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saberlight1 · 4 months

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pretty boy — matt murdock

pairing: matt murdock x fem!reader.

warnings: language, fluff, established relationship, standard daredevil warnings.

authors note: hiii! since rewatching daredevil, my matt and frank obsession has been back up n running (not that i’m complaining). and this is based on this request, thank you anon <3. i love this little fluffy fic, i hope you enjoy this!

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You watched the snowflakes fall with a calm smile on your face. You had always adored this time of year, especially when it snowed. It was just something about how the never ending buzzing of Hell’s Kitchen would just stop for a moment— just peace and quiet. It never failed to calm your nerves, whatever worries that were on your mind washing away with the snow hitting the ground.

You were sat on your boyfriend’s couch wrapped up in a blanket with a book in your hand, soaking in the tranquility that this type of weather brought you. Matt’s apartment was always one of your favorite places— it was always so quiet and the big, open windows granted you a sight to Hell’s Kitchen. Even with the bright build-board right outside, you still loved it. Most of all, you loved it because it was his. Everything in the apartment reminded you of Matt, thats why you spent as much time as possible here.

“Sweetheart?” Matt’s call broke you from your thoughts, and your heart swelled at his voice. You stood up immediately, walking over to where he was kicking off his shoes and jacket by the door.

“Hi, baby,” You smiled, your hands coming up to rest on his shoulders as his hands wrapped around your waist, drawing you closer.

“Hi,” He whispered as you took off his sunglasses. The second the lenses were off his eyes, the man brought his lips to yours.

Your smile only grew against his lips as you dug one of your hands into his hair— the man before you only growing more greedy against your lips.

You pulled back for air, a teasing look on your features. Matt may not have sight, but he could always tell when that look crossed your face. “Someone missed me, huh?” You cheekily teased.

His cold hands dove under the material of your— his shirt, causing a yelp to leave your lips as you attempted to get away from him.

He smiled brightly at you. “Of course I missed you,” His cold hands only traveled further up your back, and you knew the sneaky fucker could probably hear the goosebumps rising on your skin.

“Stop!” You giggled, trying to fight your way out of his arms, but you knew it was fruitless.

“Okay, okay,” He chuckled, relenting his cold hands from your warm skin. “‘m sorry, you’re just warm and it was fuckin’ freezing out there.”

You playfully rolled your eyes, your hands grabbing his own from your hips and wrapping them within your own in an attempt to warm them up. “I told you that this morning. Just because you’re the big, bad Daredevil doesn’t mean you don’t get cold, my love.” You joked, interlacing your fingers and leading him to your shared room.

He rolled his own eyes with a smile at your remark, you never failed to tease him for his vigilante ways— even when he came to you half dead and you had to patch him up, you still found a way to crack a joke to see his smile.

“Here,” You turned to him with a hoodie and sweatpants in your hands. “Get out of that suit so we can cuddle on the couch.” You left a kiss on his lips before turning on your heel and walking towards the kitchen.

Matt shook his head with a laugh, but did as he was told regardless. Once he was settled, he made his way towards where you were in the kitchen. You smiled softly when you felt his chest against your back and his arms slither around your waist. You leaned your head back onto his shoulder as he left small kisses along your neck.

“Hot chocolate, huh?” He murmured against your neck.

You rolled your eyes playfully at his use of his senses. “Yep, might help you warm up, Frozone.” You joked.

“I know you did not just compare me to that dude from Incredibles.” He scoffed, feigning offensiveness.

You giggled. “How do you even know that?”

“Honey, my ears still work.” He pinched your hip lightly. “When that movie came out all the kids at the orphanage loved it. Had to hear it at least three times a day,”

You grimaced at the thought. “That must’ve been torture, havin’ to constantly hear the plot of that movie.”

“It was.” He agreed.

“Don’t tell me you hate that movie, though.” You looked at him from over your shoulder, holding up a finger. “‘Cause that was my favorite Disney movie for a while..”

He started tickling you immediately, a loud squeal leaving your lips. “Oh, my girl has a basic taste in Disney movies?” He teased with a smile, talking slightly loud over your laughter. “Who would’ve thought?”

“Matthew!” You wheezed out, thrashing in his grip. He finally relented as you laid against him while you attempted to catch your breath. “Didn’t know you were so passionate about my taste..”

“Well, I gotta let you know if it’s a basic one.” He shrugged, a smirk on his lips.

“If it’s so basic, then how’d I pick you?” You bit back with raised brows.

A breathy chuckle escaped him, before he paused to lick his lips. “Fair play, honey.”

You only smiled in return, turning back to pour the pair of you a mug of hot chocolate. Matt let his eyes flutter shut behind you, resting his head in the crook of your neck as he relaxed to the sounds of just simply: you.

You smiled when you noticed what he was doing, one of your hands coming up to scratch his scalp. “It’s ready,” You softly said.

He pulled away from you to grab his mug. “Thank you, baby.” He left a kiss to the side of your head before wrapping an arm around your waist and leading you to the couch.

He placed both of your cups on the coffee table before lying down and dragging you into his chest, yet another yelp leaving your lips.

Your chin rested on his chest as you looked at him with questioning eyes.

“What?” He laughed. “I told you I missed you,”

You only smiled, leaning up slightly to bring your lips together. His hand immediately shot up to cup your jaw, the man also leaning up to deepen it. You’d never get tired of the way his lips chased yours, and how passionately he kissed you every time.

You pulled back for air, but not before leaving a couple small pecks to his lips.

“I love you.” He whispered.

“I love you, Matt.” You whispered back, leaving one last kiss to his lips before digging your head into the crook of his neck— the hot chocolate being long forgotten.

But in all honesty, you couldn’t bring yourself to care. You were perfectly fine just as you were, wrapped up in your lover’s arms during a snowstorm.

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moonstruckme · 2 months

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hello luv!! i really enjoy reading ur work, especially with a whimsical reader, could u write something with sirius or remus? (both if its too hard to choose,( jk, or not)) and gn reader if its not a bother.

thats all, i hope u have a lovely day!! 💞

Thank you for requesting my love, hope you have a lovely day as well!!

cw: reader is gn but it is implied that they’re good with eye makeup, do with that what you will

modern au

Sirius Black x gn!reader ♡ 1.1k words

“Baby?” Sirius’ voice rises over the screeching of guitar, and you look up from your book.

“Yeah?”

“Get in here.”

You sigh and put your book facedown on the bed, rolling off your stomach. Your boyfriend’s music gets louder as you go into the bathroom, echoing off the walls.

“What’s up?”

“I need you to show me how you do the glitter in your corners again.” Sirius turns towards you from the mirror, and you have to swallow a laugh. “I’ve fucked it up.”

“It’s not…awful.” You can’t help a tiny giggle, and he glowers at you. The effect is diminished by the fact that his eyes and half his nose are covered in silver glitter. “It sort of looks like…like somehow, a star spit on you.”

“Fuck, come here.” He grabs for your hips. You laugh but don’t resist as he hauls you towards him. Sirius hops up on the counter and passes you a wipe. “Fix it, please.”

“So demanding,” you murmur, but do. You reach over to turn down his music and start swiping at the side of his nose, where it appears he’s tried to correct some initial error by simply expanding the glittery area until it got entirely out of hand. “I think it just needs to be cleaned up a bit.”

“Good. If I had to take it all off, I’d cry.”

You smile a little, and Sirius squeezes your hip lovingly. You don’t blame him for wanting to salvage the rest of his eye makeup. He’s done his eyeliner so it looks like little stars sprouting out of the outer corner of his eye and twinkling around his lashes. It had to have taken forever.

“It looks cute,” you say.

Sirius’ grin is sharp-edged, and you have a sense of dread even before he opens his mouth. “You like that, do you?”

You scoff. “Don’t.”

“Don’t what, darling?” His hands rake up to your waist, bunching the loose material of your shirt. “I’m just asking you a question. You do like it, yeah?”

You take a second to steel yourself, and when your eyes turn up to Sirius’ they’re soft and sincere. “Yeah, I do,” you say quietly. “You look really pretty, Siri.”

He looks for a second like he might choke on air, his grip on your sides loosening, and you hope your smile looks adoring instead of self-congratulatory. He hasn’t yet figured out the little ways in which you’ve been practicing flustering him.

As it turns out, what flusters Sirius isn’t the same brand of droopy-eyed flirting he torments you with (and good thing, because you can only work up the courage to manage that for five seconds at a time anyway). No, all it takes is you saying exactly what’s going through your head while letting him see exactly how you feel on your face. Who knew?

“Thanks, baby.” His voice comes out almost as soft as yours. “So do you, you know.”

You feel yourself smile, holding his face still with one hand while you swipe concentratedly at the still slightly too-big splotch of glitter next to his left eye. “I haven’t started getting ready yet.”

“And yet the statement holds true.”

You huff a laugh through your nose but don’t comment. Sirius lets you get away with it, though his hands tighten around your waist, one thumb brushing your ribs as if to remind you that he’s there. He loves you.

For a minute, it’s only the sound of your breathing, Sirius’ syncing to yours as you keep each other steady against the bathroom counter. When you think you finally have the glitter down to a reasonable amount, you step back to survey your work and notice his outfit for the first time.

“Is that what you’re wearing to Regulus’?”

Sirius cocks an eyebrow at your tone, but there’s not an ounce of hesitance in his voice as he says, “Yes. Why?”

“It’s…”

You’re going to a relaxed hangout at his brother’s place, and he’s wearing black jeans slung low on his hips and a tight, cropped graphic t-shirt. With his painted nails and dark makeup, he looks way too cool for you, even more so than usual. The only thing soft-looking about him are his eyes. With his bone structure and coloring, Sirius can make himself look as gleaming and dangerous as lightning when he wants to, but his eyes are a thick fog. Moonlight reflected on water.

“I was just going to wear a t-shirt and jeans,” you say.

He tilts his head at you amusedly. “That’s what I’m wearing.”

“You know it’s not the same.” You shake your head, turning your head towards the closet. Sirius takes this opportunity to look over his favored spot at the juncture of your neck and shoulder, running his fingers over the marks he’d made the other night. “I should start getting ready, huh?”

“You should wear whatever you want,” he says firmly. “I have to assert my coolness as the older brother—I mean, it’s implied, but sometimes Reg requires a reminder. But you’ll look perfect whatever you wear.”

You sigh and melt forward a bit, letting him wrap his arm around your shoulders. You sense an opportunity. “So do you,” you say softly. “You don’t have to dress any way to impress them, you know. Regulus’ friends all already know how cool you are, and you’ll look it no matter what.”

Sirius makes a little humming sound, and though you can’t see his face you like to think he’s blushing. “Good. They should know,” he says. The arrogance of his words is mushed into the top of your head. “And anyway, I think it’s fairly established when I have something as good looking as you with me, don’t you think?”

You turn your heating face away from his view, nose squished against his chest. Sirius laughs, palming the back of your neck. It takes all the audacity you’ve got to turn your face up to his.

“You do it all by yourself,” you tell him earnestly.

Sirius goes all soft around the edges. Now it’s him hiding, dropping his head to that spot on your neck so he can love on you unseen.

“You trying to get me out of these pants already, baby?” His voice is teasing but leaden with fondness, and the hand he drops to your waist is painfully gentle. “You haven’t even got yours on yet, so I suppose that puts you ahead of me.”

You’d be content to stay here forever, but at the reminder you back off. “I should get ready,” you say again. “Help me pick an outfit so I can look like I fit with you, please?”

Sirius rolls his eyes as he hops down from the counter. “You’re far out of my league on my best days, but sure. I’ll throw something together for you.”

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dazednmatthews · 18 days

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could you write stressed college gf headcanons for chris too 👉👈 matt's are so damn cute

chris x stressed college!gf headcanons:

-something about chris you’ve noticed since you’ve been together is that he has a habit of feeding off peoples energies, but possibly in the worst way

-so when finals come around and you’re an anxious, stressed mess, so is he

-and because of that, he’s constantly looking up the material you have to study and telling you random facts about it in hopes that it helps in anyway

-“hey babe,” he says while you sit as his computer desk, highlighting things in your notes. “yeah?” you say, not tearing your gaze away from your notebook. “did you know that 95% of the ocean is still unexplored?” you do glance at him that time, eyebrows furrowed. “yes i did. why do you mention it?” “well i’ve just been reading about marine science for a couple hours and that’s just fucking insane to me”

-it never really adds anything to your review, but it makes you smile regardless at how hard he’s trying

-his support is absolutely unwavering, so as soon as you start to doubt yourself or talk down to yourself, he’s there to put a full stop to that shit

-“i’m never gonna fucking pass,” you flop back in his bed, blowing a frustrated breath out. “i can’t remember any of this shit and it won’t matter how long i spent studying because i’m gonna get in the exam room and absolutely choke-”

-“stop talking about yourself like that.” he’d cut you off. “you’ve been working nonstop to pass this test and you’re like the smart person i’ve ever met. i don’t wanna hear any of that. the more you say it, the more you’ll believe it and it’s just not fucking true. understood?”

