn't kill you then and there. "yes sir, fedora." chuuya agreed with you but realised the word he had used when you started laughing.

the word only you two knew the meaning of.

"what does fedora mean?" mori grilled. laughing, you explained the origin of what fedora meant to you both and how it came from chuuya claiming he would never lie about a hat. somehow, you both got out of the tough situation mori put you in.

ryunosuke akutagawa, "rash"

ryunosuke was not one for affection or pda, and you were perfectly okay with that fact. so, how you came up with a word showing how much you love each other was like this:

when you first heard him talk about rashomon, it was when you had first met him and you were just listening in to conversations as you walked along port mafia corridors. you had innocently thought that he said "rash of mine" and thought nothing of it.

but then once you and ryu became closer months later yet not anything official, you were talking one night and messing around with your abilities. when he called out rashomon, you couldn't help but be overcome by giggles.

looking at you confused, he couldn't ask what is funny before you turn to him and realise you never told him. "when,," you giggle "i once heard you talking about rash-" you giggle again.. taking a deep breath in "i thought rashomon was called 'rash of mine' for a couple weeks."

so after you both hung out more and became something more, your small way of showing that you love one another when neither of you were too keen on pda was a quiet whisper of "rash" or a squeeze of the other's forearm. you could both agree your favourite part of this secret language was that you were the only ones who could speak it.

doppo kunikida, "salmon"

this one is simple because doppo enjoys fishing. it became a thing when you were very early into the relationship and he took you fishing.

you weren't keen on fishing but you wanted to try it since it was something he liked. he took you to his favourite spot and you admired him as he spoke whilst fishing. and he caught one! a huge salmon..

you were so happy to be with him you forgot how much fish freaked you out, so when he shown you the monster of a fish he got you froze up. he saw you and immediately laughed whilst asking "do you want me to put it back, y/n?" and you nodded slowly in response.

so ever since, when he wasn't sure if you were sure on something and vice versa, a one word question was asked. "salmon?" "salmon." and when used in front of colleagues, to say it confused them to see (in dazai's words) "prime minister of meeting procedure land acting insane." would be an understatement.

saigiku jouno, "soy sauce"

whilst saigiku can tell when you are uncomfortable or lying from his heightened senses, so he didn't really have to call "soy sauce". but it is no secret he doesn't enjoy tecchou's habit of matching foods of the same colour together. so naturally when you found out about this pet peeve you just had to tease him about this!

but over time the phrase slowly evolved into whenever you aren't sure whether he was uncomfortable in a situation (which isn't often, he is very vocal about his likes and dislikes) you would just ask him, "soy sauce?" and a yes was simply that he was uncomfortable and a no was that he wasn't.

or when you saw him unusually stressed in the hunting dog's HQ, he heard you walking up by him and as he is another one who isn't overly fond of pda, a hushed "soy sauce" could be heard.

if tecchou ever heard your soy sauce thing, jouno would never admit what it means.

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sinsirellaxx · 1 month

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The anon who asked for the putting them in their place have amazing taste and your writing is so good too! ❤️ Please write a part 2 of the groveling part whenever you're free and have the inspiration! Of course, it's still up to you and if you're not feeling it, it's completely okay! 🎀

Also, remember to drink water and always stay hydrated! Your writing is amazing! <3

Slytherin Boys – You put them in your place and now they want you back

Warning: Toxic Boys alert!

A/N: Thank you so much, that is very sweet of you! Hope you're taking care of yourself as well! ❤️ Sorry this took me so long – life is a bit busy right now and sometimes my brain just isn't braining. 🙃

This is as much "groveling" I could do, because honestly – I don't see them toxic boys being truthful when apologizing for being too controlling or possessive. It is up to you: Would you forgive them?

Also: Not proofread!

Comments are greatly appreciated!

Mattheo …

… didn’t let you walk far. He willed the anger away as best as he could before rushing after you. He couldn’t believe it himself, but you had him wrapped around your finger and he hated it. But the thought of you leaving him and being with someone else seemed unbearable – it made him want to rip his hair out and scream until his lungs bled. Was he afraid you’d reject him after the attitude you just displayed? Yes! But if you did reject him, he'd just have to resort to more … drastic measures. He is a Riddle after all.