-it makes your heart do backflips

-i think he’d be the type to pack you a big of snacks or a meal for days he knows you’re gonna be in the library all day studying

-you’d come up to the living room with your bag slung over your shoulder and your hair still wet from the shower and place a kiss on his cheek as you leave. “i’m going to study, baby. i’ll probably be back late.”

-“thats fine, ma. don’t stress yourself out too much.” he’d pause the show he was watching and turn in his seat on the couch slightly. “i made you some food to take with you. make sure you eat it, i worked hard on that.”

-“chris, this is so sweet. you’d didn’t have to do this.”

-he’d give you a strange look. “why wouldn’t i? i need my girl to be taken care of. plus i knew you would ignore me if i told you to eat. shit is so annoying.” he’d roll his eyes while you shrug.

-“oh fuck off. sometimes i just forget.”

-he would also help you study, using all the guides you’ve done. he’s soooo the type of bf to give a kiss for every right answer too. it keeps you motivated and keeps him happy. kissing you is his favorite thing to do after all.

-when you would get so stressed and anxious about failing you would cry, his heart would actually break

-you would be on like hour six straight with no breaks and he would close your books, starting to put everything away

-“chris, what the fuck are you doing! i have so much more to do.”

-“no. you’re driving yourself crazy and it’s not good for you. you’re done for tonight. i’m gonna run you a bath and then we’ll watch a movie.”

-you’d pretend to be mad but actually be so grateful he could see you were close to breaking down. to be loved is to be known

-chris goes with you in the morning and waits for you in the car while you take your test

-he’s waiting for you outside on the hood of your car when you come out, wringing his hands nervously to hear how you did

-when he sees the sad look on your face he instantly goes to grab you and make you feel better

-but when you told him that you passed w flying colors he is so proud of you he nearly cried.

-“yes! that’s my girl! i knew you could do it, baby. my girlfriend, the scholar.” and he’s peppering kisses all over your face while hugging you tightly

-you soak in the moment with a warm heart because you have the best boyfriend in the world and it baffles you just how much he believes in you. you are so in love with him

-and he loves you exactly the same

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whatdoidosatoru · 24 days

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Sweet Nothings

PART 4 of The Only Exception

part 1 - part 2 - part 3 - ao3 wc: 4938 pairing: Baji x OC (reader insert bc oc is very vaguely described) tags: smut, oral sex (f and m receiving), face-sitting, fingering, thigh-fucking, dirty talk, penetrative sex, he's so nice!!!!!

tag list: @bontensbabygirl @mrsryuguji - thank you so much for expressing interest for this fic I genuinely feel like crying when I think about it!

summary: post-exam stress turns into a fun night meeting Baji's friends :)

music:

Sweet Nothings - Neck Deep

Just The Girl - The Click Five

She’s a God - Neck Deep

Last of the Real Ones - Fall Out Boy

You and I - Anarbor

Feeling This - blink-182

Closer - Nine Inch Nails

MINORS DNI!!!! 18+

Baji

The following week went by incredibly slowly. Yuna and I had classes and work so we couldn’t see each other, but we kept messaging throughout most of our days, apart from when we were working.

Every time I felt my phone vibrating I felt giddy, like a teenager in love. The feeling was explosive, overwhelming. That girl will be the death of me. Even Chifuyu couldn’t help but notice and take the piss out of me for it.

“I don’t think I’ve seen you smile this much since you stopped beating people up for shits and giggles.”

“Piss off, Chifuyu, I’m the embodiment of sunshine. I’m always smiling.”

Chifuyu laughed, “Sure, that’s why that old lady ran away when she saw you in front of our building today. Because you’re too cheerful.”

I flipped him off, still grinning at my phone and the latest selfie from Yuna while Chifuyu was setting up a show for us to watch.

Yuna🖤💙, 21:36

if my future werent on the line id just sleep in tomorrow tbh my eyes cannot stay open anymore midterms will be the death of me fuck this shit wanna move in with me in a cottage in the middle of nowhere and own some goats off the grid well get some cats as well ill take my dog back from my parents just us and animals and sometimes mai you can invite matsuno to visit tell him to bring us books when he visits

Boyfriend Material🧛🏻, 21:40

You’ve definitely got a good plan there But please go to sleep, you need rest before your exam <3 I’ll be home by the time you’ve finished and you can come over for lunch if you’d like

Yuna🖤💙, 21:42

thats kinda making me wet ngl

Boyfriend Material🧛🏻, 21:43

Lunch is making you wet? Have I told you how weird you are?

Yuna🖤💙, 21:43

you making me food and also coming to your place is, dumbass but anyway! off to sleep i go, tell matsuno im taking him up on that challenge to beat his ass in uno when i meet him good night hot stuff <3

Boyfriend Material🧛🏻, 21:44

Go to sleep, woman! And have the best dreams, preferably of me c; And good luck!!!! For tomorrow!! I know you’ll smash it!!! <33333

“Yuna’s coming over tomorrow after her exam to wipe the floor with you in uno.”

Chifuyu threw his head back and let out a villainous laugh.

“Does she know she’s talking to a master strategist and an uno master?"

“Listen, I know you’re my best friend an-”

“Brother, but continue.”

“....and all that. But if I’m not in her corner I don’t have sex. So if I have to make team Yuna t-shirts don’t be surprised.”

To that, he launched a piece of popcorn at me.

When I got back from work I jumped into the shower, counting down the minutes until Yuna came. When I finished making noodles, she rang the bell to be let upstairs. I all but sprinted to the door to let her in, standing with the apartment door open, just in my towel, waiting to see her face.

“I hope that food I smell is for me because if I don’t have something in my mouth in a minute I’ll riot.”

She was grumpy and tired, it was obvious from the way she dragged her feet on the stairs.

“I’ve got something you can put in your mouth.”

“Baji-kun I’m gonna bite it off.”

“Ooooh ‘Baji-kun’? I didn't think you were this serious. The food is ready, there will be no need for biting off my dick, you hater.”

Yuna reached up to grab my face and kissed it before making her way inside. She’d never been inside my apartment before, but the kitchen was right next to the front door, so she didn’t have to wander before lunch. I served her the food, sitting down next to her to eat and hear about her day.

“...and I knew he was going to put that ridiculous text in the exam and I almost screamed when I saw it. Unfortunately, Hana said she didn’t even get to that part with her revision so I didn’t have anyone to check the answers with.”

She practically inhaled the noodles and vegetables, doing a little dance as she ate.

“But anyway, I’m getting the results in a week, which is shit because if I failed it’s gonna ruin the whole night out! These are amazing by the way. I haven’t eaten all day until now so sorry if I was hangry.”

She was tripping her own sentences, trying to say everything at once. All I wanted to do was grab her face and smother her in affection, but I was trying to give her space to relax and reach out when she wanted to.

When I told her about my day, we moved to my bedroom. As she was taking it all in, lingering on the vinyl collection, I towel-dried my hair and started to look for some clothes to put on, but she stopped me, dragging me toward the bed and pushing me down.

“I could hardly focus on what you were saying earlier.”

“Something on your mind, sweetheart?”

“The food was amazing, but I want to taste you.”

Oh. I see. She unwrapped the towel from around my hips with a pleading look in her eyes. I pulled her hair up and used her own hair tie from my wrist to tie it back. With a soft smile, she took my cock into her mouth, not breaking eye contact.

My eyes rolled back and I struggled to keep myself sitting up to look at her. All I wanted was to lie down and process the sensation, but the intensity in her gaze was somehow holding me in place, the only thing moving was my mouth to let out a moan.

“Fuck it’s so warm,” I managed to squeeze out as she nodded, hummed in affirmation, and licked along my slit, teasing with her soft tongue. I wanted to burn this into the insides of my eyelids - Yuna on her knees between my legs, one hand on my balls, the other on my shaft, and her beautiful mouth enveloping my cock, hollowed-out cheeks as she sucked in air around it, her head bobbing up and down slightly, and most importantly, her eyes gazing into mine like she was memorising every detail of my face that was twisting into expressions of pure pleasure.

“Your mouth is so pretty-ah-when you do this. Fuck you’re so hot like this.”

My words just kept coming. She needed to know how she made me feel and it seemed to make her hollow out her cheeks even more and suck with more intensity - I felt my orgasm coming rapidly.

“I’m so close sweets, can you take it?”

In reply her hand found mine and placed it on her ponytail so I gripped it tight, leading her into the pace I needed to finally exhale and spurt cum into her throat. She carefully removed her mouth from my cock and opened it to show me milky white cum on her tongue, promptly swallowing it and showing me her empty mouth.

I groaned and pulled her into my lap for a deep kiss, her hands flew to the back of my head to grip my hair and she was straddling my lap. My hands were holding her hips tightly squeezing her skin and I could feel the heat radiating from her pussy.

She started rubbing myself on my thigh, but only slightly. I held her tighter and moved her hips back and forth, intensifying the friction between her core and my leg. She started moaning into my mouth and keeping the pace on her own, clearly getting more and more pleasure than just with her own small movements.

“Keisuke I need you,” her moans were so cute, barely pronouncing my name through whines.

I pulled her off my lap to unbutton her jeans and take them off along with her underwear.

“How do you want me?” She moaned into my mouth as I swiped my fingers through her wet folds.

“All to myself, sweetness, but I’ll make do with your pussy on my face for now.”

I could feel her arousal leaking, soon to be smeared on my face. I lay on my back, waiting for her to position herself over me, she gripped the bed frame and hovered above me.

“I’m gonna need you to get lower, can’t reach you like this.” I grabbed her thighs to try and lower her.

“I’m scared I’ll crush you!”

How cute.

“What a way to die, feasting on your sweetness, suffocated by sweet,” I lightly slapped her thigh where it met her ass, “soft thighs of a gorgeous woman. Now sit.”

With that, I pulled her all the way onto my face and, as soon as she was met with my eager tongue, she let out a scrumptious moan. I licked a long strip from her entrance all the way to her clit and started circling the soft sensitive bud and spelling out my name on it. Every time the tip of my tongue finished an S, I could feel her thighs twitch, making me dig my fingers into her.

Her moans turned to whimpers, whimpers to cries, and with a breathy cry of my name she tightened…and let go. I drank her release slowly, gently, to not overwhelm her, and let go of her thighs. She collapsed on the bed next to me, breathing heavily.

“I’ve…fuck I’ve never done that before.” With a quick roll, I was above her, pinning her to the bed and kissing her deeply, making her taste herself on my lips.

“Stick around and this won’t be the last time.” I winked at her and helped her up to put her clothes on.

I rummaged around my wardrobe looking for a minute and pulled out a dark grey band hoodie. Yuna’s eyes widened when I handed it to her.

“I told you I’d give you a hoodie you can sniff like a weirdo.”

“Kei…The Black Parade? If I had any energy left I’d cry. Thank you."

She launched herself at me with arms wide open. I embraced her tightly and kissed the top of her head. If I’d known this would make her so happy I would’ve done it right away. She got her book bag and I went to put the plates away before we went to her flat to get her things.

I couldn’t believe my absolute luck that I got to flaunt her in front of my friends and she agreed to sleep over tonight. I was practically skipping on the way to hers. We were holding hands again and I swear I could feel her smile burning into the side of my head every time I stopped looking at her.

She packed up a pyjama top, toothbrush, some skincare stuff, and makeup while I was looking through her bookshelf, picking up some books to see what she read.

“Why doesn’t it say what they’re about on the back? Who is the Guardian and why am I supposed to care that they think this book is ‘moving and engaging by turns, with an ending to blow down walls’? Just tell me the plot dammit!”

Yuna laughed softly, “Unfortunately, it’s all too common these days. That’s why I rely on the internet.”

Placing the book back, my gaze went over a nail polish basket. Out of curiosity I picked up a few bottles to look at them more closely and was met with a light chuckle from the door.

“You want me to paint your nails, Kei?”

“I wouldn’t mind that. Do you have black?”

“Do I have….Baji Keisuke look at me and ask me that again.” She couldn’t keep a serious face on, immediately grinning at me.

“Fair point, so will you do it?”

She walked over to me, all of her stuff packed into a rucksack, and placed a kiss on my fingers.

“Of course. You’ll look even hotter with black nail polish on while you’re fingering me.”

Immediate hard-on. It wasn’t fair.

On our way back to mine, we stopped by a shop to get some snacks and drinks for tonight, I could feel Yuna growing more anxious by the minute. Having arrived at the apartment, I got to dusting and cleaning up while Yuna excused herself to my bedroom to put on some makeup - something about feeling more put together to help with her nerves. Chifuyu was on his way home from work so he should be the first one out of the group to meet her.

Twisted Firestarter, 14:26 She’s really nervous rn Please be nice to her Or I’ll burn your pillows c:

ChiFOOLyu, 14:27 I’M ALWAYS NICE I get it man don’t touch my stuff if you don’t want to be strangled in your sleep :D I’m home in 20 mins

Twisted Firestarter, 14:28 Just saying, the gang might be too much to handle so it’s be nice if she had another person apart from me to talk to

ChiFOOLyu, 14:29 👌

There was a knock on the door and a faint voice coming in, “I hope both of you are dressed because I don’t need any more jump scares today!”

With that, Chifuyu unlocked the front door and walked in, tossed his keys on the shelf in the hallway, and took his boots off before walking over to us sitting on the couch. Yuna took a deep breath and grinned at him, immediately turning to banter to mask her nervousness.

“Matsuno-kun, I heard you think you could hold a candle to my absolute domination at card games?”

Chifuyu all but threw himself onto the couch next to her, acting like they’d known each other for years.

“My deepest apologies, Yuna-sensei. All I want is a chance to play against a world-renowned master such as yourself. And you can call me Chifuyu, no need to be so formal.”

“Okay Fufu, but chumminess is not going to make me go easy on you.” She said with a wink. I liked seeing her growing more and more relaxed with Chifuyu, even though she was nervous as all hell earlier.

“Fufu? Aight…are you painting your nails, Keisuke?” He clocked one of my hands spread across Yuna’s lap, the other in the air trying not to smudge the freshly applied coat of black nail polish.

“I’m pretty sure you have eyes, Chi, Yuna is painting them, not me. And what of it?” I knew he didn’t mean anything negative by it, but it wouldn’t be us if we didn’t tease each other for no reason.

“Fuck off trying to insinuate shit. Yuna, could you paint mine as well? Might make me seem more badass since I’m not fighting anym-” A silent, but intense look in my eyes made him stop talking and smile at Yuna instead.

Yuna lifted her head to look at him when she finished painting my other hand and reached for Chifuyu after instructing me to be careful not to smudge anything.

“Wow your cuticles are so neat,” she inspected his hands before taking the nail polish and started applying, “what happened to your face anyway? That scratch looks fresh.”

They started chatting about all the cats we get at work and how some are absolute bastards to take care of, sometimes we get scratched up. Just looking at the energy between the two of them was soothing.

I no longer had to worry about there being any awkwardness in Yuna meeting my friends. I was still waiting for her answer to being my girlfriend, hopefully, tonight might make her see she is wanted and I wouldn’t hide her away.

A few hours later, after we dried our nails and joked around with Yuna, my phone rang. When I picked up, I could hear two sets of voices, one clearly not talking to me, the other trying to be loud enough for me to hear, but unfortunately loud enough that I had to move the phone away from my ear.

“MIKEY FORGOT WHICH BUTTON HE NEEDS TO PRESS CAN YOU BUZZ US IN,” I could hear Mitsuya shouting over Mikey and Draken arguing in the background.

I hung up and pressed the button next to the porta phone, waiting for them to make their way to my door. They were still arguing over who knew which button to press when they walked in and I took the pizza boxes from Mitsuya’s hands.

“Yeah well, it’s Baji’s fault for not having us over anymore.”

“It’s not like we ever needed an invitation?”

“Yeah well, Mr.Big Shot over here is too busy for his best friends because he’s going to be a very important vet someday.”

“I live here, too! You can come and visit me!” Chifuyu shouted at them from the couch where he was keeping Yuna company.

Mikey’s gaze stopped on Yuna’s face as she shyly waved and smiled at them.

“Oh hey, new best friend. I’m Mikey, you’re Yuna, right?” He flashed her an angelic smile, earning a smack to the back of his head from Draken.

“Behave, Mikey.” Draken shook his head, reaching to shake Yuna’s hand, and walking back to the kitchen with me, handing me the watermelon he brought with him.

We cut it together and moved the pizzas to the coffee table while Mikey and Mitsuya were trying to be normal around Yuna. Chifuyu seemed to be fending off Mikey’s overbearing closeness pretty well so Draken and I could bring all the drinks and cups to the gathering spot.

I sat next to Yuna, sharing the couch with Chifuyu, while Draken was spread out on the other one, Mikey sitting on the floor with Mitsuya. I had plugged my phone into the big speaker under the TV and played some music as background noise to our conversations.

Yuna seemed to be enjoying the company, often being asked about her studies and hobbies. When she wasn’t talking I could hear her humming along to the music and tapping her fingers on my leg in the rhythm of whatever was on. I passed her some pizza and fruit to eat, which she accepted with a massive smile on her face.

Mikey ended up falling asleep curled up on the floor while Chifuyu was arguing with Draken about who bought pizza the last time we had a gathering like this one.

“DID YOU JUST BLUE SHELL ME YUNA I SWEAR TO EVERYTHING HOLY-” Chifuyu was getting frustrated at nearly winning at Mario Kart - again.

Yuna just playfully chuckled and continued playing, Draken taking the opportunity to speed past him and win the race, sharing a conspiratorial smirk with Yuna.

“That’ll teach you not to knock me into the mud next time.” She replied, smacking him on the arm.

I took the controller from his hands and started a new race, ready to obliterate everyone involved.

It was late by the time the guys left, but I wasn’t tired in the slightest. Yuna’s face was blushed from everyone complimenting her and being really nice and genuine with her, as they should’ve been. She helped Chifuyu clean up the plates and glasses and I accompanied her to the bathroom to brush our teeth and for her to remove her makeup.

“I’ve been thinking…” She started.

“Oh no, what about?”

“Kei I’m serious. I’ve had a really good time tonight. Everyone seemed so genuine and friendly.”

“They can be, yeah. That’s why I’ve been friends with them for the past, uhhh, I want to say around ten years, give or take.”

“I want to be your girlfriend, Kei.”

I stood there, completely shocked, with the toothbrush forgotten in my mouth, staring at her reflection in the mirror. Her lips were stretched into a smile, toothbrush still in her mouth, and all I could think about was how I wanted this moment to last forever in its glorious bliss. I quickly spat the toothpaste out and rinsed my mouth, grabbed her hips and spun her around to face me

“You’re sure? I don’t want you to rush your decision just for my sake.”

“I wasn’t planning on rushing it, dumbass, it just feels right.”

I let my hands roam up and down her hips while she finished brushing her teeth and immediately pulled her in for a deep kiss. For the first time as a couple. I picked her up, causing her to break out into a fit of giggles and wrap her legs around my waist, and carried her into my bedroom, walking past Chifuyu, who was still sitting on the couch scrolling on his phone.

“Hey Yuna, maybe we-”

I cut him off before he could stop us, “Not now, pal, my girlfriend and I are a bit busy at the moment.”

“Girlfriend?! Congrats bro!” He returned to his phone, grinning, no doubt alerting the group chat.

As soon as I shut the bedroom door and dropped her on my bed I began undressing, Yuna giggled trying to take her t-shirt off,

“‘My girlfriend and I are a bit busy’ I love the sound of that, mister boyfriend Baji Keisuke.”

I put my hair up into a ponytail and hungrily began kissing up her legs to where her panties started.

“Shhh I’m busy kissing my girlfriend,” I murmured between the kisses, “my beautiful girlfriend,” I nipped at her panties and rolled them down to her ankles, “my gorgeous girlfriend that I’ve somehow managed to pull,” with one hand I held her hips down while the other went to her clit to softly rub it, “my perfect girlfriend who’s going to be so good for me right now and tell me how she wants to cum, hm?”

I looked up at her and, holy shit, her face was already scrunched up in pleasure, her mouth slightly open, her breaths coming out in sharp puffs. One of my fingers was sucked into her needy hole, curling upwards to press on her sensitive spot. She whined at the sensation, squirming under my hand.

“I asked you something, Yuna. How do you want to cum?”

She half-opened her eyes and with a strained voice slurred, “On your fingers, please, Kei.”

How could I not oblige when she asked so nicely?

I inserted another finger into her, attaching my lips to her clit and slowly swirling my tongue around it, drawing sinful moans out of her mouth. She grabbed my hair to bring me even closer to her and I could feel her soft walls tightening around my fingers.

Yuna let out a cry and her juices coated my fingers, I just couldn’t help but lick them clean, before squeezing her thighs and pressing kisses along them, biting to leave marks behind. Making my way up to her, she ran her hands all over my body, admiring me with glassy eyes and hair all over my pillow and her face.

I hoped she wouldn’t mind a little bit of roughness, seeing her spayed out on the bed like that, with her eyes closed, hair sticking to her forehead, made me feel like a wild animal. Like I could bite her flesh forever, leave little reminders of myself on her thighs and hips, which is exactly what I did. She mewled in pleasure whenever I started biting a new bruise into her soft skin.

“Kei it’s s’good,” she was already slurring.

I pulled away and pressed her legs together in the air in front of me, placing my painfully hard erection between her thighs.

“Hope you don’t mind waiting a little more before I fuck you.”

She whined in response as I started pumping my cock through her thighs. Her soft, plush skin felt heavenly on my wanting erection, it grazed her pussy with each thrust, and soon enough I was keeping a steady pace. Her face was flush in frustration, her hips lifting to get more friction on her puffy clit, little whines falling from her lips as she couldn’t get what she was after.

When I was close to finishing I dropped her legs, knees falling towards her chest, and leaned down to grip her lips into a deep kiss. She smelled like freshly squeezed oranges, refreshing my mind as I breathed in her scent. Yuna’s hands roamed across my back and settled in my hair, scratching my scalp, in turn making me shiver with the sensation.

I aligned my cock with her dripping core and dragged it along her soft, puffy folds to make her sigh in frustration one more time before I sunk into her warm, spongy walls.

The noise that came out when I fully sheathed my length into her was something I would be chasing for the rest of my life. A long, sinful moan of anticipated reward that was finally here after all the teasing.

“She’s sucking me in so well, so obsessed with me,” I couldn’t help but tease as her pussy clenched around my dick with every thrust.

Yuna looked up at me, glaring, and managed to bite out,

“Maybe she was feeling ignored while you were playing with my thighs instead!”

So cute while she was angry.

“Don’t be a hater, Yuna, or next time I’ll only fuck your thighs and make you beg for attention to your cunt.”

That shut her up and made her roll her eyes, her attitude was immediately cut short when I slammed my hips into hers and made her gasp louder than before. I chuckled and pressed a kiss onto her lips, licking her bottom lip, before pushing myself up and pressing her legs as far to her chest as she could handle, getting a better angle to thrust into her deeper than before.

She cried out in pleasure when I picked up the pace, my mouth couldn’t contain grunts as her warm walls drew me in and clenched around me - with my name on her lips she came and a ring of white formed around my base. Her orgasm only made me more feral, slamming into her drenched pussy with a ferocity I hadn’t used before, as her moans turned more and more desperate, borderline pornographic.

“Kei please slow-fuck-down ‘s ah too much!” She was half-slurring her words, eyes shut, mouth open in ecstasy. I slowed down for a few thrusts to oblige.

“Overwhelmed?” I asked her, to which she only nodded lightly.

With a grin I slammed into her harder, still not speeding up, but she didn’t say anything about roughness. I grabbed her legs and hugged them tightly, resting her calves on my shoulders. I lazily dragged my cock in and out of her, barely putting in any effort, waiting for her to beg me to speed up again.

I didn’t have to wait long, but this pace made me feel so needy, I wanted to pound into her like it was my last night on earth, I wanted to make her scream my name so loudly that there would be no doubt in anyone’s mind about who was making her see stars.

When she finally spoke again my cock twitched inside of her with excitement.

“Kei baby faster please,” She whined and I had half a mind to jump on the request, but the other part of me wanted to make her beg.

“You sure you can take it, sweetheart?”

“I want it, please.”

“How much?”

“Mmm-what?”

“How much do you want it?” I wanted to watch her squirm with want.

“I need it. I need you, Keisuke. I need your cock deep and fast,” her eyes were glistening, “please.”