He quickly found you at the party and pulled you aside by your arm. You raised your eyebrows at him as you turned around, crossing your arms over your chest – the smirk from before long gone.

“Look. I’m sorry for telling you what to wear. You are right – it isn’t my place to do so.” Hell yeah it is. Mattheo thought, not liking the bitter aftertaste the words left in his mouth. They were all lies. But it was either that or probably losing you.

His eyes lit up when he noticed your shoulders relax – your arms uncrossing and now hanging by your sides.

“Please forgive me. You’re just absolutely gorgeous and I guess I suddenly felt so insecure – which is not like me.” Mattheo added, inwardly gagging at the nonsense and vulnerability he was displaying. But you didn’t need to know that.

Jackpot. He thought as he watched your face soften, a reassuring smile on your face as you told him that there was no reason for him to be insecure.

Theodore …

… sighed defeatedly as you immediately pushed his hands off your body. He was caught off guard when you suddenly pushed him back out and slammed the door into his face.

“What the – come one!” He groaned, the lust from before being replaced by frustration. He tried turning the doorknob, but you had apparently locked it. Theodore rolled his eyes – he could always use his wand to unlock it. Leaning his forehead against the wooden surface of your door he spoke loud enough for you to hear.

“Bella, please open the door. Aren’t you overreacting?”

He was met with silence.

“Come on, open up and let’s talk about it.” He sighed heavily as he pressed his hear against the door.

But he was met with silence again.

“I was just worried about you, love.” Theo spoke louder, his patience wearing thin as he knocked loudly on your door. He heard rustling behind the door but instead of unlocking the door you turned on some music. Loud music.

“That’s it.” Theodore grumbled under his breath before taking a step back. However, instead of using his wand – like any other student would have done – he chose to kick down the door. After a few tries he managed to break the lock, kicking the door open and walking into your room. He could fix the door later.

You stared at him in disbelief, your eyes wandering from your ruined door to his stoic face. He was panting slightly – obviously out of breath from the force he had to put into kicking the door down.

“Will you listen to me now?” He asked with his brow raised.

You crossed your arms defensively in front of your chest while avoiding eye contact. You wouldn’t give up that easily. Narrowing his eyes slightly, Theodore moved closer to you, his hands ghosting over your hips before slowly pulling you closer to him.

“Look, I’m really sorry for suffocating you with my love,” He murmured softly, his voice laced with hidden sarcasm, “I’ll stop annoying you with all the questioning. But I want you to know, that I’m just worried.” Theodore finished, his grip on your hips slightly tightening when you finally look up at him.

“Even Hogwarts isn’t as safe anymore.” His voice broke slightly towards the end of his sentence, his eyes downcast as his shoulders sagged. He knew you’d fall for it. You could never resist him if he acted so vulnerable in front of you – you’d have to hug him. And just as expected you immediately flung your arms around him, pulling him down to hug him. Your face pressed into the crook of his neck as you breathed in his scent with one of your hands combing through his hair. Theodore smirked as he tightened his hold on you, listening to you apologize for being such a diva and promising him to always tell him about your whereabouts – because he was right. Hogwarts wasn’t as safe anymore. Your boyfriend knew best, and he definitely knew how to play you like an instrument.

Lorenzo …

… was seething in his room. His mind swirling with what-ifs as he thought about you and Potter. His jaw clenched, gritting his teeth as he thought of the male. He hated him so much. He hated him even more because he dared to befriend you – the love of his life. His girlfriend. He scoffed as he thought about your words. Annoyed that he couldn’t control you – that he couldn’t convince you to quit talking to that damned boy. He wanted to pay you back for it, make you suffer just as he was now. He wanted to see you cry and beg for him to love you. Only you. But he knew that whatever he had in mind would just push you away and right into that stupid Potter’s arms. He’d go ballistic if that happened.

He'd have to apologize. No matter how much he didn’t want to – because there was no reason to apologize, he had done nothing wrong – he knew that was what you wanted.

Letting himself fall on his bed he closed his eyes. He’d handle it tomorrow – he had to calm down first.

The next day Enzo went to Hogsmeade to buy you roses and your favorite sweets before making his way back to school. He kept going over the apology-speech he had thought of before going to sleep – hoping he’d not mess it up.