With that I doubled my thrusts, her moans immediately rising in pitch. Her fucked-out face scrunching up while her mouth hung open, lewd moans slipping past her soft lips. I wanted to kiss them, but this position was just too good to stop. I grunted with my quick movements while her toes curled on each side of my neck. The next best thing to do was to kiss her ankles, making her chuckle mid-moan.

“Kei ‘m sooooo close don’t-fuck-don’t stop!” Yuna was gasping for air at this point and I was almost at my tipping point, desperate to spill inside of her.

I reached down to smack her ass and draw out another whine from her mouth, she was trying to say my name again, but all that came out was a long moan as her walls contracted around my dick once more, releasing another orgasm and making her spasm in front of me.

That was enough to milk my cock of everything I had in me, long ropes of cum spurted on her walls and I slowed down to ride it out with her. I slowly pulled out, some of our cum very lazily leaking out of her abused hole. With a kiss to her swollen clit, I gently pushed her up to the pillows and went to the bathroom to get her a warm towel while trying to ignore Chifuyu’s protesting about my walking out of my bedroom naked.

After cleaning her up (gently, trying to shush her overstimulated whines), I lay in bed next to her and drew her closer into my chest. She released a happy humming sound and almost immediately started snoring. I could definitely get used to this, I whispered into the back of her head,

“You’ll be the death of me, sweetheart, I feel like I’m falling in love.”

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girasollake · 2 years

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rather be | e.m.

pairing: eddie munson x fem! reader

requested: yes

type: somewhere between angst and fluff i guess

summary: you go to a party feeling good about yourself. however your confidence which was already fragile, breaks completely after your unpleasant encounter with jason. after that you go to eddie, because he’s the only person who praises how you look like

warnings: fat shaming obvi, curse words, mention of alcohol, i think thats it

a/n: this was easy for me to write cause i feel like that and i based this fic a bit off of my own past with people saying shit, and the part with eddie is based on some of the convos i usually have with my boyfriend lmao, hope you guys will like it!

word count: around 2,200

You plopped down on your bed after a long day of school. Looking around your room you started thinking about what to wear for the approaching party at Nina’s. She was a popular girl on the cheer team but her popularity didn’t change her. She still remained a kind, nice girl who invited to every party most of the people from school, no matter their social background and status. You had never been to parties like that and decided to finally break that cycle. You even asked Eddie to come with you, but he refused. He had a performance at The Hideout and even though he wanted to go with you, he simply couldn’t. What’s more, parties like that weren’t his thing as well so he wasn’t that sad about not going. You didn’t blame him, you understood. After some time of thinking about outfits you finally got up and walked over to you closet. For about twenty minutes you had been throwing your clothes out of it to find something perfect but nothing seemed to meet your standards. That was until you spotted a black material at the bottom of your drawer. You pulled it out and tried it on immediately. It was a dress your favorite auntie had gifted you for your 17th birthday and surprisingly it still fitted. You had never worn it out though, you didn’t have a lot of confidence back in the day. But all of this had changed when you had met Eddie. He had shown you how beautiful you are every day and you were extremely grateful for that. He had helped you built up some of that confidence however you often still felt insecure. You were grateful for his actions, his words, but demons from the past were still haunting you and it felt impossible to get rid of them completely. When you put on this dress, they left for a moment. You felt pretty. You felt beautiful. You felt sexy. Smiling to yourself you took it off and went to the living room to iron it. After doing that you hung it on your mirror and then started doing your makeup.

☽ ☽ ☽

Your mom gave you a ride to the party. She insisted on you wearing some kind of jacket because it was immensely cold outside and the dress wasn’t covering your arms. You obeyed and took your black denim jacket, which was actually Eddie’s. Let’s just say, he thinks it disappeared under suspicious circumstances and doesn’t know who has it.

‘Call me if you need anything, okay honey?’ Your mom asked when you opened the door.

‘I’m gonna be fine mum.’ You replied.

‘I know.’ She gave you a small smile. ‘I just don’t want you to get hurt like last time. Kids are mean these days.’

‘I won’t get hurt.’ You got out of the car. ‘See you later mom!’

‘Bye, darling!’ You closed the door and looked at her one last time before she drove away.

A sigh escaped your lips when you saw all the people entering the place. You also felt this tight feeling in your chest when you saw all of the conventionally attractive skinny girls standing everywhere. No, (Y/n). Stop it. You look nice. For once just have fun. You thought and with that you entered Nina’s house. You wanted to find your friends but no one seemed to be around. You searched the crowds for any sign of Robin or Steve, they weren’t anywhere. Well, they were somewhere, but with so many people in a huge house like that it was like looking for a needle in a haystack. Finally, you found the kitchen and saw some beers next to the fridge. You grabbed one and headed somewhere else while also taking off your jacket. You wanted to have a good time and you were kind of enjoying yourself when you had found someone to talk to. It didn’t last long because when you went to get yourself another drink you bumped into someone.

‘Oh shoot, I’m so sorry.’ You mumbled and looked up to see Jason standing in front of you.

‘Yeah, you should be.’ He hissed and then looked you up and down. ‘Damn, you’re brave for wearing that.’ He snickered. ‘Ayo, boys, come check this out!’

You were confused. Why were you brave for wearing a dress? A cute one, at that.

‘What do you mean?’ You chuckled and tucked a strand of your hair behind your ear.

‘I just think people like you shouldn’t wear dresses like this. You’re giving it a bad look.’

‘Excuse me? What do you mean by “people like me”? You whispered but tried your best for it to sound at least a bit intimidating.

‘I think you know exactly what I mean, piggy.’ He whispered straight into your face.

You heard all of his friends laughing behind and you felt your face getting hot.

‘What? Gonna cry?’ He asked when he saw your eyes filling up with tears.

‘You’re such a son of a bitch.’ You muttered. ‘I look nice.’

His laughter filled up the whole room, ‘I don’t know who told you that, but they have a bad taste. The dress would be nice if someone like Chrissy was wearing it, not you. Don’t flatter yourself.’ He remarked. ‘Now go change or leave before I’ll throw up by just looking at you.’

You turned around and ran away, tears streaming down your face and messing up your makeup. You went to the nearest bus stop and found the route that would take you to The Hideout. After fifteen minutes of silently crying on the bus you stepped out of it and headed to the pub. Then you realised how you must look. You retreated and started looking for Eddie’s van in the small parking lot, you spotted it almost immediately. You walked over to it and sat down on the cold pavement with your back pressed to the vehicle. It was in fact freezing and you were glad your mom had made you take that jacket. You covered your face with your hands and started sobbing again, you wondered why some people were that mean. You had started healing from the last time it happened and now everything hit you twice as hard.

‘Come onnn, I don’t want to be late mom!’ A twelve year old you tugged on her sweater.

‘Okay, okay, get in the car, I’ll be right there.’ She replied and went back to the conversation she was having on the phone.

You took the present in your hands and headed outside. You were going to a friend’s birthday party and you were even more excited because your crush was going as well. You smoothed out your dress and held the present tightly in your hands when your mom entered the car. The ride went rather quickly, maybe due to your happiness and excitement overwhelming you slightly. You got out of the car and knocked on the door.

‘Hi! Happy Birthday, Joe!’ You cheered and have the boy a quick hug along with the present.

‘Thank you, (Y/n/n).’ He smiled and let you in.

You went inside and greeted your other friends, along with the boy you fancied. You were having nice time talking, gossiping and laughing with your female friends when the boys went to a different room. After a while you decided to go to the bathroom and sadly, walk next to the room they were in.

‘Man, I can’t believe you invited her.’ You heard your crush speaking.

‘What do you mean? She’s nice.’ Joe replied. ‘She’s my friend.’

‘Yeah, but don’t you worry that she’s gonna eat all the food?’ Your crush snickered.

‘To be honest I thought that the floor would collapse when she entered your home.’ Another boy peeped in.

‘Who are you guys talking about?’ Another voice asked.

‘Oh, (Y/n) (L/n). I mean it’s not hard to not know which one it is.’ They all laughed and you tried your best to hold it together.

You didn’t want to go to the toilet anymore, you wanted your mom. So that’s why you went over to the house phone and quickly called her number. Soon enough, when she heard you crying, she was there to get you.

All of the memories came back to you at once when Jason had said those words. You just wished Eddie would finish his gig and go outside to get you before you freeze to death. You almost wanted to go inside and get him, but that would be unfair. He deserved to play with his friends and have fun, you didn’t want him to leave them because of you. You wrapped your arms around yourself and tried to heat yourself up while you were waiting.

‘(Y/n/n)?’ You looked up and saw Eddie heading your way, it was nice that you didn’t have to wait that long for him. ‘What are you doing here? Weren’t you supposed to be at that party or something?’

‘Ye-ah. I was.’

‘Is everything okay? Shit, were you crying?’ He asked when he finally approached you. ‘Oh god, what is that dress? It looks hella amazing on you, baby.’

‘Don’t lie Eddie.’ You whispered and shook your head.

‘I’m not. Why would you think that?’ He asked and furrowed his brows, and when you didn’t reply he continued. ‘Did someone say something?’

You nodded your head and a few tears fell down your face, ‘I just wanted to feel pretty for once.’

‘Hey, hey, don’t fucking say that. You are pretty, you always are.’ He said and brought you into his arms, your cries echoing throughout the parking lot. ‘Who said something?’

‘Jason.’ You whispered. ‘He said I-.. I shouldn’t be wearing that dress. Because I make it look bad.. And-.. And it would look better on someone like Chrissy.’

‘That’s the biggest bullshit I’ve ever heard.’ He replied instantly. ‘The dress is nothing without you and you are the one that makes it look so hot. Jason is a dick who doesn’t know shit. He just likes to talk down on other people, don’t think about his words.’

‘You don’t understand Eds..’ You sobbed. ‘I can’t stop thinking about all of the situations that have made me the insecure person that I am. The memories are replaying in my head every second and it sucks. It fucking sucks because they are consuming me and even though I have memories of you telling me the good stuff, it’s not fucking enough. The thoughts are always there, always, and I can’t push myself to think about my body the way you do. I just can’t…’ You snuggled your face closer to his chest and let him stroke your back delicately. ‘I’m so sick of feeling like this Eds, and I can’t stop it, I don’t know how to stop it. Every time I start to feel better it consumes me over and over again, and today just… It broke me even more than I already was. I don’t want you to see me the same way they do.’

He pulled away from you and grabbed your face in his hands, ‘Listen, okay? I do not care what anyone thinks of you. I love you. I have never met a person more perfect than you. You are the most beautiful girl I’ve ever laid my eyes on. I love your body, every fucking inch of it, you hear me? Every. Fucking. Inch. They can show me thousands of models with those so called ‘perfect bodies’ and I’ll still choose you, because to me it is your body that is perfect, no one else’s. I know I can’t make you look at yourself like I see you, but I’m willing to try even more. You deserve to see yourself like I see you. Fuck them. Fuck Jason. Fuck anyone who thinks they can comment on what you look like. Okay?’ He finished and you just nodded while trying to process it all. ‘Repeat after me, ok? I am beautiful.’

‘Eddie, I ca-‘

‘Shut up. I am beautiful.’

‘I am.. not.’

‘(Y/n) I swear to god I’m going to drive you over with my van.’ He threatened. ‘Say the fucking sentence.’

‘I can’t.’

‘Yes you can.’

‘Can we go? I’m freezing.’

‘Not until you say it.’

‘I don’t want to say it Eddie.’ You cried.

‘You can do it, (Y/n/n). You know why? Because you are beautiful.’

‘I am…’ You whispered and swallowed thick saliva. ‘…beautiful.’

‘See? Was it that hard?’ He asked and kissed the top of your head. ‘I’m gonna keep making you say that until you believe it yourself.’

You groaned and hit his chest with your head. You didn’t know how to feel because a part of you felt like you didn’t deserve his help and kind words, the other however, it was grateful for his determination to try and change your way of thinking.

‘You ready to go home?’ He asked.

‘Can I stay at yours?’

‘Of course, sweetheart.’

You chuckled, ‘I thought that nickname was reserved for your guitar?’

‘Things change, now shut up and get inside.’ He replied and opened the door for you. ‚Wait, is that my jacket?’

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copper-dragon-in-disguise · 8 months

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What's this, a new d&d character?

hi. I have a DND character. his name is Oliver (oli). I may or may not be projecting onto him, a lot, but that is not the problem today. I made a character playlist for him and I want to talk about how it pertains to his (planned?) character arc. Ergo, this

The important thing to begin with is the basic gist of his backstory. Oli is a satyr paladin, oath of the ancients. Early to mid twenties or so. Gay (and ace), which is relevant, because he has a Tragic Backstory!!!!

Basically, he grew up in and out of the feywild, either there or in this one elven town that just so happens to have a portal to faerie very close by (and also might have been the childhood home of the other character in the campaign, quinn, who belongs to @ineffeblygay (hi mars. hope you don't mind the tag!! feel free to ignore this if you want /not sarcastic /not passive agressive), but neither of them remember that all too well (see their Tragic Backstory™))

He, as many gays are wont to do, had a boyfriend!!! I have not figured out said partner's name yet but that is okay. However, there was An Accident, that Oli thinks he would have been able to prevent if he had been there, and his partner died. Oli blames himself for it. He made his oath because of them, and so he holds to it, both because he believes in it, and because he feels like it's the least he can do. (Notably, for semi-related reasons, he avoids using the magic that comes with the oath if at all possible (I'm thinking it's cause he tried to help them with it, and he failed, and he thinks that it's cause he did something wrong and it was his fault (hi. remember what I said about projecting--)

song #1

she's in love with the boy by trisha yearwood

This is about the childhood romance type thing. It's like the, oh, hey, they're in love, and it's sweet, and they're going to spend the rest of their lives together, and no one can stop that-- until, hey, whoops, dead (hence song #2)

song #2

if i should fall behind by bruce springsteen, specifically the live in dublin version

this is the part that functions as the section about his partner's death. ''if I should fall behind / wait for me'' Ahhhhhhh. so, in this case falling behind is them dying. which. oh hey that's fun, metaphors!!

it's them promising the wait for each other, to remember each other, and it's also about Oliver refusing to move on

song #3

ophelia by the lumineers

listen. ophelia dies, thats gotta be something. is their partner the ophelia in this situation? honestly, hell if I know. maybe? probably, even, but possibly not. cause the thing with ophelia is, she either killed herself or it was an accident, twist of fate. and that's what his partner's death was, and like ophelia, no one can know for certain.

song #4

all that heaven will allow by bruce spingsteen

the thing with this song is, I first heard it when my dad was trying to prove to me that bruce springsteen does have at least a couple happy songs. my immediate response was that the narrator was dead, this definitely isn't a happy song. (On an unrealted note, my dad thinks he was trying to get into heaven, and I think he was trying to get out. I have many opinions on this song) I stand by that opinion.

This is the part from what would be, if it was a book, Oliver's partner's pov. he wants more time, he wishes he could have had more time, and he's coming to terms with that, that he's dead. which in theory would take place while his soul is traveling from the material plane to the shadowfell

Song #5

achellies come down by gang of youths

this is the bit where Oliver's depression gets REAL bad, he tries to kill himself, but he doesn't do it, which is uh. both kinda important because I need him to be alive for the campaign and also, you remember what I said about the projection bit? yeah that. but the thing is, he doesn't admit it to himself (again, projection). the year and a half to two years after his partner died were the worst years of his life, and then one day he woke up and just. shoved all his emotions in a closet and ignored them (which is extremely not healthy)

and he stays like that for a year to a year and a half, and sometime in that time period is where the campaign picks up with him.

song #6

welcome to the black parade by my chemical romance

this one doesn't fit as obviously as the other ones do, but "though you're dead and gone believe me / your memory will carry on" cause one day he just decides to pretend that he's perfectly okay (he's not) and isn't traumatized at all (he is) and he is perfectly capable of being a functional human being person

cause carrying on. he has to pretend he's okay because if he's not what the hells does he do then?

song #7

i'm not okay (i promise) by my chemical romance

hey look, he's admitting it now. he's beginning to heal!!!! (tbh this probably comes after a pivotal and highly emotional time in the campaign, probably after one of them comes super close to death and they're above like, level 5, idk, I haven't worked out all the details yet (gods I love being dm))

song #8

take me home, country roads by john denver

to be honest, there's something missing between song #7 and #8, but I don't know quite what it is. but, at the very end of the campaign, he's gonna go home. he's going to go back to where he came from for the first time in three or four years and he's going to see his family and his friends because he's finally at a point in his life where he feels like he can face them without blaming himself.

so, that was it!!!! if you have questions please ask me I love talking about oli--

#dnd oc: oliver #tw suicide mention #i am very excited about this man #its gonna be FUN #its the first campaign thats actually had more than 1 session (even if both were session 0s) that i've ever DMed for and i am excited #it is midnight #i have not proof read this at all #it will be a bloody miracle if there are less than 10 spelling errors in the entire post

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oopshisaygoodnight · 1 year

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Hi Louis- my name's Anna, and I'm what some might consider a new fan. I fell down a One Direction rabbit hole this past February and haven't looked back. It's a funny feeling to embark on that sort of journey knowing there's over a decade's worth of material to go over. But the real treat has been getting to stay on top of all the news as it comes out, especially for you, in this past year. I missed you when you came to Denver this past winter, but with Faith in the Future and the upcoming tour, I cannot begin to express how excited I am at the prospect of seeing you live, and at MOTHERFUCKING RED ROCKS! I still can't get over it! And on the summer solstice??? My god. My only regret is that the stadium seating is not conducive to moshing, but I am happy to report I recently attended a concert there (Marc Rebillet), and he did successfully crowdsurf about halfway up the bleachers. Me and my friends may be petite women, but we would carry you to the very top of Red Rocks on sheer adrenaline if you asked.

Thank you for scheduling your tour so conveniently around my departure from Denver- you will be my last hurrah here and then I move back to New York City. I snagged those Stone Pony and Forest Hills pit tickets, so I will delight in alternating trying to get to the barricade for the show and opening up the pit in the back.

The main motive of this message is a bit besides all that- besides sharing my excitement, I wanted to share my story, which I hope doesn't feel like an exercise in trauma-dumping or extracting emotional labor but is just one of those I-wanted-you-to-know because there's so much of your life thats been shared with the public (and fictions created) and what else can I do to rectify what I feel might be a rather unfair trend?

In any case, there's this apocryphal story that I read that could be entirely fiction about a fan coming up to you and talking about how your music helped her come to terms with her queerness and you were surprised and even incredulous. & even if this never happened it is true that your music has helped me come to terms with my queerness and gender identity in a way I never expected. It seems antithetical that at the ripe age of 26, after a decade of thinking that I was better than/cooler than/above all that boy-band stuff, I decided to dive in deep. And there's something wonderfully campy about looking back on the days of One Direction ruling the world (to be clear, One Direction could still rule the world. There is an army of sleeper agents just waiting for the right moment to be awakened. Please for the love of god let me live long enough to see One Direction in person) and the way it was marketed and the evolution of the lyricism and musicality. I love listening to Up All Night, I think Take Me Home is a masterpiece, and yes, I sometimes do silly voices, but when its me and my closest friends from college singing about half an arrow in my heart, its transcendent- it's healing. I think in the early stages of acquainting myself with One Direction I felt like I was forgiving my inner child/teenager who was repulsed by what I saw as blatant heteronormativey- it felt like I kept being asked which one do you like the most, and not so secretly, which one do you want to be your boyfriend? This was the gauge of womanhood, and I felt anger if not sadness about being sold this narrative. Instead I watched obscure queer French cinema and dug my heels in. I read Jean Genet and James Baldwin and listened to Grimes and SOPHIE and insisted this was the path towards understanding my queer history, myself as a queer person, and situating myself in a greater queer community. Well, as it tends to happen when you think so highly of yourself and your own intelligence, things get very devoid of meaning and superficial very quickly.

I had a rough go of it these past few years, especially with Covid, because I recognized I had no real coping mechanisms. I had no escape.

In diving into the 1D discography, I found myself simply delighted. So many of these songs are just pure serotonin to my brain.

Along my journey, I found myself on Twitter, enjoyng what a vibrant community of fans still exists to celebrate One Direction even seven years after theres been any meaningful One Direction to speak of. But these people introduced me into one of the queerest, most inclusive and kind spaces I've ever found. How is this possible, after watching all my queer cinema and joining queer book clubs, that this was the place I would meet this group of people?

Listening to other people talk about their journey's of self-discovery, especially in regards to their evolving senses of gender identitiy, I had a real oh-shit moment. My lifelong apathy towards my own gender wasn't just some normal consequence of living but an actual indiciation of unhappinesss. I finally asked myself the question- what does gender euphoria look like? I finally heard that this was something that others have experienced, and might be something I could pursue. And I have- and though it hasn't come with radical change (nothing in my life has ever changed quickly), I have started to say it to the people I love- that the idea of the people I care about using they/them pronouns, that the people I love seeing me as non-binary, as not-cis, gives me a sense of true gender euphoria for the first time in my life, is a direct consequence of One Direction, of becoming a One Direction fan in 2022, of watching livestreams of your concerts on Instagram, of the anticiaption of a new album, of listening to Faith in the Future.

And now, a note more specifically about Faith in the Future and what is has meant to me- I'm not the first to note what a difference these past few months have made to you as a performer and an artist. Your comittment to using your platform to promote other up-and-coming artists who I, and many others, then get to fall in love, is so admirable and beyond that- its indicative of you being a truly thoughtful and generous person. And then you give us the gift of this album, and its like an electric current of confidence and honesty that runs straight from your mind to the hearts of everyone listening. I had the good fortune of being in LA when the album released, and in escaping the cold of Denver I was able to speed down the PCH with the windows down playing Faith in the Future on full blast. And its just so stuck in my brain- I can't even help it. I know Spotify flags what it thinks might be bot-behavior when it comes to streaming but is it my fault that I want to listen to All This Time ten times in a row? Holding Onto Heartache has been in my top three from the first listen, but a few nights ago, now very familiar with the lyrics, I was minding my own business, singing along, when I felt a surge of emotion. The lyrics I already knew suddenly clicked into place and I started to cry. Listening to Holding Onto Heartache, to me, I suddenly saw all these months and all these years where it felt like my sadness, my heartaches, were a necessary part of my life. I didn't know who I was without them, and I couldn't let them go, even when I recognized that there might be a better version of myself that wasn't buried under sadness. God, in hindsight, what a waste of time and energy. Its like I wanted to cultivate my sadness in some sort of masochistic creativity, like my pain was useful, like I couldn't let go of it, like I might be nothing with out. I have never heard a song like yours, one that made me reflect on this impulse in this way. Its a song that, in recognizing this kind of soft-self-destruction, made me realize exactly how much I have grown and healed in this past year.

I am so grateful for your music. I am so grateful for you, as a person, deciding to share this music with us, the fans. I'm at a point of parasocial relationships where when you win, it feels like I win. It also means when you're in pain, I'm in pain. I recognize that it's probably best to extricate myself a bit from being so personally impacted by someone I've never met breaking an arm, but in this minute, at this moment, I hope that this artist/fan relationship that compells me to write a personal essay full of confessions I am barely able to share with my family and loved ones is a small source of comfort and pride to you. When you take care of yourself, it's not just for you, but for us, for those who adore you from afar and want to see you succeed in every way, who would carry you to the top of Red Rocks if you asked, who, in gratitude, feel indebted to you, and therefore, want to make a small repayment towards that debt, in sharing my story, and writing down my love and best wishes.