When he’d finally find you somewhere in the hallways he’d grow tense: There was still the lingering fear of you rejecting his apology. However, as soon as your eyes connected his shoulders relaxed slightly – you were so beautiful. Clearing his throat, he stopped two feet away from you, gripping the flowers in his hands tightly as he took in your appearance. You looked sad.

“I’m sorry for the way I acted yesterday. That was not fair of me at all.” Lorenzo apologized; his voice soft as he frowned slightly.

“I’ve been thinking about it the whole night …” Oh he had – he’d been thinking about all the ways he could make the Potter disappear.

“I feel horrible for the things I’ve said.” No, he didn’t. He still strongly believes he’s right.

“I have no right to tell you what to do and who to befriend.” Unfortunately, not. But he’d try to change that.

“Will you please forgive me?”

Draco …

… felt pathetic as he stood before you. His head hung low and his arms uselessly hanging at his sides – just as useless as he felt in that moment. He felt your eyes burn into him as you took in his appearance – you must be shocked to see him this disheveled. This broken. Your eyes softened slightly, your hands itching to lift his head and embrace him. He looked like he had been through hell. When he heard your soft voice uttering his name he dared to look up, his eyes red from the nightmares that haunted him in the nights. You couldn’t help it – you lifted your hands to cup his cheeks, your thumbs drawing small circles on his cheeks. You were close to tears.

“I’m so sorry …” He mumbled, his voice barely above a whisper as he averted his eyes again. “I’m so ashamed for the things I’ve said …” His voice broke, his whole body shaking from the sob that forced its way through his lips. Your heart shattered into tiny pieces – your poor boyfriend. You suddenly felt stupid for being friends with Potter and the rest, knowing well that he suffered so much because of them. Shaking your head you pulled him into your arms, hugging him tightly as you patted his back reassuringly, telling him how sorry you were for being so inconsiderate. For putting them above him.

Draco returned the hug hesitantly, desperately clinging onto your sweater as he cried into your hair with a small smile on his lips. Everything was going according to plan.

Blaise …

… wasn’t so sure anymore. Three days had passed, and you had still not come to him – neither did you reply to any of his messages. With a heavy sigh he stood up from his bed: He’d have to make it up to you, there was no other way around it.

Finding you was rather easy – he had gone to your dorm-room first. Knocking on your door he waited for a few seconds before you opened it, clad in joggers and his hoodie. You immediately frowned when you saw him, pushing the door close. Blaise reacted quickly and put his foot between the door and the doorframe.

“I want to apologize.” He rushed out, pulling his foot back when you opened the door again.

“I’m really sorry for what I did. I know you hate it when I get violent and I’m sorry I acted that way. Really – please, I’ll change.” He whispered brokenly as he stared deep into your eyes.

Tom …

… Riddle didn’t beg or ask for forgiveness. Never. But after a whole week of you ignoring him, he has had enough. He apparently needed you more than he let on – and more then you needed him, which bothered him tremendously. He had tried everything: Read your mind, manipulate your thoughts – he even made Snape partner up with you for a project. But nothing seemed to work. He couldn’t see into your mind, and you skipped potions to avoid him as well. He had to talk to you. With clenched fists and a tight jaw, he approached you after dinner when you were alone.

“Why have you been ignoring me?” He questioned. His voice causing you to flinch and spin around to face him. You looked slightly nervous when you noticed him. Good. Tom thought. You didn’t answer him right away, which further added to his frustration. He wasn’t known to be a patient man. “Do you think you can survive without me?” He asked cockily, with his hand in his pockets – his fingers playing with his wand. Just in case.

You scoffed at his attitude. Even now, when he should be apologizing, he was nothing but arrogant. Rolling your eyes at him you told him to leave you alone – telling him it was over before taking a few steps back. You were afraid to turn your back towards him. And right you were – but you underestimated him. For he didn’t need you to turn his back towards him to take action. He whipped out his wand and grit out the imperio spell with a small flick of his wrist. You never stood a chance. Your eyes turned a misty color as they watched the tall male step closer to you. His free hand shooting out to softly caress your cheek before gripping your chin tightly.

“Foolish little girl. There is no escape. You will stay with me and obey me … no matter what.”

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