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mlm-mod-taka · 3 years

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hi! so i saw ur requests were open and i wanted to ask if you could maybe do hajime, byakuya and fuyuhiko w a male reader who is super stressed about a test that they have but just cant understand any of the material and is like always close to tears about it no matter how hard he studies? sorry if thats super specific! this has been happening to me w a math test 😓😓

STRESSED WHILE STUDYING S/O • byakuya, hajime, fuyuhiko x male reader

yes, sure! if you have already done your math test, i hope it went well. exams and things like that are really stressful and i hope you're doing good, don't overwork yourself too much! thats all, please enjoy these headcanons!

tws/cws: mentions of beating up but its light hearted & stress.

|| -> mod taka <3

he's definitely been there before. besides, he's been one of the top students in some of the best of schools and the most complicated classes. he understands exactly how you feel.

gives you some tips that he learned over the years. he actually helps you a lot, and it makes the study sessions a bit more bearable. the advice that he gives would honestly work for almost anyone.

doesn't try to micro manage you to help out, he just goes to check in on your lessons every once in awhile. you can go to him if you don't understand your lessons. he will simplify everything so even a newborn baby could understand, he is pretty good at making things look easy.

is completely fine with you crying about it. he gets that school can be a tough thing, so he awkwardly gives you a side hug, with some stiffly said comforting words, and just lets you sob it all out before he continues helping you study.

really does believe that you can do it. isn't exactly one to hype you up, but he instead cheers you up by bringing down your opponents and lifting you up. in his eyes, you're better than all of them, so you have absolutely nothing to worry about!

if you're ever worried about looking stupid/having byakuya be dissapointed in you, you also have nothing to worry about. he assures you that theres much worse people that he's seen, and they pale in comparison to you. he could never be dissapointed in you, he swears.

when the test does eventually come, he waits for you outside your classroom. it doesn't matter if you pass or not honestly, he's just happy that you managed to answer some of the questions. is proud of you either way, and would buy some of your favorite food for dinner to calm your nerves from the test!

would study with you, since you're both gonna take the same test. honestly, he's not doing much better than you, but atleast he has someone to freak out with, and not do it on his own like usual.

when you start crying because of how frustrated you are, he starts to do it as well. he doesn't like to see his boyfriend sad, so you two actually start to sob together while staring at your extremely hard textbook.

hajime isn't the smartest, but he'll help you out with whatever he does know. granted, he's not the best at explaining the concepts, but its better than being left in the dark about what the topics actually are.

i feel like he's one of those people that know how to give a pretty decent massage, so whenever you're feeling too tightly wound up about the test, he'll place his hands on your shoulder and rub them until you feel a bit better.

gets both of you flashcards relating to the tests topic, and makes an easy training test for you. its to reassure that you'll do perfectly fine in the actual test, and that you will pass either way!

when the test eventually does come around, you're both pretty nervous, but he grounds himself so he's sane enough to try and calm you down. you two are basically very anxious, but atleast you're both anxious together.

while you two are taking the exam, you can always look to him for some moral support. if you look behind you, after he notices your concerned stare, you'll be greeted with a smiling hajime, cheering you on in silence.

after the class finished and you pass your papers in, he reads your score out to you so you don't feel too stressed out. if you failed, thats completely fine! he will drag you to your favorite restaurant and stores to treat you to whatever you'd like, and it goes the same way for if you pass!

celebrates your grade either way because he knows that you tried, and you studied the best that you could with all the struggles that you were experiencing. wants you to remember to not base your worth on grades, because he would always love you no matter what!

doesn't really know how to help you out, but anything you need, he'll give it. just say the name of what you want and it'll arrive in a few minutes. he hopes that this can calm your nerves and atleast slightly help your stress levels, he would rather not contribute to his dear boyfriends panic.

when you start to tear up, he scooches a little closer to you, showing that he's there to give his best version of comfort if you want to sob in his arms before you continue studying again. do be aware that he's a little bit like byakuya during these times, but just like togami, he's also trying his best.

offers to lightly beat up your teacher, then when they take a day off to recover, it gives you more time to study! the only response he gets to his idea is a disturbed stare, then you go back to staring at your notes.

if you're a person that gets motivated by insults/tough love, fuyuhiko can definitely provide that service for you! he specializes in that kind of speech, after all. if you're more into the positive kind of talk, he's pretty much screwed; but! he will show some cute support by giving you a thumbs up and a small smile when you look over at him.

he's not the smartest man ever, but if you want to be helped by peko, he'll definitely call her over for some advice. she knows a good amount of knowledge for school in case fuyuhiko ever forgets his lessons, but she would happily give you some notes! you are the person that her master loves, so she will treat you with the respect you deserve.

when the test comes in, he'll walk you over to your class, and wait right outside until you're done. actually leaves for a small amount of time to get you some of your comfort food, so he can help you relieve some stress that the quiz caused for you.

like everyone else in this post, he would be happy that you just tried your best during it. doesn't let you degrade yourself or your intelligence, because in his eyes; you're perfect and smart for him.

#📍 dismissal ∆#byakuya togami #byakuya #byakuya togami x reader #byakuya x reader #hajime hinata #hajime #hajime hinata x reader #hajime x reader #fuyuhiko kuzuryu #fuyuhiko #fuyuhiko kuzuryu x reader #fuyuhiko x reader #danganronpa x reader #danganronpa headcanons

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fluffi · 3 years

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REACTION TO YOU ASKING FOR THEIR JACKET :: STRAY KIDS

pairing: ot8 x gn!reader genre: fluff word count: 800+ event: 210325 stray kids anniversary <3 author’s note: 3 years with skz so I finally decided to do an ot8 reaction! this got kind of repetitive (because I picked such a detailed reaction prompt T-T) so its more of a ‘reaction to you being cold’. hope that works out! warnings: none that im aware of

BANG CHAN

you wouldn’t even have to ask for a jacket.

“channie!! how are you-”

“im good. you look cold. give me a second.”

“i mean, I didn’t realize till you said it, but-”

would take off his jacket/hoodie promptly and cover it over you.

afterwards he’ll ask if you want to be cuddled, and you would obviously agree because its bang chan and he’s the best! cuddler! ever!

husband material 1/2

LEE KNOW

tsundere 1/2

“minho, can i borrow your jacket :(”

“why dont you have your own?” *rolls eyes dramatically*

of course, he’s not going to leave you cold, how dare he

he’ll end up chucking his jacket at you, bUT he’ll stare at you intensely until you’ve worn it fully and will make sure that you’re snuggled and comfy

“I literally asked you to bring something warm and you didn’t listen”

tries not to show it, but he constantly checks up on you afterwards to make sure that you’re warm.

(gets upset when you call him out for it)

CHANGBIN

“hey, are you cold?”

grabs your arm and feels it to make sure you’re not cold.

bUT YOU ARE. YOUR ENTIRE ARM IS FROZEN.

“oh my gosh you’re a literal freezer”

this could go two ways:

1. will immediately take off his jacket and wrap it around your shoulders

2. if the two of you happen to be in a mall or a place that sells clothing, he would ask you to pick a jacket in a clothing store,

then pay it for you and ask you to wear it around!! (help thats so cute im scREECHING)

its a two-in-one: he keeps you warm and makes you happy

afterwards he would keep his arm around your shoulder to make sure you’re double-layer warmed :)

HYUNJIN

“jinnie do you have a spare jacket”

“why? what for? omg are you cold”

mentally freaks out and gets mad at himself for not checking up on you.

his mind right now: loml bubs is cold and I need to give jacket *screams*

will give you his jacket with no hesitation

then proceeds to backhug you and rub your cold hands with his warm ones.

(he says its to spread warmth around but we both know that it’s just an excuse)

he just wants to be able to hold not one...but both of your hands in his! ;)

HAN

why do I feel like the both of you wouldn’t bring a jacket T-T

“hey I’m kind of cold, do you have a jacket”

“i was just gonna ask you that”

oh great, now the two of you are shivering.

DO NOT FEAR!! CUDDLES ARE ALWAYS THE SOLUTION!

(cuddles could totally end world hunger just saying /j)

the both of you would result to snuggling up against each other.

jisung would be mad at himself for not being responsible of his one and only,

but its okay, now you’re super warm with his hugs and cuddles

that’s better than just a piece of fabric

FELIX

literal king at taking care of his boo

“do you have a jacket-”

“yeah, I have mittens too? if you would want that? I have a padding jacket that you could pull over a sweatshirt that I have in the backseat. it should be your size but-”

“felix, we’re going to a mall.”

he has eVERYTHING!

he’s probably got those instant heating pads and he has every sort of hoodie in every color and shape in your size!!

hes just that great of a boyfriend :]

you could say that your legs were tired when running and he would just pull over with a whole caravan for you to relax in.

husband material 2/2

SEUNGMIN

ah, our neighborhood dandy boy

tsundere (?) 2/2

“hey I forgot to bring a jacket, would you have a spare”

“tsk tsk tsk”

but of course our organized king has a spare jacket for you (that’s probably in the same style/color as his so the two of you can match!)

he pretends to be annoyed but honestly thinks that its so endearing

he just loves being able to take care of you

(and would love for you to forget your jacket more often so he can flex his caretaking skills)

would probably end up asking some random passerby to take a picture of the two of you (in your matching hoodies)

I.N

baby bread is about to take care of his baby

“jeong, do you have a jacket? i’m kinda cold”

“jacket...uhh”

frantically looks around for a spare jacket but resorts to giving you his at the end.

now he feels bad about leaving you cold for so long and not realizing that you were chilly in the first place

from then on he checks on you every single time you guys step inside a room with AC and brings a spare jacket inside his bag at all times!

jeongin bestest agenda

2021 © fluffi

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keerishima · 3 years

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HELLO! I saw you were a new blog that needed requests and I was wondering if you could write head-canons for todoroki, bakugou, and kiri (separately) with a s/o that has a witchcraft quirk? TY

well hi! thank you for the request, it was so cool to write! now i’m assuming you mean like a quirk that works like potions and herbs/crystals and spirit summoning and spells which is the road i’m taking i hope that’s okay?

now this boy is

excited

when he first saw the mist swirling around your fingers as you fought the robots in the UA exam, a shock went through his body

what was that?

okay he didn’t mean to stare- considering he was in the middle of an exam- but the way you moved and the glints of a crystals around your body was just so cool

time passed and he got closer to you, during the dorm competition your room was the only room he wanted to see and boy did he love it

the green ivy and plants in your room, the pots and white smoke curling from diffusers and shelves full of powder and inks organised in a neat row

your room felt like a whole new world- like magic

literally after everyone had left he was still in your room looking around like a meerkat assessing it’s surroundings

fast forward; you guys are dating and he was VERY curious as to how your quirk worked, and you explained how your spells and energy came from the crystals and jewels

each crystal gave you a different energy, which converted to your power!

kirishima literally watched in awe as you pointed at all the different coloured gems and jewels and the symbols on your walls

he even asked to touch some of them and asked where you got them

he also asked to see them in battle, and asked if you had any similar to his own quirk!

the both of you engaged in LOTS of different mock battles, which almost always ended up in a play fight rather than real training- just because he ends up enjoying watching you use your quirk too much to actually focus

once you two had engaged in a long, breathless make out session against one of the walls- what can I say? you wanted to see what it felt like to kiss kirishima in his red riot form and have him melt back to normal under your touch

yeahh...it was a bad idea to do that in the school gym, where half of class 1-B caught you two mushed together against a wall

back to the hc!

he asks SO many questions

sometimes just sits on your bed for ages and asks one after the other after the other, to the point where aizawa has to come and send him back to his side of the dorm

let me tell you now: if you are 1) planning to get anything or 2) NEED anything, don’t let him find out

you once let it slip that you were considering getting pouches to carry these crystals, and the sweet, sweet boy went out and bought BUCKETS of bags

yes buckets because he didn’t know if your crystals would be affected by material or size of the bag or- god forbid what if it did and he ruined your quirk in battle?!

he’d never forgive himself.

ever.

like literally he’d be on his knees ready for punishment of how you saw fit because of his mistake

what can i say? the boys dramatic

but its endearing :,)

it ended up being the cutest date of you cuddled up on his bed wrapped in his blankets like you were drowning in them,

whilst he sat on the floor, presenting each little bag and pouch to you, all teleshopping style.

‘and THIS 🤩 gorgeous article comes with not just 1😱! not just 2 😱! but THREE 🤯🥵🥳🥳 buttons to clip close to ensure a tight, secure hold of your 😏 special package’

yeah he made a sleazy face

yeah you threw a plushy at him

all of them were bought with your costume in mind and how could you not keep some of the bags? with kirishima watching you with the biggest eyes and slightly-pouting-lips-but-he-would-never-admit-it there was no way you didn’t keep the most useful ones

you asked him to return the extra bags so he wouldn’t have wasted his money, whilst you repaid his kindness with lots and lots of kisses and cuddles

;) or more depending on how you want it

todoroki is uhh...

emotionally constipated

but thats not his fault

#fuckendeavour

sometimes it comes off that he’s not interested in your quirk in a general sense, but it’s only because he doesn’t know how to ask without seeming pushy

he gets shy (but doesn’t show it) but with time that decreases to a sort of dry affection

i’m not saying he’s a dry boyfriend but he definitely isn't as spritely as someone like Denki might be

the way you’d see that he wanted to know more was if he asked you to come and fight with him, train with him and study

this is where he asked about your quirk

he didn’t ask to the extent of kirishima, who said everything that came to mind, he asked precise questions that gave him all the information he was desperate to know because you are so cool it makes his heart burn needed

and he also knew you would add more information as you explained, which he loved because he loved hearing you talk so passionately

this time your quirk allowed you to control people to an extent, depending on different plants and herbs you used

the plants each had a special line, muttered as you dropped the herbs anywhere on your opponent for it to activate

best believe todoroki asked for one to knock endeavour out, literally out of nowhere💀

once, one night you had been laying on your bed, and todoroki had popped over to see you. it was still quite early on in your relationship so you weren’t expecting him to cuddle up beside you and tuck into your smaller body, chin hooked onto your shoulder whilst his eyes bore into yours from below todoroki loves eye contact

‘Do your plants have meanings?’

that’s it, that’s all he softly whispered in your ear

‘What do you mean?’ You whispered back

‘Like...like roses mean love...do your herbs have a meaning linked to what they do?’

okay now he was blushing, very gently because he didn’t want to annoy you, or ask you a question you’d never thought of and make you feel silly or insecure about his quirk

YOU on the other hand were smothering a dopey grin. you knew your boyfriend and his boundaries, and you knew that him asking you in such an intimate setting meant he was trying hard for you

you also knew that he’d just given you free reign to ramble however you saw fit

so you explained, how each herb did this, how if you mixed them they did that, if you made a liquid infused with them it helped with your application in battle and so much more

todoroki listened silently, but his eyes were gleaming

literally glowing in the darkness- I mean was that even possible? it had to have been considering how todoroki looked at you that night

after you were done, he replied with a similar thing about his own quirk, and both of you had a long long chat that went from quirks, to schooling, to life, to aliens and more

todoroki had the weirdest humour, he never knew he was being funny until your quiet giggles morphed into full blown laughter- and caused a knock from the next room over because you were being too loud

he would let out his own little chuckles and smirks, seeing you enjoy his company so much

it was a while after that day when something new happened

you’d sent him a message, whilst he was sitting right next to you, and your contact name flashed on his screen suddenly, catching your eye

‘my calendula’

you looked at todoroki

todoroki looked at you

you both blinked

‘calendula?’ you asked

‘yes’ todoroki replied

‘why calendula?’

‘because,’ todoroki blushed deeply, eyes flickering away from yours

‘because you said calendula means joy...you’re my joy. arent you?’

and god help anyone who tries to say you aren’t todoroki’s joy

because you would literally throw them to the ground

your heart soared at how todoroki loved you and your quirk so much

even though it wasn’t blatantly obvious, it was the little things he did for you 😍

he originally going to call you his basil until Bakugou came round behind him asking him if he was writing the dorms grocery list. safe to say that plan was aborted immediately :D

oho

sorry I just

*pfft*

bakugo amuses me, he really does he’s so entertaining

okay sorry back to the headcanon

I headcanon you’re REALLY strong

like STUPID strong

Remember bakugos reactions to all the students quirks and he was like ‘shit I cant beat them 😨’

And his reaction to todoroki? yeah he’d literally see you use your quirk and just

no I’m joking

but I feel like as your s/o he’d be super obsessed with your quirk

he’d always want to train with you, he’d see it as an amazing part of you that he wants to help hone so you can be the best of the best

not better than him obviously but the best anyway

not that he’d SHOW all of this awe and pride to you, it’s normally delivered in a bunch of bakugo sentences:

‘oi your form is shit. do this instead.’

that means he’s realised a new way you can throw this punch, with much more force

‘tch, go train. you need the training.’

he wants to train with you. again.

‘....finally. took you long enough to learn that.’

you’ve just done something successfully and he’s trying so hard not to blush at how well you did it.

here your power is more destructive

you can create sigils using a your finger in the air and they create attack power

this with bakugos quirk makes a formidable duo, and if he doesn’t get partnered with you he will most likely throw a fit

but not a long fit more of a like ‘oi why is she over there we work better together’

but he realises as heroes you need to work well with anyone you meet, so he’s not too fussy

because of the fact that you draw the sigils, you have a habit of tracing out patterns and new symbols and any sort of designs subconsciously

this is done normally on any part of your skin, with a pen

bakugo being old man bakugo 🙄 got mad at you

he told you off for almost giving yourself ink poisoning and ruining your hand and making it all dirty drama queen

but throughout all of this bakugo had been clutching your hand, and best believe he wasn’t letting go

he used the hand he was holding to pull you along and sit comfortably, dropping his own palm into your lap and mumbling something that kind of, sort of, might have been along the lines of ‘use my arm dumbass’

now you had bakugos arm to scribble on to your hearts content.

you used this when you were stressed, worried that your nerves were causing you to forget things or simply because you wanted to hold bakugo close

in fact, bakugo himself had adopted this habit, and you’ll notice I said arm instead of hand

bakugo got nervous around you, and therefore sweaty, which therefore lead to tiny little explosions in his palms when you were near

but this habit had started to make him feel comfortable with his hands around you, it made him trust himself more

he knew his power was strong and he didn’t want to hurt you, your quirk was something that helped him with that

and he wouldn’t tell you that but he was grateful. VERY grateful

he once asked why you used pen, and not your finger on your skin considering the pen ink is toxic

you answered very quickly, by pulling out a sheet of people and sliding your finger across the surface in a sigil shape

promptly the paper burnt into a cinder :)

and bakugo never asked again

and that is the end! I hope you liked it and I did the idea of Witchcraft justice 😅 please do send some more requests!

god I loved this so much they’re all so cute :,) thank you for this request!!

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virtual-luvr · 3 years

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Big Brother

Pairing: Childe x Reader

Pronouns: he/him

Content: so much fluff, teucer being the best as he usually is

Description: you had an unexpected visitor, but you don't mind, he helped you bake brownies so

Note: I love childe sm............... thats it gn. Here's a happy (late) valentines gift btw!

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"Teucer?"

There he sat, bright eyes looking up at you, and a big smile. He giggled when he saw your confused expression, it had been some time since you had gotten to see him after all.

You kneel down to give him a big hug, he immedoatly grabbed onto your clothes, now you had to hold onto him or he'd fall.

As he looks up at you again you quirk your head to the side.

"Bubba, what are you doing here?"

"I came back to see you and my brother!"

"Didnt Childe tell you to not go alone next time?"

"Well...yeah, but im all grown up now so I decided to do it again"

His smile was so big it hurt to reject him in any way, especially if you had to tell him to go back.

"Teucer its only been a year" You say with a small laugh.

He gives you a small hop and crosses his arms, giving you a small frown but it quickly vanished when he noticed the smell coming from the kitchen.

You both still stood at the front of the door but Teucer immediatly ran out of your arms when he smelled the delicious scent that is brownies.

You close the door behind you before going back to the kitchen, Teucer now trying to jump to see what you were trying to bake.

"What is this?" He says while landing a finger in the brownie mixture.

You quickly wipe the excess mixture off his finger before he could lick it, trying to make sure he didnt get sick because of the raw materials in the mixture.

"I was uhm...trying to make brownies for your brother"

As soon as Teucer heard the words brownie and brother together his eyes sparkled. He immediatly jumped up and down, almost making a few ingredients fall off the counter.

He kept repeating 'can I help?' Until you gave him an answer and he immediatly tried to climb the counter.

You grabbed him and decided that it was best he just sat on the counter and helped you that way.

Now Teucer sat in front of you, bowl in lap.

"Okay Teucer well next we have to add a bit more of milk, do you want to add it?"

He vigorously moved his head up and down in a 'yes' motion and excitedly giggled when you gave him half a cup of milk.

Not so gently did he throw the milk into the brownie mixture but it was completely fine.

As you looked around for a tray Teucer looked around as well, when he spotted the vegetable oil that wasn't so far from him he left his place and picked up the oil.

When you look back at Teucer hes throwing vegetable oil into the mixture that already had oil to begin with.

You let out a yelp and he jumped, thankfully letting the oil go without not dropping it.

"Teucer....I dont think we needed that much vegetable oil"

It was only a little bit but the mixture already had some so you just hoped and prayed that the brownies would still taste good and the batter wasn't completely fucked up.

"Ah...im sorry" Small tears started pooling in his eyes and it made your heart ache.

"No no no Teucer its okay, im sure the brownies will be okay"

And with that his demeanor perked up and he seemed completely fine once you reassured him.

Now you had only needed put the batter in the tray and baked it. So thats exactly what you did.

Thankfully Teucer didn't intrude much while you did this since you didn't want him to get burnt. He just looked at you do it from a safe distance while moving jumping in his seat.

He certainly was very excited.

"Okay, we just have to wait a bit now Bubba" you say with a smile as you take off your baking glove.

As you walk over to Teucer to pick him up he suddenly looks up at you and asked you something you defenetly werent expecting, "are you my brothers boyfriend?"

You didn't know how to react and you defenetly didn't know how to respond-

I mean, you certainly liked Childe, but you never knew it he liked you back.

You were hoping that with the brownies you were going to make him today you could know, it was Valentines Day after all.

"I...well uhm-"

"Its just, my brother talks about you all the time. You both look at each other exactly like how my parents look at each other"

At this point your face was hot and beet red, you didnt know how to react.

He talks to them about you?

"You made him brownies so...I thought-" at this point he voice got lower and lower, it didn't seem that he liked how quiet you were being.

"Uhm well, not yet Teucer" you say quietly, hoping that 'not yet would mean you and Childe could be more then friends sooner or later.

With that, Teucer seemed like he had stars in his eyes.

"Yay!! You'll be my big brother soon then!"

That made you blush even more, marriage to Childe didnt seem like a bad thing at all to you. Of course, not now, but in the future.

And Teucer seeing you as a big brother and being his brother in law made you so, so happy.

This conversation made you so happy you hadnt even noticed when Childe knocked on your door and walked in, Teucer didn't notice either.

As you look back you get to see Childe and he smiles at you, when he's about to start talking to you Teucer jumps up from behind you.

Childe's smile grows even bigger then before and he looks like he might cry a small bit. Teucer runs up to him and hugs him tight, they must have missed eachother a lot.

Quickly he walks up to you and hugs you as well, Teucer now being sandwiched between the two of you but content as can be.

Childe lets out a small sniffle before letting out a small laugh and giving a kiss on Teucers forehead.

"I missed you Teucer"

"I missed you too big bro!"

And right as Teucer says that, the oven dings, signifying that the brownies were done.

"I uhm...I made you some brownies" you say with a small blush, now nervous that he might reject you right in front of Teucer.

Childe's eyes sparkle just as bright as Teucers does and when they both see how good the brownies look they gasp.

You let out a small laugh at their mannerisms before giving a small card to Childe.

Teucer stands on his tip toes as he tries to read what's on the card but Childe holds it close. Once he finishes reading it he looks at you with the biggest smile you've ever seen.

The card said many thoughtful things but there was one very important question at the bottom, "will you be my boyfriend?"

He gives you a quick yes before diving in to give you a kiss, small once since Teucer was there but Teucer immediatly gasped and jumped up and down making the both of you laugh.

[1272 words; feb/15/21]

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anothertimdrakestan · 4 years

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Stealing Clothes From The Batboys/YJ Boys HC!

i wrote this on my phone due to immediate inspiration from a lovely anon!

"can i get a headcanon with the batboys and more if you can of how they react when their girlfriend steals theirs clothes? i love you're writing so so so much!"

Dick Grayson:

- you always steal his sweatpants even if they're like 4 sizes too big

- they're always a little worn and soft and smell like him

- you'll have to pull them up every 60 seconds but that's why you love them

- slipping them on when you wake up and starting to make breakfast, dick will come out of your bedroom and his heart will melt on sight

- he'll come up behind you and pull the waistband back effectively pulling you into his chest

- he'll toy with the drawstrings and waistband, feathery fingers dancing around your waist while you move around the kitchen

- he's the boyfriend that lovessss when you steal his clothes, eventually you'll run him out of sweatpants and he'll just go buy more, no questions asked. it warms his heart seeing you engulfed in his clothes

Wally West:

- Wally is a jacket king, he's constantly in different colors and sizes and types of jackets but he is very attached to them and often won't let you steal them

- but there's a secret to the jacket lifestyle, the t-shirt he wears under said jackets

- the t-shirts are slightly worn and unbelievably soft and they smell so strongly of your lovely boyfriend theyre your all time favorite steal

- often they might have a little hole or stain so you'll wear them around casually or sleep in them

- he makes fun of you when you both go to bed because you walk straight to his closet to pick out a shirt

- it makes his heart melt seeing you wear his t-shirts while he's away on missions, and having his warm and comforting smell on you 24/7 makes you miss him a little bit less

- he will steal the t-shirts back and wear them around to make sure his cologne is still there, for certain favorite t-shirts there will be all out wars for who gets to wear them, usually they end in tickle fights and him giving in calling you a thief even though he loves it

Jason Todd:

- jason's hoodies hit different i swear

- they're ginormous, soft, and beautiful

- the sleeves are way to long and when he sees you standing in one of his hoodies waiting for him after patrol he can't help but laugh

- "babe i know you love my hoodies but i'm scared it's going to eat you"

- he likes to pull the huge hood over your head laughing while you flail the hoodie sleeves

- when you're cuddling he likes to toy with the drawstrings and make little bows like the giant softie he is

- he will spend a whole day looking for the hoodie to complete his outfit then see you in it, he can never be mad when he sees the giddy look you get from how huge his clothes are on you, he's convinced you're the cutest thing in the entire world and no one can prove him wrong

Gar Logan:

- you're dork boyfriend unashamedly has hundreds of graphic t-shirts with terrible science puns or sarcastic logos and he'll beg you to wear them

- like any normal girlfriend you try to steal his hoodies or even will try on his beast boy suit as a joke but this boy will beg you to twin in punny t-shirts with him

- you're trending on social media like 24/7 from candid pictures of you and gar wearing t-shirts that say "i'm stupid in love with ->" or "i love her more than joker loves the batman" and other terrible graphics

- you like to style his band concert t-shirts into edgier outfits and it'll always blow him away

- "damn babe i need to go to more concerts if you're gonna look like that!"

- gar's love languages are affection and giving so you always let him shower you in his clothes and cuddles

- it always puts a dorky love-struck smile on his face when you steal his t-shirts and make epic outfits out of them and you'd do anything for your lover boy, who doesn't want to rep their boy???

Tim Drake:

- Tim has an eccentric style, and the two of you will often share clothes like jackets, maybe even pants, or hats (zendaya and tom holland vibes)

- he's always asking you for style advice and color combos that will look good, he's the first to tell anyone how amazing you always look and how talented your eye is for clothes - he tells everyone how you constantly take his breath away

- while you're day time style is amazing, it's in your own home that you give Tim a real show

- the best way to take his breath away is to slip on one of his button down dress shirts after a night of passion

- seeing you dressed in only his shirt, many of the buttons undone will physically knock the air out of his lungs

- feigning innocence you'll toy with the buttons and casually flirt until he's ripping the shirt off telling you he'll buy a new one

- occasionally you'll style outfits with his dress shirts, tucking them in pairing it with your favorite blazers, it feels like you've got a little piece of Tim rooting for you all day, the perfect pick me up during a rough day

Bart Allen:

- Bart is convinced you are the cutest thing to walk the planet and will actually vibrate through the floor with excitement when you steal his clothes

- your (and his) personal favorite is one of his many baseball tees

- this kid has at least 20 different colored shirts and you're pretty sure he wasn't even a baseball player, while he looks undeniably handsome you like to steal the shirts because of how soft they are

- he loves how the shoulders are too big and a little droopy, the sleeves are a little too long making you roll them up to your fore arm to get anything done, and he can feel his heart flutter noticing how you're always bunching up the material or trying to tuck it into your waistband

- seeing you in his shirts makes him all warm and fuzzy, he physically cannot keep his hands off of you if he tried

- when you cuddle he'll cling to the soft fabric with one hand, the other securing you to his chest, whispering something about how perfect you are before he devulges into light snores, keeping you secure and warm, his cologne intoxicatingly warm and comforting, automatically lulling you to sleep with him in minutes

Damian Wayne:

- Dami doesn't love you stealing his clothes, he likes it when you slip on his t-shirt or sweater after a long day and he'll usually expect it back

- but the best thing to steal from your cute boyfriend are his adorable turtleneck sweaters

- these knitted black sweaters are the softest material known to man but stealing them is so difficult because Damian doesn't like parting with them

- the face he gives you when you meet up in public while wearing one of his turtlenecks is too cute, a mixture of pride that you're engulfed in his property and also some mild amusement that you successfully snatched one of his turtlenecks out from under his nose

- "mhm beloved i like your shirt, tell me where did you get it?" his snark is always unmatched

- one of his favorite things to do when you're wearing his turtlenecks is pull the material up and over your mouth, effectively quieting you with your own shirt

- the playful glint in his eyes while he toys with the collar makes you smile like a child, loving how his inner goofy side comes out when he's with you

Jaime Reyes:

- there is no better clothing item to steal from Jaime than the iconic gray drawstring zip up hoodie

- this boy really goes through at least three a month if not more so he doesn't mind you snatching a few for your own closet

- he likes to grab on either side of the unzipped jacket and tug you into his embrace, his lips meeting yours while he toys with the fabric

- you take his jackets everywhere, he loves that you're rarely caught without one - he thinks it's adorable that you don't like to be without him

- his scarab genuinely thinks you're safer wearing his jacket and will throw a bit of a fit if "mate is unsafe! protections protocols active!" so you've taken to tying them around your waist, slinging them over your shoulder, and have even tried to crop or bedazzle a few to make a bomb outfit if thats you're style!

- the jackets are always worn and well loved, sometimes they'll have tears or burn marks from his scarab getting upset but you never mind the imperfections, they're what makes each jacket special

hope you enjoyed let me know who your fav was!

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lucy90712 · 2 years

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AHH congrats on 500!!!!

could I request 12 for wilbur please? <3

A/n: I may have changed the prompt very slight just to better fit the situation hope that's alright

Today is quite a big day it's the day if my first final exam for my degree and I may have done exams before but this one feels a lot different because it is so long and there is just so much riding on it. This is what I've been wanting to do for years and have been working so hard to achieve and now its the time to put all that effort to use. Typically my exam isn't until this afternoon so I have all morning to worry about it which I am way ahead of schedule on because I was up all night thinking about every way that I could mess up my exam and what would happen if I did.

When I got out of bed to start my last minute studying there was a knock on the door to my flat which confused me as I wasn't expecting anyone to come over plus I hadn't ordered anything. I opened the door and my boyfriend Wilbur walked in holding a bag which smelt a lot like pancakes so I knew he had brought breakfast over. That was probably smart of him because I was about to just forget about breakfast because I was too nervous to eat and I can guarantee he knew that because he knows me so well plus he has already been through all of this so has a pretty good idea of how I’m feeling.

He put away all my revision materials somewhere that I wouldn’t be able to reach them very easily so that we could eat without me studying at the same time because thats all I’ve done the past like months or so. I have also not seen to much of Wilbur which I do feel bad about but he doesn’t seem to care he still does all he can to help and support me because he is just that sweet. As much as it was hard to eat because of the nerves Wilbur managed to distract me enough for me to eat most of the pancakes he brought for me.

While I studied he refused to leave because he wanted to walk to my exam with me and he helped test me on certain things that I was having trouble remembering. Eventually we needed to leave and he grabbed my hand as we walked because they were shaking and I was fiddling with everything I could reach out of pure nervousness. It was so hard to focus on just the exam and not all the pressures so I was kind of half in the real world and half in my own head.

We made it to the university but there was still a bit of time before I needed to go in and I was beyond stressed but Wilbur sat me down and gave me a pep talk and explained his experience to try and make me feel better.

“Don't be nervous I'll be right here when you come back out just think about that” he promised

All thanks to Wilbur my exam went well and as he promised he was waiting exactly where he said he would be to hear all about it and celebrate it going well with me.

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spiderlilyserendipity · 3 years

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♡BTS as your BF: on the day of your degree certification exam♡

*Can be read gender neutral* =)

Seokjin:

♡ as someone who has 2 degrees, seokjin knows damn well how hard you worked to get your degree. He will get up earlier than you on the day and wake you up with a nutritious breakfast.

♡ if he doesn’t have work that day, he Will go to drop you off. He will give you lots of kisses and tell you to do your best

♡ when you come home, he will be so nervous but excited for you. “How’d it go” “i passed” 🥺 and he would probably punch the air excitedly

♡ “THATS MY GIRL” “jin baby this is so embarrassing” “sorry babe i can’t hear you over MY PRIDE”

♡ will take you out to a fancy restaurant and order all your faves to celebrate.

♡ will probably get you flowers and a really romantic gift because he’s so happy for you

♡ and he WILL tell everyone this man does not give a fuck what others think bc he is so proud

Yoongi:

♡ yoongi is the type of person who works really hard on his own but he won’t let you feel alone at all because he loves you.

♡ as your lover he will probably pay attention to lots of small details about you, and will probably tell them to you when you’re worried

♡ “baby what if i don’t pass??” “have you SEEN you??? Remember that time you--”

♡ he will come home early from the studio just to pick you up. When you walk out of the building to him, he will just hold his arms out to you no matter the result

♡ min yoongi is the ideal kdrama husband, you heard it here first folks

♡ will place his hand on your thigh on the way home and gently stroke your thigh/knee with it as he drives

♡ “see baby? I told you. You did amazing” in his most reassuring smile as you two eat dinner at home together

Hoseok:

♡ hoseok is a really diligent person, to the point where he can get worried over tiny details.

♡ he knows you can be the same way sometimes when you’re anxious, so he takes special care to reassure you before your exam

♡ will massage your shoulders or your neck if it’s stiff from studying all day

♡ will give you kisses and hold your hands and tell you he believes in you.

♡ and with his warm puppy eyes, who would dare to not believe him?

♡ will try his hardest to arrange his schedule so he can take you to the exam himself. On the drive there, he will give you a pep talk and hype you up. “Do you know how smart you are baby? I’ve never met anyone as smart as you. For real.”

♡ he will be more stressed than you tbh. But when you come out of the building with a smile, he will pick you up into a big hug and giggle with you. And then he’ll take you out on a cute impromptu date to celebrate!

Namjoon:

♡ joon is one of those kids who can not study at all and still pass, but joon worries a lot about things even when he knows it will turn out fine

♡ your worrying will make him worry but he will do his best to be positive for you.

♡ he believes that if your fear can make him afraid, then why can’t his courage give you strength?

♡ will speak to the company to absolutely get a day off when you have your exam.

♡ he will probably get a car with a driver that brings both of you there, and to ensure you get picked up from there.

♡ while your exam is going on, he’ll probably go get some snacks you like or your favourite tea/coffee/beverage. He will wait nervously for you, hoping the best for you

♡ when you come out with a smile, he will feel almost like he passed the exam because of how happy he is for you. He will give you a big bear hug and hold you in his big arms and tell you he’s so proud of you, that he’s happy to be here for you in such an important moment of your life.

Jimin:

♡ jimin is all about hard work. You know he’s a high achiever since he was first in his class so many years, but when it comes to you, he’s the most lenient person ever.

♡ his main concern is how can he reduce your stress for you. He will wake you up with kisses on the day of the exam and do small things like get your purse for you or hold the door.

♡ he wants you to know that you can do it and that he’s rooting for you

♡ jimin will also take a day off for you, but he will have a hard time keeping his mind on anything but you and the exam. He will worry about how nervous you looked before you went in, little things like that.

♡ it’s not that jimin ever doubts you, but that he knows you are a worrier. And as your lover, he tends to worry about you.

♡ he will basically attack you in a big hug when you come out of the building. “What happened? How did it go??” “i passed!” “AHHH THAT’S MY BABY!!!”

♡ do not expect jimin to be humble on your behalf LMAO. he will tell everyone and anyone. He will slip it into every conversation. Park jimin’s devotion is unmatched

Taehyung:

♡ taehyung will probably stay up late with you before the exam, holding you close in bed and listening to your worries.

♡ he will explain to you that he will be there for you, that you are so smart and he doesn’t care if you’re better than anyone else, just that you’re not hard on yourself.

♡ you will find it ironic because of how hard tae can be on himself, but taehyung truly means it when he says it to you because you’re someone so special to him

♡ if anything, taehyung believes in you even more than yourself. He will tell you to get your rest, and hug you tight until you fall asleep with him

♡ taehyung will hold your hand and walk you to the building where the exam is happening, even though you say it’s embarrassing since your classmates might see

♡ but taehyung doesn’t care at all. In fact, by the time you’re back from the exam, he will probably be standing in front of the building with a bouquet of flowers

♡ “you passed right?” he will ask you with his boxy smile. When you nod, he will give you your bouquet and hold your hand. “Of course. Let’s go home baby.”

Jungkook:

♡ if there’s anything jungkook will never allow as a boyfriend, it’s you hiding your fears from him.

♡ as a private person, jungkook likes his alone time too but he can read right through you when you say you’re fine.

♡ he will sit at your desk with you long hours into the night and help you prepare for your exam as best as he can, even if he doesn’t know the material himself.

♡ jungkook might not say anything but you both know he notices when you’re worried. He will do anything to reassure you, like helping you tie your hair into a ponytail or making you late night coffee.

♡ will make sure you eat before you leave, either making you breakfast himself or buying your favourite breakfast foods for that day.

♡ and driving you to uni the day of the exam? that’s a guarantee, he’s asked the company for that specific day off weeks ago for you.

♡ when you’re done, he will get out of the car and scoop you up in his arms. He might get so excited he even spins you in a little circle, but it’s because he’s so proud of you. Would kiss you gently and smile at you so proudly. “I knew you would do great.”

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